melody.

[timedstep.livejournal.com]

[what is working on basics. Riku's sitting in the corner of the ball room, radio beside him and still cranking out a gentle, soothing classical piece. he's taking a break. or, rather. he's supposed to be taking a break, but he's doing a few leg exercises.]

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[wingboy is peeking in curiously.]

[timedstep.livejournal.com]

[laying on his back. he looks completely blank, almost as if he wasn't doing anything at all... except his legs are raised five inches above the ground, and they're shaking a bit.]

[seasides]

[...he's going to assume that's a dance thing and try not to break Riku's concentration.]

[timedstep.livejournal.com]

[sits back up after a minute or two, heaving out a large sigh.]

[seasides]

[steps into the doorway properly.]

What were you doing?

[silentinterror.livejournal.com]

[Classical music, ew. She's peeking in out of curiosity, vest still blood soaked from her earlier nurse battle.]

[timedstep.livejournal.com]

[he pulls his leg back, about to turn the radio o--... freezes at the sight of Kairi. he looks blank for a moment or two before his brows knit together.]

[silentinterror.livejournal.com]

What?

[What in the world are you staring at.]

[timedstep.livejournal.com]

... I'd state the obvious, but I'm pretty sure you'd throw that in my face.

[his voice is careful and he draws himself up.]

What happened to you?

[silentinterror.livejournal.com]

[Oh. Looks down at herself and then back.]

...I got in a fight.

[whispery-song.livejournal.com]

[Ooo classical music. She's just going stop and walk in a little to listen.]

[timedstep.livejournal.com]

[looks over. the floorboards are pretty creaky, so he can tell when someone's walking inside.]

[whispery-song.livejournal.com]

[Oops... caught.]

Sorry, I just heard the music and I liked it.

[timedstep.livejournal.com]

I don't control what you hear, I'm not mad.

[whispery-song.livejournal.com]

I just didn't want to interrupt something if you were busy.

[prayerfulsong.livejournal.com]

[Wandering the halls for lack of anything better to do - pauses when she hears the music and comes to the doorway to investigate.]

[timedstep.livejournal.com]

[he's starting to get up after a nice rest, the song changing to something upbeat but still by an orchestra.]

[prayerfulsong.livejournal.com]

[That's interesting. She'll just hover in the doorway for a moment.]

[timedstep.livejournal.com]

[he slowly turns, the heel of his foot resting against his upper thigh. stretching out that leg, his spin goes fast, hand pitched into the air.]

[prayerfulsong.livejournal.com]

[When he's finished he gets clapping as she moves into the room a little.]

[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

[Yeah, those shadows in the corner? They just shifted slightly. Someone's in there. And when he looks, all he'll see is someone in an Organization coat, hood up.]

[timedstep.livejournal.com]

[... frowns, able to see the reflection in the mirror. he isn't in the mood.]

[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

[Well, too bad. She's staying there, watching him idly. She has nothing much better to do, she can't find Sora right now.]

[timedstep.livejournal.com]

[... he'll close his eyes, then. he's not the confrontational kind of Riku. anymore.]

[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

[She did notice that you saw her, y'know. That gains a little giggle.]