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[introverte-d.livejournal.com]

[roxas is sprawled out on his stomach, chin in his palm with his elbow pressing into the carpet. with his other hand, he reaches out, carefully nudging some small, colorfully painted shells. after a few prods and pokes, a small, red-orange claw creeps out of one of the shells.]

Man, hermit crabs are boring...

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[rikufu.livejournal.com]

[ ... one of riku's feet nearly smashes a few shells. he bends down. ]

Prob'ly should've picked a pet that actually does something.

[introverte-d.livejournal.com]

[roxas glances up, absently rolling a shell over.]

I think I saw a lion roaming around earlier...

[rikufu.livejournal.com]

[ he's got this look on his face patented. pending, even. ]

... say what.

[introverte-d.livejournal.com]

[he nods, picking up a shell and placing it on riku's foot.]

Yeah. I did that whole no moving thing. You know, 'it can only see you if you move', but I think that only works with dinosaurs.

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[rikufu.livejournal.com]

[ still making that face ... ]

[rikufu.livejournal.com]

[ at some point he snaps out of it, rolling the shell around on his sock. or trying to, anyway. ]

Tch.

[introverte-d.livejournal.com]

[he decides not to mention that he's pretty sure the lion was able to talk, and instead, he sits up, stretching his arms out.]

I was going to go swim today, but then I found these hermit crabs and I thought they'd be interesting. Turns out I was wrong.

[rikufu.livejournal.com]

[ that's probably the best for riku. ]

I could've told you that.

[introverte-d.livejournal.com]

This one's painted to look like a turtle. That's a little bit interesting, right?

[no, it isn't, but roxas is grasping for straws.]

[rikufu.livejournal.com]

Aren't there real turtles?

[introverte-d.livejournal.com]

Maybe. ... Probably.

[reaches out to pluck the crab from riku's foot.]

I think I'm gonna go find the pool. ... you wanna come?

[rikufu.livejournal.com]

Eh ...

[ shrugs, but he's holding a hand out to roxas, anyway. ]

[introverte-d.livejournal.com]

[laughs a little, grasping riku's hand and hoisting himself to his feet.]

You don't have to. Just askin'.

[heartshero.livejournal.com]

[suddenly, a Sora. crouching down right next to you.]

Aren't those supposed to be at the beach?

[introverte-d.livejournal.com]

[for whatever reason, soras make him a bit jumpy and he tenses up for a moment.]

Uh... yeah, I guess.

[heartshero.livejournal.com]

[even when they're still dressed in their school uniform? really, he's pretty harmless. he doesn't even notice the tensing.]

What made you bring them all the way over here?

[introverte-d.livejournal.com]

[it's a long, old story. either way, the moment of wariness is over and roxas picks up a shell, painted like a turtle.]

I didn't. I was just walking through when I found them here. Almost stepped on this one.

[heartshero.livejournal.com]

[he's immediately plunking down, holding out his hand to hold it]

Wow, that looks like it might have taken a while.

[introverte-d.livejournal.com]

[he smiles faintly, gingerly placing the hermit crab in sora's palm.]

Yeah, I guess. I didn't paint them, though. They're not mine.

[heartshero.livejournal.com]

[hard not to smile at that, and Sora brings up both hands in case it decides to move around]

D'you think they're someone's pets?

[introverte-d.livejournal.com]

[he nods, absently poking at another shell, this one painted with colorful polka dots.]

Probably. Don't know why someone would just leave them here, though.

[heartshero.livejournal.com]

... What if something bad happened to them?

[introverte-d.livejournal.com]

What, like... if someone stepped on them or something?

[heartshero.livejournal.com]

No, not the crabs. Whoever painted them.

[introverte-d.livejournal.com]

[cants his head a little, a slight look of concern on his face.]

O-oh. I didn't think of that...