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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.]

[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.]

you

[empyrean-sent.livejournal.com]

[He can do that part. Unless the DR won't let him or something. But! He's going to try!]

[sunset-requiem.livejournal.com]

[There's nothing stopping Sora from doing it, no. When he does it lets in a rush of cold air, making Riku sit up and huddle with his wings around him tighter.]

[empyrean-sent.livejournal.com]

Oh no!

[He holds the ornament closer to his chest, wrapping his arms around it.]

Can you get out now?

[sunset-requiem.livejournal.com]

Can you turn the bottle on its side?

[Really, this is not a good time to be in his usual thin, white cotton pants.]

[empyrean-sent.livejournal.com]

[He nods and carefully, slowly tilts it, holding his hand out in case Riku goes tumbling.]

[sunset-requiem.livejournal.com]

[Riku will slowly crawl out of the mouth of the bottle into Sora's palm, looking very relieved to be out of there. He's hardly bigger than the smallest of Sora's fingers, and is going to press himself to Sora's thumb in both a hug and a need for heat. His feet probably feel like tiny ice cubes.]

Thank you... Why are you human?

[empyrean-sent.livejournal.com]

I don't know. It just happened.

[He transfers what remains of the ornament to the crook of his elbow, holding Riku up close to his chest and shielding him with his other hand.]

[sunset-requiem.livejournal.com]

[He is very unabashedly burrowing up against Sora's chest, making use of his clothing to help retain some warmth.]

You'll be fine, don't worry.

[empyrean-sent.livejournal.com]

I'm not so sure. Everything is different. I feel so closed off.

[He's going to start walking toward a building with a much more comfortable temperature.]

[sunset-requiem.livejournal.com]

That does take some getting used to... But you know, you're not really alone.

[Has he mentioned that Sora is his favorite human in the world right now?]

[empyrean-sent.livejournal.com]

Oh, of course not. I know that. I feel... less attuned, I guess? I never realized how many distractions came with a human body.