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[ This probably isn't a very good training exercise.

Either way, there's a small skating rink wedged into a room, and Riku's taken it upon himself to try it out. He's only skated on lakes and unpolished ponds before, so something so smooth is new to him. He's a speed skater, so the wind blows in his face as he speeds around on his skates. The dressing room was even kind enough to give him the old ones he had. Skating's the only real pasttime Riku has. He sinks down low, making himself faster, before he jumps up and lands on his feet once more--only backwards. He's skating backwards. He's not so good at that, though, because he stumbles and falls flat on his butt. ]

Ugh--I need more practice...

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[Since he doesn't want to break Riku's concentration, a certain fellow just takes a seat in the doorway and watches. Despite how many duplicates this place is riddled with, he'd know that little guy's scent anyplace]

[ He feels eyes on him, and looks around--but Sora isn't quite in his line of vision, so he gets up and tries again. As soon as he jumps and spins the next time, he realizes Sora's there and fwup, there he is on the ice again. Just staring at Sora. ]

[Oops, looks like he sort of is a distraction anyhow. That's cue for a little wave and a smile then]

Hey.

[ Sora, unfortunately, doesn't have some very big defining features. Just let him see your teeth or something. ]

Uh... hey?

[Sorry, he just looks eighteen and smiling's about as much showing as he can do when you're over there, kiddo]

I didn't know you could skate.

You...?

[ Wait. He freezes up-- and it's bizarre to Sora, probably, but--]

When did you meet me?

[Mulls that over, scratching his cheek]

Maybe...a week ago?

Where?

[ Gotta make sure this is his Sora. ]

Well, you were tied to a tree.

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