winter coat;

[frostedwaters.livejournal.com]

[There must be something about Kairis in the kitchen lately. Except this one doesn’t look like a Kairi at all- more like a rabbit, actually. If a rabbit could look baffled, this one would, sitting on the floor by the table for the time being. That is, until she goes looking for some assistance to reverse this chain of events.]

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[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[Hey look, it's the your closest-thing-to-a-BFF walking in the door now! He doesn't notice the bunny, instead heading for the fridge for a drink.]

[frostedwaters.livejournal.com]

[sdfgds do not want getting stepped on ;; The first instinct is to scramble out of the way, but... wait, that smells like one charcoal-scented Roxas. Hmm.

Be careful when you turn around. There's a red rabbit sitting at your feet.]

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[He moves to turn and--]

Agh!!

[There goes his lemonade, spilling all over the floor. He just sighs, looking down at the rabbit.]

Where did you come from?

[frostedwaters.livejournal.com]

[I'd love to tell you all about my escapade, but. You don't speak rabbit.

No wait, let me spell it out for you. That lemonade is rearranging itself in a rather peculiar way. Into the letters R-O-X-A-S, specifically.]

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[He doubletakes at it, eyes widening a bit.]

What the hell?!

[frostedwaters.livejournal.com]

[Hops over to that spilled lemonade, sitting next to it while the water in it rearranges again. K, A, I, R...]

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

Ka..i...ri!?

[He kneels down, carefully picking the bun up.]

Kairi?!

[frostedwaters.livejournal.com]

[There go the ears, drooping in embarrassment. You got it. Confirmed by how cool said bun's fur feels.]

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[He carefully cradles her in his arms, before grabbing a towel to clean up the lemonade with real quick.]

So what happened? A spell? Or maybe a poisoned carrot?

[frostedwaters.livejournal.com]

[Well, now that you cleaned up my writing material, I guess you'll never know. She's scrambling to get down again though, so she can hop toward the table. There's a small open bottle with some kind of tag on it.]

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

Hey, relax...

[He'll walk her over to the table and set her down on it carefully.]

Is that what you drank from?

[frostedwaters.livejournal.com]

[Must be, with the way she's trying to get more out of the bottle. The tag reads "drink me", which is what she's currently attempting to do.]

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[Does he need to open it for her.]

[indarknesslost.livejournal.com]

[while you're looking baffled, there's a Riku passing by with a long white cane sweeping a controlled arc in front of him. he isn't stopping in the kitchen, however.]

[frostedwaters.livejournal.com]

[Uh oh. This could be difficult without the ability to speak, but she'll try to get his attention somehow. And if it means hopping in the way of that cane, so be it.]

[indarknesslost.livejournal.com]

[with as many people and children trapped here, he isn't swinging it very hard, thankfully. one never knows who or what you may bump into.]

Hm?

[frostedwaters.livejournal.com]

[Don't mind the strange sensation of a rabbit pawing at your pant leg, just be careful when bending down.]

[indarknesslost.livejournal.com]

[are you trying to give him a heart-attack? he isn't bending down, he's stumbling backward in surprise after feeling something at his leg. it didn't hurt though, and after a couple seconds it registers that it had been something furry. ...he's slooowly running that cane in front of himself again, preferring to investigate with it first before offering his hand.]

[frostedwaters.livejournal.com]

[She just stills, waiting for him to poke and prod with the cane. Gently, she hopes.]

[indarknesslost.livejournal.com]

[if she's being still, she'll only feel the cane gently run up against her side. he'll pause, waiting to see if the 'object' moves and if it doesn't, he'll use the cane to run lightly up her side, over, and down to the other. only then will he drop to one knee to reach out, ready to snatch his hand away if it isn't what he thinks it is.]

[frostedwaters.livejournal.com]

[She stays as still as possible, trying not to startle him. Strange that the tiny rabbit is worried about scaring the larger-than-her human, but... well. Once he reaches out, she'll gently nudge at his hand with her nose.]

[indarknesslost.livejournal.com]

[that was a very manly sound he made, Kairi. just so you know. it looks like he's straining to see, his brow furrowed as he tries to figure this out. he's very quickly discovered it's a small animal, but what kind would paw his leg, then not move when he ran his cane over them? his hand slowly returns from where he'd snatched it back, his fingers seeking out the size of her; it's the ears that really give it away.]

... a rabbit?

[frostedwaters.livejournal.com]

[She's pleased that he's figured that much out, and it gives her hope that maybe she can explain the rest of her situation even in this state. Any time his hand comes close, she tries to rub against it. Not that Riku would necessarily know the average body temperature of a rabbit, but she certainly seems cool to the touch.]

[indarknesslost.livejournal.com]

You're cold. Is that why you were pawing at me?

[he's never heard of a rabbit doing something like that to a human before, though. he's going to set the cane down beside them and reach out to try to scoop the rabbit up if it'll let him.]

[frostedwaters.livejournal.com]

[She'll certainly let him pick her up, though she still can't answer him, unfortunately.]