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[incastellated.livejournal.com]

[Watch your step, looks like someone left a mess in the hall again. Said mess happens to be a person upon closer inspection, though they can certainly still be labeled a mess. Bruised and bloodied all over, and to those aware of it, absolutely reeking of darkness.]

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[isirocks.livejournal.com]

[he's been testing out his ability to control his powers and just stepped through a portal down the hall some distance- and freezes at the scent of darkness, immediately turning and dashing to where it's coming from.]

[incastellated.livejournal.com]

[Said mess is starting to stir, trying to push himself up to a sitting position at least.]

[isirocks.livejournal.com]

Hey, hey are you alright?

[stupid question, but it's best to get it out of the way, right? and he's at least got a potion with him, digging it out of his pocket as he skids to a halt next to him.]

[incastellated.livejournal.com]

[Looks up with a very confused expression. Cue the usual 'you must be the replica' response.]

You... You can't be here. You're gone.

[isirocks.livejournal.com]

I'm not who you're thinking of. Here.

[holds the potion out to him, because Rikus don't usually take kindly to someone trying to feed them potions without their say-so.]

[incastellated.livejournal.com]

[Cautiously reaches out to take the potion, keeping a suspicious look.]

Who are you supposed to be, then?

[isirocks.livejournal.com]

[it looks like it's a regular potion! and there's an iguana starting to make its way down the hall.]

My name's Isi. I'll explain in a second when you don't look like you're going to die or something.

[incastellated.livejournal.com]

[Still giving you the evil eye. But he figures he'd rather take his chances, so he downs the potion in one go.]

[isirocks.livejournal.com]

[totally ignoring the evil eye, watching to make sure he's alright.]

Need me to go get another one?

[incastellated.livejournal.com]

If you're so inclined.

[Yes, but he doesn't trust you. He'll just sit back for the time being and breathe.]

[isirocks.livejournal.com]

Be right back, then. Shredder, make sure nothing happens while I'm gone.

[stands up and promptly disappears into a portal. the iguana just sits by Riku and stares at him.]

[incastellated.livejournal.com]

[And he just stares right back. An iguana, really? Obviously not Castle Oblivion.]

[isirocks.livejournal.com]

[definitely not! it looks like it's going to be a staring contest for a couple minutes or so until Isi returns with a few more potions.]

Alright, here you go.

[incastellated.livejournal.com]

[Looks like he's a little less spooked now, Though still pretty apprehensive about Isi's optimistic behavior.]

You still haven't explained anything.

[isirocks.livejournal.com]

[sits down on the floor, putting the potions between him and Riku.]

This place is called the dressing room. It's a crossroads between dimensions.

[incastellated.livejournal.com]

[Here's the skeptical face, as usual.]

...Dimensions.

love you for your keywords *_*

[rosewishes.livejournal.com]

[well, that smell's pretty familiar. he has to make sure it isn't himself or some other Riku before he finds him. ... and a weak Cure's used.]

thanks :>

[incastellated.livejournal.com]

[Ohh healing magic. Wonderful blessed Cure. It makes it easier for him to sit up anyway, though he's still pretty sore.]

[isirocks.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Like, in my dimension, Riku is female.

[beckons the iguana over and it promptly drapes itself over his lap.]

no problem c:

[rosewishes.livejournal.com]

[offers a hesitant smile.]

You can stand up, right?

[incastellated.livejournal.com]

[Places a hand to his head, reaching for another potion.]

First time I've had this strange of a dream.

[incastellated.livejournal.com]

[Glances up at that oh-so-familiar voice with dread.]

How... You can't be here...

[isirocks.livejournal.com]

It's not a dream.

[scratches under Shredder's chin, the iguana looking quite pleased.]

[incastellated.livejournal.com]

...Because the dream would tell me otherwise.

[It is quite the realistic dream though. He hasn't felt this pain free in a long time.]

[rosewishes.livejournal.com]

... answer the question. I'll explain later.