experimentation.

[greypetals.livejournal.com]

[in the playground room, he's on the swings, with a jar in his lap. yes, there is a heart just floating there--although, it's quite odd. it looks completely black, but the glow coming from it is an even lighter pink than before, and it's floating healthily. he has both hands on the lid, looking off.]

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[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*is doing his normal walkabout, checking in on kids and such, and pauses when he sees you... and that jar*

Hey Riku. What have you got there?

[greypetals.livejournal.com]

[looks up at him, in half-surprise.]

Oh--this is the jar Mister Vexen gave me to keep for a while. M'supposed to keep it safe.

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*frowns a bit*

The same Vexen you told me was teaching you things?

[greypetals.livejournal.com]

[nods--oh, and then he remembers!]

He was kinda interested in you, too, Ri! You should meet him.

[agrabah-weapon.livejournal.com]

[Kurt's just wandering, really; he's ended up in here by chance. But he's hanging around. Very curious. Very curious indeed. He walks over.]

[greypetals.livejournal.com]

[he looks up, a little hesitant.]

Yes, sir?

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

In me? Why would he be? I don't even know him, Riku.

*there's only one Vexen he really knows here, and that one is a high school teacher*

>_> html.

[greypetals.livejournal.com]

[he gives a slight shrug.]

I'unno. Don't you wanna know about stuff you don't know about?

[agrabah-weapon.livejournal.com]

[He smiles. That bit of respect's up his street - he likes this kid.]

How did you come by that you have there?

i saw nothing! >_>

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

Well... sure. But this is different. I don't much like most Vexens, Riku. I don't even like being around them most of the time.

[greypetals.livejournal.com]

[looks down at the heart.]

Mister Vexen gave it to me for n'experiment.

that's right <3

[greypetals.livejournal.com]

[blink. he tilts his head.]

He said that. Why?

[agrabah-weapon.livejournal.com]

[Damn, he doubts he'll be able to talk it out of him, then. Ah, well, he'll cope.]

Who's this Mister Vexen?

[nowudedofcute.livejournal.com]

[Heartless smells what you have in that jar there. SO clearly this means time for a closer look, cat-style.]

[greypetals.livejournal.com]

[how can one correctly describe him? hmm.]

He's tall, n'got long yellow hair... with green eyes! He's really smart, too. He wears this, um... black coat and he's in a lab.

[greypetals.livejournal.com]

[... kitties! baw. he watches them, head tilted. hey, don't get too close, 'cause this Riku can control Heartless.]

[nowudedofcute.livejournal.com]

[Kitty is watching back. And he's certainly welcome to try to control it and it might even listen but above all it's a cat, with all the disdain for orders that comes with that.]

[greypetals.livejournal.com]

[he probably won't, he likes to pet Heartless, anyway. ... and the heart is in a jar. beckons it, quietly.]

[nowudedofcute.livejournal.com]

[Well that much it's willing to do. Especially if pettinz are in the offering. So it will indeed come on closer, padding for just as silently as it's Hearted cousins.]

[greypetals.livejournal.com]

[yes, petting. comforting pettings. he likes cats.]

[agrabah-weapon.livejournal.com]

[Kurt nods. Okay, sight isn't his preferred way of describing something, but he'll roll with it.]

I see. Well, I hope you're taking good care of it. That's a very precious thing you have there.

[greypetals.livejournal.com]

[... small nod.]

I'm protecting it with all I can! M'not good at my darkness yet, but... I'm trying.

[nowudedofcute.livejournal.com]

[Kitty is quite possibly more interested in the jar, but it will accept the petting graciously all the same. It is an acceptable offering.]

[greypetals.livejournal.com]

[looks down, and kind of smiles.]

Oh, you're interested in the heart, right?

[nowudedofcute.livejournal.com]

[There's a nod at that. No mistaking that gesture.]