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faith, trust, and--

Oh, come on!

[there's an unamused voice coming from...somewhere. if anyone were to look, they'd see a tiny Riku, maybe six inches tall. she's currently trying to open the fridge, and. failing miserably. there's also a huge pair of silvery-blue butterfly wings sprouting from her back, which she's using to hover above the ground.]

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[damn it those are sensitive. bites down on her lip to keep from crying out, trying to jerk it away instinctively but just managing to rip it a little in the process.]

Let go!

You tell me right now that you are on my side. Tell me that you are not turning against me.

[Jerks the wing, ripping it worse, and uses his powers to throw her into the wall nearest to them, crushing the wings further.]

[she's probably got training to deal with pain, but it doesn't work when the sensation of having wings at all is so new; her wings crumple in a way that's definitely not normal when she hits the wall, and she can't stifle the curse that escapes her lips.]

[Takes that as a no and smashes her against the wall again, using his hand to choke her.]

Dammit, Riku, I warned you this would happen. I trained you to be better than this. How can you be so weak?!

[Stops choking her, but uses his powers to throw her into the next wall, are those wings ripped to shreds yet?]

You're the one that's weak!

[they look more like they're made of ribbons than anything. tries to use her powers to escape his hold, but she's having a hard time summoning up the ability to trust right now.]

We'll see about that.

[And he uses that moment to grab her by the throat again, not quite choking, but restricting the airway enough to be uncomfortable. Then just aims a punch for her face.]

[can't dodge, so just takes it, glaring up at him. it's better than him hurting her wings; she's been trained to deal with this.]

[Damn it he trained her too well. Just punches her again, his hand lingering on her throat afterwords, before finally just tightening his grip.]

Not the way you hoped to go, I'm sure.

I'll just...come back to haunt you.

[struggling, trying to kick him.]

[And she's failing. miserably.]

Go ahead... It is no weight on my back.

[Tightens more.]

[choking. ...yeah, the world is starting to go dark for her.]

[Oh hi Vexen, have a GIANT FREAKING FIREBALL at your back.]

[Cries out and drops her immediately, grabbing the wall for support.]

[backs the fuck away, rubbing her neck and just breathing. shoots a surprised look at Roxas]

[Runs over to her while Vexen is down.]

Are you okay? Can you walk?

[Glances up to see Vexen starting to get up and shoots another huge blast of fire at him, knocking him backwards. YAY FOR SNEAK ATTACKS.]

...not sure.

[probably won't be able to. there's enough cuts and tears in her wings that there's a lot of blood being lost.]

I'm not going to like this anymore than you will, but- hold still.

[Just wraps an arm around her shoulders and one under her knees, carefully lifting her up and backing out the door, watching Vexen, though he's not going anywhere fast.]

[he better be being careful not to jostle her wings. just uses what little power she can muster up to make herself lighter. not like she weighs that much to start with, what with being small and hollow-boned, but anything that'll get them out of there faster is good in her eyes.]

[He's pretty fast anyways, considering he carries Namine around a lot, who is taller and has perfectly solid bones. Heads out of the room and, as quickly as he can without running and bouncing her around, gets to a room just a hallway away from the common area. It's pretty much a living room, and the practically bed-sized couch brought his attention to it, so he stops there, sitting her down on it. Just tries not to hit those wings against anything.]

[settles on the couch once he sets her down, shifting so her wings don't brush against the couch.]

...Thanks.

How badly are you hurt? I've got one potion on me, but if you need more I know there's a bathroom right down the hall.

Not sure how many potions it'll take to fix this.

[trying to inspect the wings, but she keeps wincing every time she touches them wrong.]

[Rolls his eyes, pushing her arms away from the wings.]

Touching them isn't going to help them, either.

[Hands her a potion after he opens it.]

I was trying to see how bad it was.

[downs the potion, though.]

Did it work at all?

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