denied.

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[someone looks pretty worn out, in his true form (meaning long, black hair down to his calves and a thin, girlish frame). he's got small metal shavings in his hair and dusting his skin, as well as thick, well-applied bandages around his chest. he's eating a pretty big hamburger and fries, like he hasn't eaten in quite a few days. (it's actually sort of disgusting, how big it is.)]

Mmn.

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[Someone here is behind you, starting to pick those shavings out of your hair gently.]

Why're you such a mess?

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[almost bites on his lip in surprise. orz orz takes a rather large bite out of his hamburger to avoid the question.]

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... Riku, you'll ruin your girlish figure!

[MOCK-HORROR.]

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[brb choking, ass.]

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[pfffffffffffff snickers, and pats his back a bit, a little harsh to help that choking stop.]

Need a drink?

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[smacks his own chest before glaring at him.]

Not from you.

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Afraid I'll poison you? [leeeaaaans in. trying to freak you out.]

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[grabs a fry and shoves it into Axel's nose, before pulling his plate into his lap.]

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[AEHNTYIOAEJTIJEATJKIYJEATKEA. gets that. out of there. ow, thank god it didn't break skin and make him bleed.]

So hostile. [rubs his nose, flicking the fry off behind him somewhere. here, gonna just go back to getting those shavings out of your hair.] Now, gonna tell me what's with you?

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[going back to nomming. and with a full mouth--]

No.

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And why not? --Don't say it's none of my business. You know you need a better reason than that.

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I don't want to.

[swallows. ... now he's wondering on actually getting a drink.]

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That's not good enough, either.

[jesus you're a mess. B|]

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[rolls his eyes.]

I'm fine, I don't know why you're asking.

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You're keeping secrets~ No one's after us here, so it makes me wonder.

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Yet.

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They've got bigger fish to fry.

... Unless you're doing something that will make a splash.

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I mean if people we know come here. I've heard it happens.

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And what do you think they'd be able to do to us here? Chill out, Riku.

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[okay, that's it, ignoring you now.]

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[siiiiiigh goes back to cleaning you off. B|]

If there was that much of a risk--... [well, he'd ruin this if he said that, wouldn't he. There are a few ways he could complete that sentence that... would all be truthful, and would all make Riku mad at him.]

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[squints at him.]

Why is there metal on you?

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[pauses to look at her, having to chew and swallow before he speaks.]

Because of something I was doing.

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Why didn't you clean it off before eating? It might get in your food...