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[sunset-requiem.livejournal.com]

[A common sight with massive amounts of snow would definitely be a decorated tree. In Radiant Garden there's a massive one strung with tiny colorful lights, plastic icicles and of course, snow. There's pale pastel colored, blown glass ornaments as well. One in particular seems to be weighing down a branch more than it should be.

Upon closer inspection, the curious will discover not a normal ornament but a frost-decorated, glass bottle sealed with a cork and hung by a string. Inside is the tiny figure of a sleeping Riku spread across the bottom of the container, wings wrapped around himself for warmth.]




(ooc: backdated to the event day.)

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[endlessxsky.livejournal.com]

[And as Soras are known to be attracted to random shiny things, he will be examining that tree with great interest, a longing developing in his chest for Christmas season to come. He loves the togetherness and family aspect of it all. His Heart swells as he touches ornaments here and there, marveling in the colorful lights.]

[sunset-requiem.livejournal.com]

[There's definitely some weight to one he bumps, though the occupant doesn't stir. Riku could almost be mistaken for part of an elaborate ornament himself.]

[endlessxsky.livejournal.com]

[He will of course notice the one he bumps, not wanting it to fall. Oh, is that... is that a tiny Riku in there? With wings? He knows a Riku with wings! Of course, he doesn't start talking to it or anything. It's just an ornament, right? Instead, he will shake it, vigorously! Maybe it'll snow inside!]

[sunset-requiem.livejournal.com]

[No snow, but Sora will hear a tiny cry of pain as the Riku in the bottle is woken by being knocked around the bottle.]

[endlessxsky.livejournal.com]

What?! Riku!

[His voice is a bit panicky and shocked as he rights the bottle. He peers into it, his brows furrowed and trying to see if he really hurt you.]

I'm-I'm sorry! I thought it would start snowing if I shook it! Are you okay?

[sunset-requiem.livejournal.com]

[Riku looks pretty disoriented, and one wing is bent at an odd angle. The floor of the bottle is covered in tiny feathers, with more slowly settling as he drops to his side and curls in on himself. Sora's words echo around the bottle unintelligibly, making him cringe in preparation for another shake.]

now that lj isn't making me snarly

[endlessxsky.livejournal.com]

[oh god oh god he keeps the bottle level and casts a Cura on you in case he hurt you.]

I'm so sorry!

it liked me most of the time >3>

[sunset-requiem.livejournal.com]

[It helps ease much of his pain and any bruising he got from the wake-up call, but there's only so much that spells can do for broken bones. He's really much more fragile like this compared to Sora's size and strength. At any rate, Riku has one wing pulled tightly against his back now, the other stretched out awkwardly as he covers his ears, wincing.]

maybe I'm not feeding it the right things

[endlessxsky.livejournal.com]

[he would flail if he could, and just sort of peers in, not knowing what to do -- he speaks much more softly, like you would to a sleeping puppy.]

Riku?

[empyrean-sent.livejournal.com]

[A (very much human) Sora is stopping when he sees that ornament, pressing his fingers against it and tapping very lightly with one nail.]

[sunset-requiem.livejournal.com]

[He'll see the wings twitch, one moving to cover Riku's head. This leaves his feet bare, until those are abruptly pulled beneath the feathers as well. The glass is quite cold from the weather, but he's dealing as best he can while trying to keep from waking fully.]

[empyrean-sent.livejournal.com]

Rikuuuu.

[TAP TAP TAP. He's going to put his face right up to that ornament.]

Wake up!

[sunset-requiem.livejournal.com]

[Sora's voice makes Riku's eyes cross at the loud noise it creates inside the bottle, and the edge of his wing lifts. That is one baleful glare you're getting, Sora.]

[empyrean-sent.livejournal.com]

[Sora puts his hands up in a desperate gesture, pleading for his attention and also for him not to be angry.]

I thought it was you. You can sleep later! I'll take you somewhere warm!

[sunset-requiem.livejournal.com]

[It's hard to figure out what Sora's trying to say, but he does look mollified by the reaction. He doesn't really feel like getting up right now though, because every time he moves it means touching cold glass that hasn't soaked up what body heat he has.]

[empyrean-sent.livejournal.com]

[Well Sora's putting one gloved hand beneath the ornament to hold it in place when he unhooks it from the tree.]

How do you get out of there?

/s-sleeps

[sunset-requiem.livejournal.com]

[If he knew, he certainly wouldn't still be in there. The most obvious way would be to remove the cork from the bottle, but he hasn't got the strength to dislodge it on his own.]

/slowly brings back all my characters >>;

[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

[Don't worry, Riku, the giant in the red dress will get you out of there. She notes the wings and recognizes who is trapped in that bottle immediately, but when she notices he's sleeping, she's careful to not shake it as she removes the cork and lifts it off the branch.]

yay \o/

[sunset-requiem.livejournal.com]

[Since she's taking such pains to be careful it won't wake him. The brush of cool air through the bottle will make him hunch a little tighter in his sleep, though.]

/easily enabled...

[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

[She tilts the bottle ever so carefully to send him sliding slowly out of it. She's still trying not to wake him, but the movement might have anyways.]

[sunset-requiem.livejournal.com]

[The fact that his wings are wrapped around him helps her methods considerably. The feathers let him slowly slip from one end to the other, though he stirs a little when he's shifted from the bottom of the bottle to the side. Namine will end up with a Riku hardly bigger than her smallest finger curled up in the palm of her hand, with little more than the top of his head and his feet visible.]

[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

[She smirks a bit down at him, shaking her head while looking amused. But the sudden warmth from her hands closing carefully over him should help warm him considerably, at least.]

[sunset-requiem.livejournal.com]

[The lack of light when she does that just as noticeable as the sudden pocket of warmth. She'll feel him relax his wings briefly before shivering, and if she tried to peek she'll find him watching her with a sleepily curious expression. If she chooses not to look, then she'll feel him simply go still again as he lets the warmth lull him back into a doze.]

[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

[She doesn't look, not wanting to wake him with the cold. Soon enough, she has poofed them back inside where she grabs a fuzzy, warm blanket and wraps him up in it instead.]

[sunset-requiem.livejournal.com]

[He is going to be swimming in that blanket. She'll hear a faint sneeze and see a handful of tiny feathers fly up, shortly followed by Riku himself peering out to see what's going on.]