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[dawnrise]

[ In the main room there is a Riku. She's resting her head on the table, using her arms as a makeshift pillow, and showing off a bare back to anyone who walks by. It's pale as the rest of her, and covered in a number of scars; cuts and wide slashes, long burns from some kind of energy, from her shoulder blades to her hips. Not very pretty... From the front she's wearing torn jeans and a normal t-shirt, but it's more or less backless, and no matter how many times she pushes her hair back it keeps falling over her shoulders. ]

This is not my week.