nightengale sings.

[slavingly.livejournal.com]

[comes out of the shower, having a hard time keeping his arm high and dry, but he's done it... somehow. hair up in a ponytail, he's hoping that he'll be a tad more unrecognizable. he's wearing long, dark blue pajamas with slippers. yeahh, not his usual nightwear. let's try being undercover.]

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[part-of-another.livejournal.com]

[A dark portal opens and Roxas walks out in search of the linen closet, which he's guessing is around the showers somewhere.]

[slavingly.livejournal.com]

[--that had him freezing up, but he sighs in relief and smiles.]

Hey. Looking for something?

[part-of-another.livejournal.com]

[Roxas turns around to see who's talking to him.]

A washcloth actually. Is there a linen closet around here, by any chance?

[slavingly.livejournal.com]

[he can't look too similar... not until those familiar red welts around his wrists are shown when he flicks his hair behind his shoulders.]

I think there's one across the washing room?

[part-of-another.livejournal.com]

[Recognition quickly settles across Roxas' features, and he takes a step closer to Riku, washcloth mission temporarily forgotten.]

Riku! You're the Riku I met in the kitchen.

[slavingly.livejournal.com]

[... he actually smiles a little.]

Yeah... looks like I'm not that recognizable. Maybe Axel and Roxas won't find me like this...

[part-of-another.livejournal.com]

[Tilts his head and looks at Riku, nodding.]

Yeah. I mean, I didn't even know it was you until I got a look at your wrists.

[Sora's heart inside of him twinges, and Roxas just sighs, wondering if it's just his lot in life here in the dressing room to run into abused Rikus.]

[whereskitty.livejournal.com]

[Nearby drawing on a wall with a crayon]

[slavingly.livejournal.com]

[... awww. kneels down next to.]

[whereskitty.livejournal.com]

[points to a very faulty rendition of a Riku. Sadly, Boo has made it her decision to call all Rikus--]

KIT'TY!

[slavingly.livejournal.com]

[head tilt, but he does get it. he used to have a little sister.]

I'm Kitty?

[whereskitty.livejournal.com]

Kit'ty! [Nods]

[slavingly.livejournal.com]

[chuckles.]

Alright, I'm Kitty, and who're you?

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

[walks in to wash his face, pausing as he spots the broken arm]

Little one?

[slavingly.livejournal.com]

[he looks down to his arm and almost curses at seeing the bandages loose. he got rid of the splint, at least...]

... hey.

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

[scratches the back of his head, feeling like an awkward teenager more than anything]

H-hey...

[slavingly.livejournal.com]

I'm gonna go eat something.

[it's quick to come out of his mouth. he doesn't want to be around him--he'll hurt him.]

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

... mind if I join you?

[he doesn't want to admit it to anyone - not even himself - that he's been worried about Riku since he saw him last. even scared that something was going to happen to him while he wasn't around. guilt was never a pretty accessory, and it hung heavily around his neck]

[slavingly.livejournal.com]

Yeah. You need to stop being around me, you'll get hurt.

[he's starting to walk towards the kitchen, with quick steps.]

[mergingly.livejournal.com]

Riku..?

[he's a little hesitant, a little nervous, and maybe a little awkward. but he's been feeling that towards this younger Riku for a while and wants to get over it. this is still his best friend, after all, and he totally feels like a jerk for not being around after finding out about Axel and Roxas.]

[slavingly.livejournal.com]

[he looks back to him, a little hesitant.]

.. yeah?

[mergingly.livejournal.com]

We haven't really talked, and I sort of...really don't like it. Have you been okay?

[slavingly.livejournal.com]

... well.

[he has a broken arm and the skin around his mouth is still a little charred.]

... I'm okay now.

[mergingly.livejournal.com]

[he places a slightly shaky hand on Riku's arm, and pointedly glances away as green light passes through him and over the other; a Curaga.]

I'm really sorry..

[slavingly.livejournal.com]

[he shivers a little as it shudders through him.]

I-it's not your fault...