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[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

[Those in the halls might just find themselves being rushed past, or looked over in a frantic manner. Late the night before, this Kairi (dressed in the Organization Coat as usual) found herself hit with something a little difficult to fend off with weaponry. She's now breathing hard, eyebrows furrowed as she seems to be rushing around to try to find something-- or someone-- without the use of portals.]

[Anyone who doesn't know her, feel free to think she's being weird. Those who do know her, feel free to realize that something's wrong.]

[Or maybe it's finally 'right'?]


[[OOC: Temporary heart get. This will be lasting for an undecided amount of time.]]

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[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

Do you think I can control myself very easily when emotions are strong? [stops being curled, but doesn't make eye contact.]

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

No. Especially if you were a Nobody for a while.

[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

Then guess.

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

[pauses, then sighs]

So you actually do feel that way, huh?

[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

[No reply. She's... scared. It might be obvious. But she's trying very hard to hide it.]

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

[he can be patient when he wants to be. As is this is still weird to him.]

Take your time.

[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

...

Please, don't... hate me for wanting to say yes.

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

[...sigh.]

I don't.

[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

[Well shit, now she has no idea what to say or do, but her heart is pounding and her stomach is fluttering, and she can't remember ever feeling anything remotely close to what she did (even in her life as a Somebody) when he pulled her back.]

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

[there's a long pause before he starts moving over to her, slowly.]

[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

... [pulls her knees to her chest a bit. She's not used to feeling this vulnerable, and it's getting to her.]

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

[And Riku's not exactly good at... well, this. But b'derp, he'll plop right next to her.]

It's fine.

[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

[Her cheeks get hot when he sits next to her. She stares down at her knees.]

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

[just goes quiet again for a moment. 8|]

[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

[eventually, she slowly starts looking over at him.]

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

[He remains pretty still for the moment, though he does look back at her briefly.]

[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

... I'm waiting.

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

[...well, he might as well.]

I...

[This is harder than he thought. B| Pause.]

I feel the same.

[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

[You'd better be looking to see that first real smile blossom across her face. Because she's hiding it and looking away right after it starts, mostly because she can't stop it.]

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

[Heh. He saw it alright, but he won't say anything about it. Not now, anyway.

Won't stop him from being as snarky as usual later, though.]

[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

[lowers her knees, dropping that guard and taking a few deep breaths.]

[Don't worry, she'll be even worse than before when she gets this under control.]

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

[Good. He'd start to worry if she was too nice. B|]

What now?

[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

... Depends.

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

Meaning?

[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

Meaning we could go... do something together, like eat or swim... Or something else if you can think of anything.