are you ready to stand?

[inanimating.livejournal.com]

[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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[muted-heart.livejournal.com]

[and now you have yourself an audience. a small little smile on his lips as he listens, all his attention on the music.]

[inanimating.livejournal.com]

[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.]

[minusfaith.livejournal.com]

[t-totally wowed. his Riku never did anything this beautiful, so he's sitting in a little ball against the wall, watching intently.]

[inanimating.livejournal.com]

[alright, so he's being watched and he's getting a little more nervous. he waits until a nice, long rest until he looks over at the Roxas. no quick movements, doesn't look like any bad intentions. he tips his head in a greeting, before going back to playing.]

[minusfaith.livejournal.com]

[waves childishly, the sleeve draping over his hand just flapping about. he wonders if maybe ... well, he'll ask when Riku's done.]

[muted-heart.livejournal.com]

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

[inanimating.livejournal.com]

[a few quick notes solidify the ending, and the vibrations hang in the air as he sets his violin down. gives a questioning look towards him.]

[inanimating.livejournal.com]

[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.]

[muted-heart.livejournal.com]

[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.

[inanimating.livejournal.com]

[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.

[muted-heart.livejournal.com]

[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?

[minusfaith.livejournal.com]

Are you the mute Riku who's friends with Axel and a RoxasSora?

[headtilt.]

[inanimating.livejournal.com]

[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.

[inanimating.livejournal.com]

[--urk. he shifts a little in his seat, shuffling his papers. sighs, and nods after a moment or two.]

[minusfaith.livejournal.com]

Oh!

[hello, have a bright smile, and a boy rushing to your side.]

Awesome, I wanted to meet you. Axel said he'd take care of me and protect me and that you're with him too.

[inanimating.livejournal.com]

[ah, that's a bit surprising. he blinks for a moment, then nods a little. he gives this Roxas a glance, a 'I'll protect you too, okay?' sort of look.]

[muted-heart.livejournal.com]

[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]

[inanimating.livejournal.com]

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.]

[minusfaith.livejournal.com]

[sticks close to his side, like he needs some sort of reassuring feeling that this Riku is nowhere near as horrible as his.]

Hey, do you like tea?

[inanimating.livejournal.com]

[pause, shrugs. leans over, writing something down.]

Only if it's green tea.

[minusfaith.livejournal.com]

[puffs his cheeks.]

I've never tried that, I like peach tea.

[muted-heart.livejournal.com]

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]

[inanimating.livejournal.com]

[nods a little.]

Do you want some peach tea, then? I'd make some for you, I'd like to try something new.

[minusfaith.livejournal.com]

[grins.]

I'd love that.

[inanimating.livejournal.com]

Well, thanks.

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

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