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?]

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[agrabah-weapon.livejournal.com]

Well, now.

[Another chuckle. Given just how much bigger he can be...]

How about we see? I can't say I've had a challenge in a while.

[Not expecting this here replica to be much of one, but it might be fun.]

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

[it beams and scrambles up, looking excited]

Alright! Let's go to the training room!

[agrabah-weapon.livejournal.com]

Let's go, indeed. [He beckons the kid on, starting to lead off.]

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

*trots at your heels happily*

You're a Heartless, right? I've never met one like you.

[agrabah-weapon.livejournal.com]

In my appearance? I've ... not always been this way. In speaking to other beings? [A bit of a chuckle.] The world's more interesting this way, I find.

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

Oh no. I can talk to other Heartless a little. I talk to the cats all the time.

[agrabah-weapon.livejournal.com]

[A warmer laugh, now-] And what do they have to say? It's been some time since I spoke with them.

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

Not much. They're cats. They mostly want Hearts. Or fish. Or scritches.

[agrabah-weapon.livejournal.com]

I can't say I'm surprised. Are there any others you've had contact with?

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

*shakes its head*

Only the ones I fight. They don't really like to talk.

[agrabah-weapon.livejournal.com]

Hm. [A little more subdued.] I'd imagine they wouldn't. I simply hope that you and they were suitable matches.

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

I'm tough. I can handle a couple Shadows.

*... perhaps it shall not tell you it's been hunting down smaller Heartless and harvesting Hearts*

[agrabah-weapon.livejournal.com]

[Very good plan, there. That would not lead to a happy Kurt. As it is, he's just resigned:]

We must all defend ourselves the best we can.

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

Are you very strong?

[agrabah-weapon.livejournal.com]

One of the strongest, I've heard said.

[This mostly matter of fact, but with a hint of pride to it.]

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

Wow! I can't wait to fight you!

*is all excited and such*

[agrabah-weapon.livejournal.com]

[He chuckles.]

I'm glad to hear it.

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

I'm really tough, you know.

*is... trying to psych you out or something, though it probably won't work*

[agrabah-weapon.livejournal.com]

You are? Well, then! This should be a good battle!

[Nope. Totally not working. He's playing along the best he can, mind.]

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

It will be. I'll try to go easy on you, so you don't get hurt.

*huffpuff it feels all tough and stuff now*

[agrabah-weapon.livejournal.com]

[Once upon a time, he'd have made with the smack down just for saying that. As it is:]

Oh, don't worry about me. I think I'll cope.

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

*is that the training room up ahead?*

Do you like to fight alot?

[agrabah-weapon.livejournal.com]

[It just might be! His pace picks up, if only slightly.]

I like it. I don't get as much of a chance as I would want, though.

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

I practice everyday, so that I can get stronger. There's lots of training rooms you can use.

[agrabah-weapon.livejournal.com]

I've always simply practiced in outdoor rooms, myself. But for now:

[He pushes the door open.]