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[introverte-d.livejournal.com]

[wanders in, eyes downcast as he messes with an ipod in his hand. a backpack rests on one shoulder, and a camera hangs around his neck. he glances up, expecting to be someplace familiar...and blinks]

...U-Uh.

[ ooc: high school roxas, from rikufu's verse, if that's okay :] ]

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[rikufu.livejournal.com]

[ don't mind Riku shuffling along with a poster board tucked under his arm. ]

awesome

[introverte-d.livejournal.com]

[oh, hey, look.. it's that one guy. he pulls one earbud out and takes a step forward, reaching out a little, hoping to stop him]

uh..H-Hey.

[rikufu.livejournal.com]

What do you want now--

[ turns and stops, sick of being bothered today, but there's a connection he's not quite getting. raises an eyebrow. ]

[introverte-d.livejournal.com]

[pauses, his outstretched hand moving to rub awkwardly at the back of his neck. he shifts his bag on his shoulder and shakes his head. figures. Upperclassmen don't usually mix with underclassmen.]

..Nothing, nevermind. I'll just...I'll ask someone else.

[rikufu.livejournal.com]

Good luck when you're not on campus.

[ it's finally clicked, and he's trying to keep a poker face on. ]

[introverte-d.livejournal.com]

Not on campus..


...What do you mean?

[a pause, and he looks vaguely irritated]

...Is this a joke?

[rikufu.livejournal.com]

I freaking wish.

[introverte-d.livejournal.com]

...Then where are we?

[rikufu.livejournal.com]

Some dressing room.

[introverte-d.livejournal.com]

[bzuh? ...this has got to be some kind of prank. obviously, he hasn't walked into enough peoples' practical jokes today. he frowns and turns to leave]

...Whatever. I'm leav--

[..no door.]

...

[rikufu.livejournal.com]

Yeah.

[ turns around to keep walking. ]

[introverte-d.livejournal.com]

[crap crap crap don't let him leave]

W-Wait!

[step, reach]

[rikufu.livejournal.com]

[ erf. turns around, nice and slow. ]

What.

[introverte-d.livejournal.com]

[rubs the back of his neck.]

Look, I just need you to tell me the way out, and I'll leave you alone. I'm supposed to be meeting a friend...

[rikufu.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't be here if there was a way out.

[introverte-d.livejournal.com]

[sighs, takes a seat. might as well wait for someone else who actually wants to give him some answers]


...Got'cha.

[rikufu.livejournal.com]

[ folds his arms. ]

I'm serious, everyone else is stuck.

[introverte-d.livejournal.com]

[fiddling with his camera now, so he doesn't look hopeless just sitting there]

You don't seem too upset about it.

[doesn't look up. these jokes are getting old now]

[rikufu.livejournal.com]

Because I've had a week to deal with it.

[ and a boyfriend in the making. ... maybe. ]

[introverte-d.livejournal.com]

[pause, glances up.]

A w-week?

[frown]

[rikufu.livejournal.com]

Probably. I'm not counting.

[introverte-d.livejournal.com]

[purses lips for a moment, then nods]

Ah...

[back to fiddling with his camera. he won't be bothering you anymore..]

[rikufu.livejournal.com]

[ drapes over that chair. Riku can't remember the last time he's seen this kid for more than a couple of minutes, but something's compelling him all the same. ]

Look, it's not that bad.

[ coming from a guy who raged for a couple of days. ]

[introverte-d.livejournal.com]

[ arches his brow, but doesn't lift his head. Roxas can't really fathom why Riku is still talking to him; he's not that interesting, and he's not much of a talker. more fiddling with the camera, particularly the lens]

...Tch. Right.

[ Hayner's going to have a field day if Roxas doesn't meet up with him soon, and he's not really up for a lecture about how he 'forgot' again. He sighs. ]

[rikufu.livejournal.com]

[ maybe not, but he looks good, and someone's trying not to think with his other head right now. ]

If you've met a guy like me, don't you think you could run into everyone else, too?