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[fatedsacrifice.livejournal.com]

--Sora! ...Sora?

[he's looking around frantically, one hand pressed firmly against his abdomen, where there's a growing red stain peeking out through his fingers. but he doesn't seem to mind, instead getting to shaky feet and stumbling a few paces to the left, and then to the right.]

Goddamnit, Sora! What the hell...this wasn't where we were battling! I--

[he grunts in pain, gasping a bit and stopping with his movement.]

Sora!

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[[ooc: There was a lot of talk about Loveless-verse characters the other day, and since I had this guy created before all that, I thought I should post before someone else claimed Riku. xD;  Yes, he's the Sacrifice. Yes, Sora is his Fighter. Yes, he still has his ears. :x
Small, non-cat children might freak him out, and all cat-characters will probably help to convince him more people are total non-virgins. So. Have fun~?]]

Comments

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

Stop yelling, Riku!

[he grouches, fingers still plugged in his ears.]

[fatedsacrifice.livejournal.com]

[he looks a little exasperated at that, if only half-heartedly.]

Well, excuse me for worrying..

[he falls on his ass, then, gracelessly, and just as he's opening his mouth to make another comment, or perhaps to curse at himself, he pauses.]

...What happened to your ears, Sora?

ugh spelling.

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[unplugs his ears and tugs at them for good measure.]

Nothing? They're fine?

[foundherhope.livejournal.com]

(she gasps, horrified, then runs up to Riku)

Are you okay? Do-do you need help?

[fatedsacrifice.livejournal.com]

[he looks a her with a hint of surprise in his eye, but it melts to relief when the wound throbs.]

I've had worse..but I wouldn't mind a little assistance.

1/2

[foundherhope.livejournal.com]

Well...I just got here, but...

(she winces, realizing she isn't at home, and can't help whoever this is as much as she would like to.)

2/2

[foundherhope.livejournal.com]

(But, she's going to help in whatever way she can.)

What happened?

[parasitically.livejournal.com]

Whoa.

You okay? That's a lot of blood.

[fatedsacrifice.livejournal.com]

[he just stares with a sort of shocked look, and then he shakes his head a little and looks down.]

Yeah...I guess I must have lost a lot of it. I'm hallucinating.

[parasitically.livejournal.com]

Hallucinating?

[he starts to dig in his pocket for one of those mysterious soul medicines, but stops.]

Oh, you mean...

[he gestures to the other Sora and himself.]

[fire-spawn.livejournal.com]

You have kitty ears! [reeeeach]

[fatedsacrifice.livejournal.com]

[ohgodno. he shifts back a little, grunting and pressing his hand against his stomach.]

And you...don't?

[he openly stares. earless!Sora was bad enough, but this girl looked so young!]

[fire-spawn.livejournal.com]

Nope. Can you tell me how to get them?

[itwontfade.livejournal.com]

...

[more cats. puppy is displeased.]

[fatedsacrifice.livejournal.com]

...

Figures. The person I know without his ears has some.

[itwontfade.livejournal.com]

[flick.]

Is there a problem with this.

[checkedcat.livejournal.com]

You smell different from the other cat-Riku.

[fatedsacrifice.livejournal.com]

[he's still trying to grasp the concept of doubles, so the comment throws him off guard for a moment.]

I'm a human. Where I'm from...we have ears and tails when we're born. But we usually lose them after--

[he falters.]

--a while.

[checkedcat.livejournal.com]

They fall off?

[kittyboy is not amused.]

lol wrong icon

[yourfighter.livejournal.com]

Riku?!

[ooc: took me long enough]

[fatedsacrifice.livejournal.com]

[he picks his head up, and freezes at the sight of little cat ears.]

S-Sora?

[yourfighter.livejournal.com]

[a-and he's running over to Riku; noticing the bloodstains on his shirt]

Are you okay?!

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

Sora? We've got loads of them. Rockstar Soras, red Soras, that one weird one with the wings- what kind would you like?

[smirking a little at seeing him in such obvious pain]

[fatedsacrifice.livejournal.com]

Mine, preferably..

[he offers her a rather striking glare, but it isn't as intimidating as it probably should be, what with him curled in on himself with a hand covering a wound. but it's obvious he knows her, what with the intensity of the look.]

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

That doesn't tell me anything, new boy.