Snack time!

[rikku-blade.livejournal.com]

[Rikku's just looking around one of the kitchens, she has a small bag hung over her arm which is filled with various junk foods.
At the moment she's just searching the pantry for anything else to satisfy her sweet tooth.]

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[woodwhisperer.livejournal.com]

[Here's a suggestion; there's a tiny girl trying to get to the cookies. Except, you know, there's no one to hold the chair she's standing on, so it's wobbly and possibly dangerous.]

[rikku-blade.livejournal.com]

[Notices you! She grins and walks over to get the cookie jar dawn for you.]

Here ya go.

[woodwhisperer.livejournal.com]

[looks up.

staring.]

[rikku-blade.livejournal.com]

[Blinks. Why so staring? Does she have something on her face?]

Uh, hi?

[woodwhisperer.livejournal.com]

Rikku?

[why are you big.]

[rikku-blade.livejournal.com]

[Blinks again.]

Yeah. How'd you know?

[Cause she's 17 now.]

[woodwhisperer.livejournal.com]

[Here, have a hint]

Fro yna oui umtan?

[rikku-blade.livejournal.com]

[BLINKS MORE! Then grins.]

Tihhu. Fro yna oui ouihkan?

[Yeah, she knows who you are now.]

[woodwhisperer.livejournal.com]

Drana'c yh umtan sa rana. Cra'c... ycmaab.

[more like coma. ):]

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[look who's decided to stop hiding! he tiptoes into to kitchen.]

Hi.

[rikku-blade.livejournal.com]

[Turns to look at him, and smiles.]

Hey! How are you?

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

Better. You?

[heads straight for the coffee!]

[rikku-blade.livejournal.com]

Same.

[Goes back looking for something unhealthy to eat.]

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

...what are you doing?

[he had expected her to ask "better than what", but he's relieved that she didn't.]

[rikku-blade.livejournal.com]

[She remembers that he'd been hesitant about talking about it last time. She'll give him time.
She smiles.]

Looking for junk food. And lots of it.

[Cause she needs snacks when she goes off to play video games.]

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

Oh. Are you really hungry or are you getting food for more people than yourself?

[rikku-blade.livejournal.com]

[She shrugs.]

Mostly for me. But if someone asks I dont minds sharing.

[feebly.livejournal.com]

You should eat something healthy as well, Rikku.

_{{ Aeris is looking behind Rikku's shoulder, obseriving the pantries. }}

[rikku-blade.livejournal.com]

[Jumps!]

Ah! Don't sneak up on me like that!

[But she's smiling, so she's not really upset.]

[feebly.livejournal.com]

_{{ Can't help but smile. }}

Sorry. _{{ She walks toward the refrigerator near the pantries and looks through it, humming while trying to find something nutritious to eat. }}

There's a nice bowl of fruit salad...

[rikku-blade.livejournal.com]

[Seems slightly tempted.]

Would that be good while sitting in front of a video game though?

[Was going to check out that weird game with her friends and herself on the cover and eat lots of junk food.]

[feebly.livejournal.com]

It wouldn't get on the game console like a bag of greasy chips, or a bunch of crumbly cookies. _{{ Aeris promptly takes out the bowl of fruit salad before making her way toward the silverware cabinet. }}

[rikku-blade.livejournal.com]

[...Doesn't. Have anything to say to that.]

...Good point.

[Okay closing the pantry now and walking over to get a drink instead. Feel free to notice the barely noticeable and numerous scars on her back that she will avoid talking about.]

[feebly.livejournal.com]

_{{ Aeris closes the cabinet with two forks in hand and opens her mouth to say something, but notices the scars instead. She frowns and sets the forks down next to the fruit bowl. }}

What happened?

[rikku-blade.livejournal.com]

[Blinks and turns to look at her.]

What happened where?