has the universe imploded yet?

[windup-daddy.livejournal.com]

[In this large kitchen is a very unusual sight: a flock of Ris! They seem to be ignoring each other, or unaware of each others' presence, each busy with their own tasks. Daddy-Ri is at the sink wearing a ruffled apron over his clothes, busy washing and sanitizing a small mountain of baby bottles. Ri is sitting at one of the tables, reading a crafting magazine and plowing through a massive bowl of ice cream. The little Replica is currently halfway into one of the cupboards, looking for cookies. It's rather strange, for all that this is a normal day in the DR.]



[OOC: Come bother the Ris. Pick which one you want, or depending on who you are, one or more will greet you. Or you might get attacked by a Heartless cupcake. Who knows?]

Comments

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

Not exactly means you have a theory, or an idea of what's causing it.

[dawnrise]

I might have several.

[Delicious distracting ice cream?]

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*delicious yes, distracting no*

Feel like sharing?

[dawnrise]

[Why can't it be the other one? She's quiet, idly tapping the tip of the spoon against the table.]

If I asked you to do something for me, could you?

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

Of course I would. Well, within reason. I don't want to have to skin animals or something.

[dawnrise]

[Pff. Shakes her head.]

Like I'd ask you for that.

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

You might! I could say 'oh I'll do anything, Riku-pi' and you can be like 'here skin some weasels.' And I'd have to do it because I said I'd do anything.

[dawnrise]

[...puts down her spoon and pulls the bowl of ice cream over to look at it closely.]

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*looks at you looking at the ice cream*

What is it?

[dawnrise]

Checking for drugs.

[Pushes it back to him, hiding a smile.]

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*sputters*

Riku-pi!

[dawnrise]

I don't know where you come up with some of this stuff.

[Rests her chin in her hand.]

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

It's a natural conclusion!

*eats ice cream to spite you :/*

[dawnrise]

[Looks faintly amused.]

If you say so.

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

I do. Now what did you want me to do that doesn't involve skinning weasels?

[dawnrise]

[She goes quiet at that, then abruptly pushes out of her chair and heads for the door.]

Follow me.

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*blinks and follows*

Where are we going?

[dawnrise]

[She's walking fairly fast!]

Something might happen soon. I don't know for sure, but if it does, I want you to stop me.

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

... an alien isn't going to bust out of your chest like in the movies, is it?

[dawnrise]

[Glances at him and smirks at the irony, turning into a bathroom.]

You want my honest answer?

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*flails a little*

An alien is gonna bust out of your chest?!

[dawnrise]

Maybe not an alien.

[Stops inside and turns away from him, reaching over her shoulders and pulling her shirt off from the back up.]

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*............... is he going to see what he thinks he's going to see?*

[dawnrise]

[That depends on what he thinks he's going to see! Right now he'd be getting an eyefull of the scars across her back, but when she turns around (and she is wearing a bra, thank you very much) there's not going to be anything like an alien. But... the very center of her chest is not the color it should be. A patch of skin has darkened, spreading across her chest from the center, and nearly reaching each shoulder. It's a familiar skin-tone, but not one you'd find on a Riku. Well, not one with her own appearance, anyway...]

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*he squints at the different skin tone, then gives you a sharp Look*

... why are you turning all 'grr' again?