Time for some manly-man time

[windup-daddy.livejournal.com]

[What is this handsome older citizen of the DR doing? Looks like he's sacked out on a couch watching a MythBusters marathon, socked feet propped up on a coffee table, with a beer in one hand and a crafting magazine in the other. Obviously, he needs to be bothered.]

Comments

[conflagrate]

[well that's something she's never seen before. she can't tell if he's a Riku or a Replica, so she's sauntering on over, silent until she leans on the back of the couch.]

So what's this?

[windup-daddy.livejournal.com]

*he wrinkles his nose when he sees you -- unconscious reaction to Axels sorry -- then shrugs a bit*

MythBusters. They blow stuff up a lot. Unless you mean the beer, which is... beer.

[conflagrate]

[yeah, yeah, whatever.]

I know what beer is.

[windup-daddy.livejournal.com]

Congratulations then. You can't have any of mine.

*flips open his magazine and starts looking at knitting patterns*

[conflagrate]

Good, beer's disgusting.

[tilts her head slightly, raising an eyebrow.]

Gonna go out on a limb here and say you're a Replica, not a Riku.

[windup-daddy.livejournal.com]

Yeah, it is. But it's too early for me to have anything harder, and I don't feel like making a fruity cocktail.

*tilts his head back to look at you, sounding amused*

And what makes you say that?

[sunsettingly.livejournal.com]

[Hopefully an adorable black kitten crawling up onto your lap isn't too bothersome. Her owner's not too thrilled with her for it though.]

...Prue, you can't go climbing all over people.

[conflagrate]

Fruity cocktails make wonderful fires.

[nonchalant shrug, idly watching the television.]

You don't act even remotely like a Riku.

[windup-daddy.livejournal.com]

*blinks when he gets a lapful of kitten instead of his knitting patterns; awww petting now*

Prue? Is that this kitty's name?

[windup-daddy.livejournal.com]

Nothing like a Flaming Jesus to get a party started.

And just how are Rikus supposed to act?

[conflagrate]

Well for one, I don't think they read stuff like that. But maybe that's just the guy in my world.

[sunsettingly.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Sorry, she's a little high-strung at the moment.

[Looks like she may have kept him up all night too.]

[windup-daddy.livejournal.com]

I doubt the Riku from your world is a father of two, going on three.

*just gives you a little smirk*

[windup-daddy.livejournal.com]

*puts aside his magazine and beer to pet the kitty~ awww she's so soft and furry*

It's alright. I'm used to dealing with small, high-strung things.

[conflagrate]

Considering he's about sixteen, I'd say you're right.

[sunsettingly.livejournal.com]

[Takes a wild guess.]

...Kids?

[windup-daddy.livejournal.com]

Well, I'm nearly thirty-five. I'd say there's a lot of difference.

[windup-daddy.livejournal.com]

Always. I'm Ri.

*yes his ego is such that he expects you to know who he is*

[dawnrise]

[Riku's still all light and sparkles right now, but that won't stop her from flicking a grape at his head.]

[sunsettingly.livejournal.com]

[Oh, two years in here and he's certainly heard of you. Nods, managing a polite smile.]

Right. I've heard of you.

[windup-daddy.livejournal.com]

*yelps when the fruit bounces off his forehead*

H-hey! Who did that?!

[windup-daddy.livejournal.com]

*good because he likes his ego being stroked*

I figured you might've. My younger-self isn't exactly quiet about who he takes care of.

[conflagrate]

Still don't strike me as a Riku.

[dawnrise]

[behold, a Riku holding a bowl of grapes. can't look much more guilty than that.]

[windup-daddy.livejournal.com]

What you think of me really doesn't bother me. I am who I am.

*shrugs a bit*