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[fromshadow]

[This Riku is laying on the ground in the garden, a mystery novel over his face. He's pretty obviously napping, something he hasn't done under an "open sky" for what feels like far, far too long. It's been a while since he's returned to the dressing room, but he's still hit with how peaceful it is compared to where he'd been previously.]

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[rosa-moschata.livejournal.com]

[there's a soft rustling sound, as pale green vines slowly work their way toward him over the grass.]

[fromshadow]

[He's immediately awake, though he hasn't moved in the slightest and his breathing hasn't even changed. He's too used to being ambushed while "sleeping", he can't sleep when there's an unknown presence nearby.]

[rosa-moschata.livejournal.com]

[if he can sense Marluxia's presence, he'll find it some distance away and unmoving. unlike the vines, two of which are now investigating his foot.]

[fromshadow]

[...He's going to kick at them, and then sit up, eyes narrowed and ears back.]

[rosa-moschata.livejournal.com]

[they'll jerk back a moment, then creep toward him again, investigating]

[fromshadow]

Go away.

[Yes, he's talking to vines. And waving his book at them. Shoo.]

[rosa-moschata.livejournal.com]

[one of them dodges the book, then actually looks affronted, if possible. the end of it is wagging at Riku much in the way one would shake their finger in someone's face while telling them off.

the other vine is simply creeping into the crevice between Riku's foot and his shoe.]

[fromshadow]

[Careful, vine, or he's going to move his leg and smash where you're creeping in against the ground.]

[rosa-moschata.livejournal.com]

[he would get gooey vine guts on himself if he did. it's just prodding a bit, before moving to investigate his shoelaces. overall, the vines aren't really being more than a nuisance. a very long nuisance, as they stretch across the grass and through a flowerbed to a tree in the distance.]

[fromshadow]

[If he were to stand up, would they trip him? He wants to know what the hell is going on.]

[rosa-moschata.livejournal.com]

[well, he might want to untangle the one from his shoelaces first before attempting to walk.]

[fromshadow]

[He'll do that, in that case, and head toward where they're coming from.]

[rosa-moschata.livejournal.com]

[they'll follow him back as he goes, and when he reaches the end he'll find a Marluxia with very dirty hands and more dirt on his knees, fast asleep and surrounded by fifteen or so more vines. about ten feet away is a patch of tilled earth, creeping vines disappearing into it.]

[illumifated.livejournal.com]

[Roxas is hanging out in a nearby tree, reaching for one of the apples just out of reach- until it falls, landing probably somewhere close to sleepyhead over there. If not hitting him directly. Whoops.]

[fromshadow]

[...Ow. Why do you. He moves the book away from his face, squinting up into the tree.]

[illumifated.livejournal.com]

Sorry. My bad.

[Here's hoping you're not a grumpyku- oh wait they all are.

Back to reaching for high-hanging fruit.]

[fromshadow]

...no problem.

[Oh, it's a Roxas. Is this where he stares in total surprise.]

[illumifated.livejournal.com]

[Feel free to stare, he'll be struggling with getting another apple over here.]

[fromshadow]

...Roxas?

[He's a tad confused, and surprised, and possibly sounding a bit hopeful.]

[illumifated.livejournal.com]

[He was reeeaching out for one of the apples when that distracts him and down he goes, landing with a thump. All this is followed shortly by a muffled curse.]

That's me.

[fromshadow]

...sorry about that.

[Does he need a Cure or anything.]

[illumifated.livejournal.com]

[He'll live.]

What did you want, anyway?

[fromshadow]

[That makes him pause and he shakes his head, moving to stand up and dust himself off hurriedly.]

Nothing, sorry.

[illumifated.livejournal.com]

If you're sure.

[Pauses.]

...You're not going to take that apple then, are you?

[fromshadow]

No.

[But he will pick it up and bring it over to him.]

Here.