slice.

[stuttersora.livejournal.com]

[someone's coming in on a bike that looks brand-new, with his hands out to his sides. miraculously, he hasn't fallen or lost his balance yet! (this is especially awe-inspiring since it's a Sora.)]

N-no h-hands--

[and--oops where the hell. skids to a stop, his hands snapping to the bars.]

W... what?

[ooc; well if you don't remember him, just get to know him?]

Comments

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[what in the world is that strange and impractical looking vehicle. brb staring.]

[stuttersora.livejournal.com]

[... stops, eyes widening a bit.]

R-roxas...?

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

...yes?

[stuttersora.livejournal.com]

... y-your hair... a w-w-wig?

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

No, but I dyed it.

[insularism.livejournal.com]

[this one just mingles around most of the time, so there he is, just standing at the end of the hall, leaning against the wall with a cigarette between his fingers. he smiles somewhat, hair in his eyes.]

... Impressive.

[stuttersora.livejournal.com]

[stares at him.]

Um... th-thanks?

[insularism.livejournal.com]

[lifts his brows slightly - not that it's too noticeable -, absently wondering if there's something on his face.]

Welcome.

[stuttersora.livejournal.com]

S-since when d-did you s-... smoke? Y-you d-didn't get it f-from R-roxas, did y-you?

[insularism.livejournal.com]

[pauses mid-hit to answer, turning away to exhale. at least he's nice enough to blow the smoke away from people.]

From Roxas? Nah. You've probably got me confused with another Riku. It happens.