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[bourgeons.livejournal.com]

[Sora had meant to spend a relaxing day at the beach, but wandered into something not quite as relaxing as he was expecting: the minute he sat himself down right next to the shore, a bottle with a note inside bumped against his foot. in the few seconds it took for him to pry the cork off of the bottle, another bottle washed up against his leg. then another, and another.]

[he's made a fairly large stack of unopened bottles nearby, and more just keep coming as frequently as the waves. Sora has unrolled the note from the first bottle and is reading it, eyes wide.]

[ooc: want a note, or news from home? there's probably a bottle in the pile addressed to you. i don't mind bbs characters, but no spoilers, please ;___;]

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aww this made me so sad. ;__;

[packextender.livejournal.com]

[ ... weird. He was coming in for another nap, but once he sees all the bottles, he starts to pick some up too. Only after a few wash up does he realize they have letters, not trash in them. ]

What're all these doing here...?

aw D:

[bourgeons.livejournal.com]

[that jars him from the note he's reading-- Sora tilts his head back to look up at Roxas, and shrugs.]

Beats me... They keep showing up, though.

self, no, xion can't send him a letter for obvious reasons

[packextender.livejournal.com]

[ He looks at the vast quantity, before crossing his arms, one finger tapping his temple. ]

Wonder why... there's a lot of 'em.

if that were possible it'd be adorable

[bourgeons.livejournal.com]

Well, I .. I think they might be for everybody here.

[holds up the letter in his fist, addressed to him- it's a letter from his mother- he's positive there's no way all those bottles are all for one person, either.]

if only if only ;;

[packextender.livejournal.com]

... maybe not everybody.

[ He does look at the letter, tilting his head some. ]

[bourgeons.livejournal.com]

Won't know unless you look. Right, Roxas?

[dawnrise]

[There is a Riku coming up behind him, kicking sand up with her bare feet. Well, up until she notices the pile of bottles. That makes her stop completely.]

Sending messages?

[bourgeons.livejournal.com]

[he turns around, greeting her with a warm smile as he quickly hops to his feet.]

No.. More like receiving them.

[right on cue, another new bottle bumps into his foot. he bends over and snatches it up.]

[dawnrise]

From where?

[She looks pretty confused, and walks closer. Do things like that even reach this place?]

[bourgeons.livejournal.com]

[he looks down to the letter in his hands, reading it aloud-- it probably explains it better than he ever could.]

Dear Sorabug: I don't know if this will reach you, but we all love you and miss you and hope you can come home to visit again soon. Maybe bring your girlfriend home next time! Everyone is doing well. Write back if you can. Love, Mom.

[dawnrise]

[The look of complete shock on Riku's face is a clear enough reaction, but she feels the need to say something anyway. What, though, she doesn't know. She's maybe a little stunned, and looks down at the bottles.]

Are all of them like that?

[bourgeons.livejournal.com]

Probably! I was gonna go through them and see if I can find the people they're for.

[Sora has his work cut out for him, as they're still piling in from the ocean-- one bottle catches a wave and rolls right past his feet and Riku's.]

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

*Your little brother is standing on the shore watching you, trying to decide how to approach you.*

[bourgeons.livejournal.com]

[Sora doesn't seem to notice him; he's completely engrossed in reading that note he pulled from the bottle. well, except to nudge another bottle toward the pile when it washes ashore.]

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

*Rikka bends down to pick up a bottle, and walks closer, handing it to you and speaking kind of shyly.*

Here you go...

[bourgeons.livejournal.com]

Huh? Oh! Thanks..

[he gets to his feet, taking the bottle and smiling brightly. he might not recognize Rikka for another few minutes, though; he's so grown up!]

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

Uh... you're welcome.

*He shuffles his feet a bit and well, you're his big brother and he kind of can't help launching right into a bro-hug since he's rather lonely.*

[bourgeons.livejournal.com]

[--whoa! he looks confused, but after a few seconds his wraps his arms around Rikka comfortingly.]

Hey.. What's the matter?

[ungracefulness.livejournal.com]

[Someone is in the surf, helping herd the drifting bottles towards shore. DANG KIDS AND THEIR RAMPANT LITTERING.]

[bourgeons.livejournal.com]

[don't mind Sora, he just jumps about a mile when he reaches for a bottle drifting toward him and he spots her nearby. he had no idea mermaids were here.]

WELL. now that I don't have as many active threads...

[chosenwielder.livejournal.com]

[That's an awful lot of bottles there. Curious, Riku will wander right in, wondering just what Sora's up to.]

What's with the bottles?

fffff lj isn't sending any notifs 8( !!!

[bourgeons.livejournal.com]

[Sora stands up- bwahahaha, he is much much taller than Riku! he folds and tucks his note away carefully.]

They're letters. Looks like there'll something for everybody here.

they're...very strange. I get some, others I don't. O_o;

[chosenwielder.livejournal.com]

[... Yeah. He's noticing the height difference. Curse you Soras and your age! He's been stuck at 15 since he got here, practically.

Nevertheless, he'll scoop up a bottle.]

But who are they from?

@___@a

[bourgeons.livejournal.com]

Whoever we have back home, I guess! The one I got is from my mom.

we should all kick it UBER hard!

[chosenwielder.livejournal.com]

Back home?

[There's a pause. Home, huh? Like he has--]

But how do they even get here?