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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]

Well, are you hungry?

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

Kind of. I guess it wouldn't hurt.

[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

Do you trust me enough to eat my cooking, or do you think I'll poison you?

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

I think I'll take my chances this time.

[...snerk]

[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

I'm flattered.

[I'm also leaving you behind and going off toward the kitchen swiftly-- almost like she's trying to keep away from you~]

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

[Hey, wait up! B|

Following her to the kitchen now.]

[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

[strides right on up into the kitchen. C: Aaaand time to go look in the fridge-- which he might notice, she doesn't stand directly in front of it when she does this anymore.]

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

[He gets there shortly after.]

What exactly are you going to make?

[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

What kinds of foods do you like? Salty, sweet, that kind of thing.

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

How about you surprise me?

[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

Fine, then.

[starts rummaging!]

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

[Sits down, waiting. Yay.]

[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

[Well, after a few minutes, this kitchen is starting to smell pretty damned good. And after a little while longer, you have a beef stroganof being set in front of you.]

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

[...well dang.]

Heh. Thanks.

[and now to try out that cooking~ Plz to not be poisoned, kay.]

[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

[Not poisoned, she's eating it, too. c:]

[Oh but that first bite you try to take is being bitten right off the fork. She leans back after that, smirking.]

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

[...tsk. Shakes his head, then starts eating.]

[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

[nomnomnom.]

[Guess what? Your new girlfriend can cook.]

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

... Not bad.

[More than that, but this is Riku we're dealing with.]

[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

So you can't taste the arsenic?

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

[...fff.]

No, can't say I do. I should've know you'd poison this.

[said sarcastically, of course. Hee.]

[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

Of course I would.

You'll be feeling it soon.

[calmly eating.]

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

Too bad.

[...continues to eat, anyway, looking quite amused. He'll just play along s'more.]

Guess even that kiss was just a trick.

[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

Oh, that one wasn't. I had to say goodbye somehow. Not to mention you seemed pretty eager to pull me back the first time.

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

Heh. Maybe I was just playing along.

[... and derp. Stealing a bite from her fork. 's what she gets for doing that to him. B)]

[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

[Was expecting that so NOPE. She jerks her fork away and kisses him quickly, then takes her bite because hah. B)]

I'm sure it was all a 'game' to you.