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[ First there's a burst of blue sparks in the hallways, a gentle glimmer, and then something is growing across quite a few doorways in the dressing room. Rather, something is growing back. Small sprigs of green plants with white berries, tied together with a royal blue ribbon.

And somewhere else, there is a fairy all dressed in blue, happily nibbling on cookies. ]

[[ooc: Surprise! So, they're back. Magic mistletoe that will keep characters magically stuck in doorways until they kiss. Threadhopping is encouraged in this post! Spread a bit of holiday cheer, eh? They'll be sticking around all month.]]

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And you only like me when I'm acting like an idiot to amuse you!

No, I don't! If I didn't care about you all the time then I wouldn't have bothered trying to be your friend for the past year. I don't do that, Ri.

Then why do you always get so angry whenever I'm serious?!

When have I done that?

[Not actually trying to sound challenging this time. She wants a real example.]

Lots of times. Like over Red.

-- When? What does Red matter?

That's when you got really angry at me! That's when you stopped being my friend!

I got angry at you because I was already pissed off at him because we were stuck together for a spell, and then you came into my room and started yelling at us for something we didn't do. And don't want to do.

[Rubs at the side of her face. Ew.]

I didn't want to stop being your friend and I would've gone after you that day, but I couldn't get away from him.

Well, what else was I supposed to think with you two getting so chummy?

That we're friends? What's wrong with that?

Naked friends!

--first, I was not naked. I was trying to explain it.

But it looked really really bad at the time.

I know. But I was trying to explain it.

Until you got angry at me.

Yeah. And I was sorry about that. But I got angry because you weren't listening.

... you still don't seem to like me much anyway.

[Frowns.]

Well, I do. But I don't know how to prove something like that.

You just don't act like a friend very much. Not to me, anyway.

...That's my problem, then. I don't know how to fix it.

No... it's me. I know you don't like other Rikus or Replicas.

[Takes a very long, deep breath, looking off.]

You're right. I don't. But you're not-- you're just... you're Ri.

*looks quite surprised when you say that*

... you really mean that?

Yeah, I do. There's no one here like you.

*s-smiles*