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[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

[Rikka is haunting Twilight Town today, and can be found sitting on the bell tower dressed for relaxing in jeans and a tight pale yellow t-shirt. It's nice to take a break from making sure his family and friends stay safe, and looking for clues as to where Marluxia's hiding. Not even his artwork is holding his interest today. Instead, he's been visiting the vendors around town looking for... acne relief. Apparently, not sleeping, training obsessively and teenage boy oils do not mix well, and he has broken out all over his face. His little sister is not the only one who has a degree of vanity, and he just wants his face to stop looking like an Italian entree. There's a whole bag of different bottles, creams, medications and gels, and he just wants to find the one that has the least amount of steps, since there was obviously no one to advise him about which one would actually work. Yay self-esteem issues.]

Comments

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

[pinged like she was hit by the fist of an angry fashion god! your sister seems to be wandering around without a visible bodyguard again, window shopping around Twilight Town]

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

[dammit why do all of these creams have more steps than toaster pastries? he unscrews the cap of one bottle and takes a careful sniff. he must like the scent, because he sniffs it again.]

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

[there might be some distant familiar squealing, as Kira spots some super cute sandals]

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

[that definitely catches his attention, but he makes no moves to get up. he can see you're safe, and lets you squeal over any old retarded thing you want.]

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

[she dashes into the shop and comes out with her arms full of things in a disturbingly short amount of time; unfortunately she can't see over her armful and trips on the cobblestones, taking a nasty spill]

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

[oh jeez, well he can't just leave that alone, though he is totally rolling his eyes. coming over now, probably not as fast as he could.]

almost forgot I had her nickname people

[sparksthefire.livejournal.com]

[Akane seems a little down, but she smiles and waves when she spots Rikka.]

I think that might just be overkill, Shadow.

she is just his Akane~

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

[he is so. embarrassed. and he narrows his eyes and looks away in a pout.]

Yeah, well.

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

[she's plopped on the ground, nursing a skinned knee and palms]

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

[aww, well he crouches beside you and fishes out a Potion, uncorking it]

Maybe if you wore shoes that were practical for everyday living...

[but his harsh tone belies tenderness when he rubs the liquid on your knee]

[sparksthefire.livejournal.com]

[starts searching through the bag]

This one works pretty well.

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

[casts a look sideways so that he can see which bottle you're referring to]

... that's nice.

[puts his cheek in his hand so that he can pretend to be uninterested, and so you can't see how ugly his face is]

[sparksthefire.livejournal.com]

And don't try to burn them off. It doesn't work.

[She has a scar from that. It's hidden by her hair though.]

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

... you can do that?

[... uh-oh]

[mizu-melody.livejournal.com]

[Demyx has been so lost since the DR went topsy turvey. It's great to see a familiar face--even if that face is all acne-ridden today.]

Rikka!

[Pause-blink]

Whoa....

the first comment sounded wrong, sry XD

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

[he was happy to see you too, since now that you aren't neighbors anymore he misses you! that is, until you said 'whoa', and now he's looking away, his cheeks burning under his bloodshot and dark baggy eyes]

[sparksthefire.livejournal.com]

No!

[What has she done. D:]

LJ currently isn't sending alerts so I missed it. XDD

[mizu-melody.livejournal.com]

Ahh... It's not that bad, really. I didn't even notice until I got in close...! [Trying to be helpful but probably isn't at all.]

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

[he just looks thoughtful! who knew clearing up acne would cost MP?]

oh, well nm then! XD

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

[he glares with contempt at the bag of medications]

Not your fault I'm ugly.

XD

[mizu-melody.livejournal.com]

[Oh, Rikka... D: So insecure...]

Your not ugly! Acne happens to everyone. Your really cute Rikka! [Says what he thinks waaaay too easily sometimes.]

my connection keeps crashing T_T

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

[she sniffles a little trying not to be a crybaby]

M-my shoes are... are just fine...!

[actually one of her heels broke off]

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

[well, he is a fresh, green little seventeen year old D: and cute doesn't sit well either, even though he truly is absolutely adorable.]

I don't want to be cute! I wish I looked...

[... more like his Dad, who is bigger, taller, more manly than his Mama, even when he's a dude. sigh.]

Now I'm just ugly.

I noticed :c

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

[he doesn't even feel like arguing with you to make himself feel better. he just gets you cleaned up, pouring some in your hands for you to rub in]

Put on the sandals. They'll be easier to walk in.

[he'll stand up and cork the bottle, trying to get away before you say something stupid about his face]

[sparksthefire.livejournal.com]

[facepalm]

Not my fault.