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[Hello, DR. Someone here is newly arrived and has an assignment from Down Under.

So that kitchen table you thought was empty a moment ago? There's a pretty old looking lamp on it now, one that practically screams magic.

To rub, or not to rub? Come on, you can trust this smile. Really!]

[ooc: wishes have a very high chance of going completely wrong and may very well put your character in life-threatening situations. he won't actually kill them unless they manage to royally piss him off. feel free to thread-hop.]

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[Here, have someone not used to the crazy things this place comes up with. She picks it up, only mildly interested.]

[should she look at it closely, some words have just etched themselves on the side:

Rub me.]

[Gee, that sounds familiar. Riku has a bad feeling about this, but she can't seem to stop herself. She takes a seat at the table and rubs the lamp, half hoping nothing happens.]

[there's some red smoke that suddenly pours out of the lamp, which coalesces into a Sora sitting on the table in front of her, a leg hanging to either side of her as he stretches]

Man! About time someone rubbed that thing.

[Well, shit. She's practically speechless.]

... A Sora?

[while she's stunned he's draping his arms around her shoulders, smiling widely]

Is that a Keyblade in your skirt or are you just happy to see me?

[Watch her lean back as far as she can in that chair before what he says hits her.]

What?

[probably not as far as she'd like to, as he's threading his fingers together around her neck]

Well, you know. It is kind of obvious.

[Definitely not. She drops the lamp in her lap and reaches up with both hands for his wrists.]

I don't know what you're talking about.

[gives her a chesire smile]

Oh, I think you do. But hey! If you don't want to tell anyone you're packing, I guess I won't either. It'll be one hell of a surprise.

[Okay, she doesn't care if he is a Sora. He's obviously not a normal one.]

... How do you know?

[Just shrugs.]

I can tell you're different just looking at you. You kind of smell like a guy too, yanno?

No, I don't.

[She wrinkles her nose. How close is he now?]

[Still very much in her personal space!]

If you say so. So how many wishes do you think you deserve?

Isn't it usually three?

[Can she push him back a little or is he stuck there?]

We can go with three if you want, sure.

[he's not budging very far with his hands latched as they are]

[She's not giving up.]

You want to get off of me first?

[SIGH you're so pushy.]

Oh, fine.

[Do not want invasion of personal space. Or physical contact.]

Good.

[leans back on his hands, letting his feet swing a little to either side of her chair]

So? What's it gonna be?

[Oh right, wishes. She's so stunned by the very friendly genie Sora that she almost forgot about those.]

Uh...

[At least he isn't so friendly as to be sitting in her lap.]

Well? Come on, I'm hungry. Unless you want to make me a sandwich while you're thinking.

[Now that would be bad. Her expression turns irritated at that.]

Make one yourself. We're in a kitchen, in case you didn't notice.

[gives her a sly look]

Is that one of your wishes?

[Tch. She frowns.]

No.

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