dawnrise[ Well, Riku's eating. It's one of those 'do in excess' routine things with the coming of the full moon, you know. There's a big plate of sandwiches where she is, all filled with meat and hardly anything else. What's she doing? Well, she's sitting in a large dining room, at the head of the table, leaning over a pad of paper. It looks like she's writing a list.
It looks like she got into another fight, too. Her hair's tossed over one shoulder, and there are several nasty bruises peppering her neck, in colors ranging from deep purple to red, blurred yellow edges smearing her skin. Huh. And they just keep going down. How weird. ]
[ooc: we maybe pretend this happened a few days ago. this could have happened any time this week um.]