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[lightyin]

[If you're near this particular kitchen and/or have a decent sense of smell, you might notice that someone's been pretty busy this afternoon.

There's a Riku in said kitchen, still dressed in his pajamas despite being out of his house and it being early afternoon, hanging out by the stove. If the smell doesn't say anything about what he's been doing, then the plate by the stove sure does.

He's been cooking bacon. Just bacon, to the tune of several packages, the empty ones either sitting in a trashcan or around the trashcan, haphazardly tossed there. The plate has a good-sized stack of already cooked stuff on it.

Care to bother him/ask wtf he's doing?]

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[frisbeeoflight]

So can I have some?

[lightyin]

Sure.

[He gestures at the plate, implying that Lea has to come over and get it himself. He doesn't bite, promise.]

[frisbeeoflight]

[well of course he doesn't, he's a Riku (probably!), so Lea's not shy in the least] Thanks, man!

[alright, eating bacon now. so no speaking while eating (ususally)]

[lightyin]

[He nods, and then grabs some for himself. Excuse him, Lea, he's going to stare at you for a minute. He seems familiar, but strange at the same time.]

Hey. Are you an Axel?

[frisbeeoflight]

[meanwhile, he's still trying to figure out whether this is a Riku or a Replika]

Nope, the name's Lea. L-e-a! I hope you get it memorized.

[lightyin]

[Yup, definitely an Axel. Or a pre-Axel, anyway. He's welcome to ask Riku which one he is, he won't mind.]

Lea, got it. Sorry for the mistake.

[frisbeeoflight]

[well, he was trying to guess] And you... are you a Riku or somebody else?

[lightyin]

Got it in one. I'm a Riku.

[It's still a little weird for him to refer to himself as 'a' Riku.]

[frisbeeoflight]

Wow, you've really grown up!

[realising that it sounds a bit stupid, really] Sorry, the one I know is still a little kid. Geez, I'm acting like some old aunt.