kingdomdressing | are you ready to stand?

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riku

are you ready to stand?

[he's found a nice violin and is playing it diligently, quiet and sweet. he might not be able to speak anymore, but doesn't a song speak for itself? his foot's tapping to the beat, eyes closed.]

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[he opens his eyes to glance at him through a rest before he goes straight back, weaving through fortissimos and piano, dynamics and high notes. not that fast, sounds more of a romantic song than anything.]

[positively delighted! hugs his notebook to his chest a little tighter, that smile not leaving his lips]

[when he finishes, he glances over at him, questioningly. he has a notebook right beside his feet, but it could be easily filled with notes.]

[blinks a little, tilting his head. smiling sheepishly he opened up his, flipping through pages of conversations- ah, there we go, blank pages! writes something down before holding it up]

I'm sorry, did I do something wrong? Like interrupting you? I couldn't help myself, your music is so beautiful.

[hey, he pulls out a pencil, writing just below it and giving it back to him. his face might be a li~ttle red.]

You didn't do anything wrong, I was just surprised that someone wanted to listen to something like that.

[looks relieved, he was really worried that he may have done something to offend. smiling, though now he was curious]

Are you kidding? You're incredible!

You know, you don't have to write in this if you don't want to, unless you can't talk either?

[he awkwardly parts his lips, a breath pushed out. it's supposed to be a nervous chuckle, but the sound isn't quite there.]

Not really. I wrote that when I was bored.

... no, I can't talk anymore. Wish I could.

[ponders that for a moment]

You're just being modest, not many people can do what you do. Take me for instance, I don't have a musical bone in my body. Well... I can hit stuff and say I'm drumming, but that's about it.

...I'm sorry to hear that. It's not easy, but I've gotten used to it. And hey... my penmanship has improved!

[shy smile]

Not many make it to advanced violin, that's true. But there are professionals I have to live up to. Like my instructor. Too bad she's not here.

... I guess that's good. If you mind sharing, how'd it happen? Born that way?

[he smiles a little, pulling a little at the scarf that hides his neck wound.]

I'm sure you'll be great!

I don't mind, it happened a long time ago. I wasn't born this way, but I was involved with something pretty tragic. Well... I haven't spoken since then. And now I just... can't.

[small, sad smile]

Well, thanks.

[he looks honestly surprised at that, his gaze softening after a moment.]

... oh. I guess it's kind of like me, then.

[n-nearly drops his pencil, but quickly recovers]

Really? Wow... I've never met someone like me before.

I know it's none of my business but... what happened to you? You don't have to answer or anything, if I'm being too nosy. I'll tell you about me, if you want.

It's not... entirely like you, but I guess dying is pretty traumatic, right?

[closes his eyes, pulling the scarf from around his neck and showing him a large, almost hand-sized scar across his neck.]

My Axel slashed my neck right there, through the vocal cords. Technically, I was dead and brought back to life. Now I'm alive, just can't talk. Kinda wish I was dead again, it's better than not being able to chew Axel out for what he did.

[hands trembled and he paled. he only looked at the scar for a moment, wavering eyes looking at Riku carefully. sniffing a little he wiped his eyes, his heart in his throat. hands still shaky he manages to write legibly]

Don't wish you were dead again...

My... My Riku died. Mom and Dad were driving us to the movies. When we got out, Riku stayed behind for a minute to thank my folks where a truck hit the car.

[wavering breath, eyes lingered on the scar for a moment, he nervously licked his drying lips]

They- they died. Nothing is good when you're dead. I'm sure a lot of people, especially your Sora- probably, are happier that you're back.

[his eyes widen slightly, and he quickly leans forwards and hugs him. just. hugs. him. puts a hand over Sora's, not writing for a while.]

[it's been a long time since he cried over this. whenever he saw a Riku it brought back a lot of these things inside of him.

he leaned into the hug, closing his eyes tight as he tried to calm himself down.

m-man... he didn't want to cry and probably ruin Riku's day! so he straightened himself, wiping his eyes]

[pats his back a few times, letting him take his time to pull away.]

[manages the slightest smile]

I'm... sorry about that.

[shakes his head, tweaking his nose.]

No need.

[smile brightens]

Well... I'm glad you're here, and that I can listen to your music.

[looks like you won yourself a devoted fan]

[smiles a little, ruffling his hair.]

I guess I can play more often, then.

[blushes lightly, grinning]

That'd be great...

[fidgets slightly, feeling awkward]

Well, I guess I took up enough of your time. It was really nice meeting you... and sorry again for breaking down like that- honest.

[nods a little.]

I'll see you around. Don't worry about that, I guess... we've both had trouble.

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