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[ There's a steady stream of rain pouring down this hall, water inches deep in places and still rising. It's blocking off the main area and even the path to the kitchen, and the floor inside is slick from wet footprints. At the the kitchen table sits a Riku, head bent back over the chair. He's dripping from head to toe, wearing nothing more than jeans and a soaking wet, open grey coat. In front of him is a glass of ice and a small book, and if one is really observant, they might sense something otherworldly about him. ]

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[In comes someone with a blanket over their head, not even noticing him at first in their haste to get out of the rain. When the blanket is yanked off there's a Sora underneath, his hair plastered to his head. There's mud splashed up his legs and he looks much like a wet cat, and as happy as one to boot.]

[Riku lifts his head up just enough to have a look at him, then drops it back down with his eyes closed.]

Get caught in the rain?

[Unless Riku wants to be bashed over the head with the nearest handy object, it would be best if he looked fully human to Sora. Just saying. Sora's busy attempting to dry his hair with a kitchen towel, having dropped the blanket as soon as he found something drier.]

Mmph. I don't like getting wet.

[He's got it covered. If Sora didn't notice to begin with, he's not about to flaunt his unique little traits.]

I never would have guessed.

[GTFO, rain. This Riku's ducking into the kitchen, hoping it's drier than in the hallway. Good thing he decided shoes were unnecessary today, or else they'd be filled with water. But his jeans are still wet, and that also sucks.

He notices the other Riku fairly quickly and pauses his attempts to squeeze the water from his pants to go see if the other guy is alive. Pokepoke your shoulder, other Riku.]

It makes me get sick. What about you, aren't you cold?

[He's getting used to seeing so many people that look alike, though he's wary of Rikus picking on him.]

What.

[He gets a stare identical to his own aimed at him, but Riku doesn't move otherwise. Jeez, he's breathing, shouldn't that be enough for you?]

Freezing. But I'm not going back out there until the rain lets up.

[Don't worry, Sora. He won't pick on you. Probably.]

I'd offer my blanket, but it's not much help right now.

That's fine. Maybe you can give me something else instead.

Like what? I'll warn you now, I haven't got much. I'll share what I can, though.

[He isn't very materialistic, so he doesn't have another blanket.]

[There are just some days when one regrets choosing white as their usual style.

Namine walks into the kitchen, in a slightly more mature version of the Namine dress, hey, she needed to change things up at least a little after a couple of years, wringing water out of her hair.

She goes straight over to the fridge, glancing at Riku as she passes him.]

Not bothered by getting wet, huh?

[Nope.]

Nothing. It can't be very comfortable to sit like that.

[He's used to Rikustares, though not from male Rikus.]

I just want to know where I am.

[See? He is clearly a Riku with no idea where he is.]

[He could be female if Riku wanted.]

You'd be surprised. What's this 'nothing'? Did you think I was asleep? That I'd drowned?

Oh. I'm afraid I'm not much help.. I can't remember what this place is called, I just know that we can't get out. Sorry.

[If she asked, he'd be happy to tell her that he thinks white is a very nice look on her. Especially right now.]

A little water never hurt anyone.

[The least helpful Sora in the DR. Is he at least gaining sympathy points?]

Why not? Or do you know?

I didn't really understand when someone tried to tell me, no.

[More like Sora's feeling like an idiot, but he really does have trouble wrapping his brain around being in a whole other world from his own most of the time.]

[She doesn't generally ask people's opinion on her clothes for no reason. And she's not about to draw attention to it now of all times. But still, she'd appreciate that!]

True.

[Soda get. She notices his glass of ice though.]

Want a drink? Or are you happy with your ice?

[Hey, different people like different things. Who's to say he doesn't just like ice.]

[As long as it's not female Riku. That would just be weird.]

One or the other, yeah.

Right. It seems complicated, from what I saw.

[Which was very little, but apparently more than he was letting on.]

[Fun-sucker. He smirks.]

Do I look like a corpse to you?

[She gets the smallest ghost of a smile - any Riku would give it, that was on good terms with a Namine - and shakes his head.]

I'm good. Thanks anyway.

[She smiles back and shrugs, closing the fridge and walking over to sit at the table. She doesn't feel like going back out into the rain just yet.]

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