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[antipodean]

[Open post! I need more characters that aren't Riku

antipodean here has discovered the simulation room, and after a bit of trial and error, has managed to get it to not try to kill him. That is, he's fighting low-level Heartless at the moment.

darkyang is in the kitchen, trying his hand at cooking by following written directions! It's not hard in theory, and he has managed to produce a small stack of not-burnt pancakes so far. Victoly is his.

juniorheroine is going through a closet full of girls' clothes, trying to find something that's not a dress.

notacopy has discovered his love for video games. Or actually just discovered video games in general. Either way, he's currently immersed in a Zelda game, which is loud enough that one can probably hear it out in the hallway. What is volume control?

lightyin is a bit younger than usual. Somewhere around nine or ten, and not very happy about it. To make matters worse, his clothes didn't change with him, so it's a chore just to walk around.]

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[daddyhasagun]

Shiru! Shiru!

[look who's here to interrupt your cooking session]

[darkyang]

[sdfkdfj what why interrupting?]

Kira? What's wrong?

[daddyhasagun]

[because Kira]

You're a boy, right?

[darkyang]

Uh...yeah. Why?

[Last he checked, anyway.]

[daddyhasagun]

Because I need the help of a boy, and you're one, and so you're gonna help me.

[darkyang]

I don't get a choice?

[He's going to turn off the stove, just in case whatever she needs help with involves him leaving.]

[daddyhasagun]

Of course you have a choice. But if you help me, I'll bake for you again.

[darkyang]

[He considers that a moment. But baked things do sound good.]

I'll help. But I'm holding you to that promise.

[daddyhasagun]

I wouldn't not do what I said I'd do. Oh, were you busy? You can eat first. I have to ask you some questions anyway.

[she is eyeing the non-burnt pancakes with approval]

[giveyoumy]

[Someone is going to be sneaking one of those pancakes off the stack while Shiru's back is turned. He promptly gives himself away with a sound of surprise when the taste of chocolate hits his tongue.]

[darkyang]

[Sora will find the end of a spatula in his face and a replica glaring at him once he's noticed. Though the glare turns quickly to surprise and Shiru backs off once he realizes who it is.]

Sora! I didn't realize it was you!

[Pause.]

...Are they any good?

[giveyoumy]

[Hold on, he's a little busy choking after being threatened like that. Some pancake seems to have decided to go on vacation into his lungs instead of taking the usual trip to his stomach as most food does.]

[darkyang]

[Augh! Don't choke, he doesn't know how to deal with choking very well. He'll try to pat Sora on the back to get help redirect the rogue pancake bits, though. Sorry Sora!]

[giveyoumy]

[It helps! He coughs up the bite of pancake into one hand, still cradling the rest of the pancake with the other. He looks like he's not sure what to do with it.]

[darkyang]

[Eat it, duh. Well, not the bit that he's just coughed up, the other part. Now that it's been established that neither of them are threats to one another, there's little reason for him to be surprised and choke again.]

Do you need something to drink?

[giveyoumy]

[No, he'll just dump it onto the corner of his plate, then wipe his hand off on his shirt as he nods to the question, his voice a little raspy.]

Yes, please...

[darkyang]

[How convenient that there's a glass sitting nearby. Not that it was for Sora, but it is now, after Shiru goes to fill it with water.]

I didn't mean to freak you out...

you pick; anyone with a riku face

[benighting]

[What was that? You wanted a psychopath on your hands? Too bad. There's a crazy female replica spying and probably considering how easy it would be to slice you into bits.]

This one isn't on the list up there, but clearly he needs more psycho in his life

[rikuonehalf]

[No, he did not want a psychopath, and she is terrible for spying on him; it's not like he was doing anything interesting besides heading for the library.]

She's not picky!

[benighting]

[If Riku's paying attention to his surroundings, he might sense a portal forming somewhere ahead of him, as she changes locations in hopes of catching him by surprise.]

[rikuonehalf]

[He can sense that portal, so she won't catch him entirely by surprise, unless she attacks him straight out of the portal or something. He does stop, eyeing the hallway ahead of him warily.]

Who's there?

[benighting]

[Curses. Oh well. She'll just launch herself in another portal from the ceiling and drop down in front of him, blade swinging.]

[rikuonehalf]

[sfdkda! What are you doing up there? He looks up just in time to notice her and jumps back, blade out.]

What are you doing?

[benighting]

[She leaps back and lands in a crouch, blade down in front of her.]

I'm going to kill you.

[rikuonehalf]

[He takes a step back, holding his own blade in a defensive pose. He's trying not to appear nervous, because she's doing a great job at reminding him of his replica, even if she isn't.]

No, you're not.