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[dawnrise]

[ In a relatively silent hall of the dressing room, the sudden sound of a wall splitting seems to come from nowhere. Cracks weave across the surface like a spider's web, making the wall tremble and shake. Dark sand leaks from the narrow openings, a small precursor for what comes next -- part of the wall crumbles away and a small mountain of sand spills from it, carrying in a young woman with silver hair.

She's barefoot, dressed in plain black robes, and appears to be unconscious as she comes to a stop splayed across the floor. Half-buried in sand though she still is, it's a familiar face she brings back. ]

[[ooc: my over-two-month hiatus is overrrrr ♥ edit: sleep. tags in the morning Imissedyouall ;;]]

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[fakedshadow.livejournal.com]

[... I think Riku crying might break Amina a little.]

Good. Try not to get soft on me, okay?

[dawnrise]

[As if she'd ever let Amina see her cry. That makes her snort.]

Like I would.

[fakedshadow.livejournal.com]

Hey, you never know.

[...mission accomplished?]

[dawnrise]

I definitely know.

[It's easy to let that cocky tone of voice come back when she's around Amina, you know. Not that mean one. The casual, friendly kind. This is a good thing, oddly enough.]

[fakedshadow.livejournal.com]

[That's because they're Pokemon rivals, duh. (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jt5c5MqkUxw)]

Maybe we should spar sometime, then.

fffffffff

[dawnrise]

Sure.

[Streeeetch.]

Let me know when you're ready to get your ass kicked.

[Again. :D]