the end of this night is the end of our age.

[silverlocked.livejournal.com]

[sitting on the edge of a hallway to some of the rooms, waiting. doesn't seem to mind that his shirt is off, that there's a TV panel relaying news on his chest, and that the noise is audible through his ears. oh well. that's being an information unit for you.]

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[betwix0between.livejournal.com]

[he just sort of...comes up behind him, and makes his way around to Riku's front. he then sits down, acting very much like he watches the news on people's chests quite often, which, oddly enough, he just might.]

[silverlocked.livejournal.com]

[his eyes were closed, although they peek open. he speaks softly.]

T.O.P.I. has replaced us.

[betwix0between.livejournal.com]

[there is a look of open shock on his face.]

They've...created more?

[silverlocked.livejournal.com]

[there's a slow nod. he looks completely emotionless as he speaks.]

Yes. Four more A.R.O.S., three more R.I.K.U. ...

[betwix0between.livejournal.com]

[he scoffs a little bitterly.]

Four and three? Why don't the numbers match up? Do they think A.R.O.S. can function without R.I.K.U.? I guess they don't remember how inadequate I was alone.

[silverlocked.livejournal.com]

[there's a definate pause before he speaks again, his head tipping down slightly.]

They've updated both systems, and they've said that R.I.K.U. can function better now, so they don't have to keep the numbers even. They find no use to waste materials.

[betwix0between.livejournal.com]

That's all we are, right? Materials. All we are are wasted materials, in the long run. They created 'better models', right? So what does that make us? The old prototype; the trash.

R.I.K.U. can function better, so does that mean you can't? Don't they realize that when they use their materials they create someone? Don't they realize that I probably would have terminated my own system eventually, if they hadn't made you for me?

But I guess, in the end, our existence means nothing..their existence means nothing.

[silverlocked.livejournal.com]

[he reaches a hand out to take his shoulder, slowly and hesitantly.]

Sora, please... it doesn't matter anymore.

[burstbubbles.livejournal.com]

[lolwatching. cnn addict, anyone?]

[silverlocked.livejournal.com]

[pause. he opens one eye to examine the new viewer, then closes it, turning up the volume without even moving.]

[soraborg.livejournal.com]

[ registers the waves in his mind. they're annoying so he blocks them out immediately, and steps closer to look at him. ]

You're another one. A Riku robot.

[silverlocked.livejournal.com]

['another one' makes hissing noises thrown into the air.]

--I'm nothing like those others.

[soraborg.livejournal.com]

Do you believe that or are you just saying that because it's true?

[silverlocked.livejournal.com]

The latter. R.I.K.U. units are not mass-produced without major renovations. TOPI does not number it's models, either.

[soraborg.livejournal.com]

Renovations... ... I know what it feels like, to become outdated.

[silverlocked.livejournal.com]

[... he flinches a little, closing his eyes tightly. he refuses to admit he's outdated, because that--it can't be right...]

[soraborg.livejournal.com]

[ only smiles. ] I like you.

[silverlocked.livejournal.com]

[that startles him, and he looks up at him, confused and... embarrassed. what is he talking about--?]

[rifiuto.livejournal.com]

Isn't that interesting.

[watching from a distance]

[silverlocked.livejournal.com]

[erk. ... looks over at him. feels a little silly, like a deer being approached.]

... you will not spook me if you come closer, sir.

[rifiuto.livejournal.com]

[comes closer, hands in his pockets]

Where's Sora?

And don't call me "sir", really. It doesn't bother me if you're not formal.

[silverlocked.livejournal.com]

[swallows, glances over there.]

... it's a habit, sir.

Sora is... either with Roxas or attempting to sneak up on me again.

[rifiuto.livejournal.com]

[lips curl up a little bit, amusement tinging his voice]

If you'd rather do that, it's fine, just know that you aren't required to.

And neither is Sora.

[silverlocked.livejournal.com]

[... even robots like him blush, and he's increasingly getting embarrassed by this Riku... telling him what to do. it feels so weird and he's caught off guard--]

Y... yes, sir. I mean--Mast--I mean...

[rifiuto.livejournal.com]

[not really giving him orders; he knows he's not Riku's master, it's just he's not used to being called "sir"]

....Riku. It's Riku--

--my name, I mean.