Death in High Heels

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

[Down the hallway comes the staccato rhythm of stilettos stomping striding with purpose. The fashionably dressed girl wearing said stilettos looks rather annoyed, and is glaring into rooms as she searches them.]

Rikka! Rikka, come back here! Daddy said that you can't leave me behind anymore. Where are you?! If you don't get over here, I'll tell Aden and he'll kick your butt for me!

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[sketch-replica.livejournal.com]

[Don't mind the girl with an amused smile in the room you just glared into.]

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

[her gaze goes over you briefly, but she's grown up seeing lots of people with familiar faces]

RIKKA! Are you in here?!

[sketch-replica.livejournal.com]

[Ow her ears. :<

Wait a second. Rikka?.............................Brainbreak.]

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

[she has a very healthy set of lungs, but as she does not see the emo-lump anywhere, she will be stomping away in her ridiculously high heels]

[dawningcoast]

[Wait, wait... wait. What. It's not often anymore that Riku's totally thrown by surprise by who or what shows up here. Congrats.]

Aden?

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

[she actually pauses and -- in a move that may seem familiar -- she looks at your chest first, then your face, quite surprised]

... Auntie Piku-pie?

[dawningcoast]

[Yeah that's definitely familiar. Sigh. Riku pushes her hair back, suddenly feeling old.]

Kira?

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

[Kira gives a happy squeal and hurries over to you for a hug; boobsquish!]

Auntie Piku-pie! You look so young and non-wrinkly! You're using that moisturizer I gave you, aren't you? I told you that it would work wonders!

[radiantprodigy.livejournal.com]

[Hm? Well, there's a new face.]

Miss, are you alright?

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

[she could be a very very feminine Riku, if you turn your head and squint]

Oh... I'm just looking for Rikka.

[radiantprodigy.livejournal.com]

Hmm. I'm afraid I haven't seen anyone with that name as of late. Are you a new arrival, perhaps?

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

New?

[she laughs]

Oh no! I've lived here all my life.

[twilit-papa.livejournal.com]

[and in this room someone is squinting at you from under this plane engine, because you look vaguely familiar]

Rikka's not here. Hand me that flathead over there, will you?

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

[and her automatic response is a wrinkle of her nose and a delicate cringe]

Ew. Papa. You're all dirty.

[twilit-papa.livejournal.com]

[cue the sound of something thunking into something else metallic, namely his head into the engine, with some muffled cursing under his breath]

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

[here is the sound of heels hurrying towards you]

Papa! Are you okay?!

[seasides]

[someone's peering out of this nearby room, because while the voice isn't necessarily familiar, those names kind of are.]

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

[what? red hair? she likes people with red hair~ ♥]

Is Rikka there?

[seasides]

No, sorry.

[steps out of the room, scratching his neck.]

And I don't think you're going to find him, unless you're looking for the little kid.

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

[once you step out, she peers at you intently, because you look very familiar!]

... Uncle Kai? Did you get some work done?

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

((ooc: sooo want to throw future!Akane except idk what to do for icons. and anyway I don't feel like making a journal I'd only use once.))

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

[ooc: awww boo]

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

[oh look, it's his sister. he'll be walking quickly in the other direction you skanky... ugh how can you two be related.]

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

[she has Rikka-radar and hurries in your direction as fast as she can in these heels]

Paopao! I see you there! Wait for me!

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

[he cringes and halts out of habit, casting a glance over his shoulder]

Oh look, it's my badly-dressed beard. And hush!