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[belltinker.livejournal.com]

[There's a carved pumpkin sitting in a hallway, displaying the outlines of several little animals that appear to have taken to walking on two feet, all scurrying in a row together after the figure of a taller boy who appears to have taken flight. It is an odd carving, not particularly scary unless the little animals are assumed to be chasing after the flying boy to mutilate and eat him. The shapes are lit by a flickering light coming from within the pumpkin which, curiously enough, appears to be moving from one side of the pumpkin to the other very quickly. Curiouser, there is the sound of tiny bells from within. The frantic light carries on for a few minutes before racing to the right side of the pumpkin...and the pumpkin rolls onto its right side before beginning to roll down along the hall, still on its side.]

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[dawnrise]

[ Something is wrong with the dressing room. At least, that's what Riku thinks.

Today? Today was her birthday! She's twenty years old now, and she feels so old compared to most other Rikus. But today went as any birthday should. She slept as long as she wanted (most of the day, given her vampire costume), and it's a nice evening with clear skies and bright stars. She's been walking around town, along the boardwalk at the beach, hands in her pockets. The absence of a cake hasn't bothered her, because she can't eat food anyway, and so far no sentient pastries have shown up to ruin her day. It's been completely and utterly normal.

Riku could not possibly be feeling more paranoid. She would probably jump if someone went 'boo'. ]