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kingdomdressing2008-06-16 09:20 pm
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[Sora was in a good mood. His daily present to Riku nestled to his chest~ he wrapped the little cake with extra care, some flowers in a vase he painted. He couldn't wait to set them down and pray.
Nudging the door open to the room where the shrine lay, he froze.
Cli-ink.
Crash!
water pooled at his feet, the flowers and cake were ruined. But that didn't matter... I-It was the room. His shrine.
Heart in his throat, tears stinging at the corners of his eyes, he picked through the wreckage. W-Who would do such a thing? Sora licked his cracked lips, trying to maintain some moisture- but his mouth and throat were bone dry.
He felt like a fish out of water.
Riku's shrine wasn't even recognizable. The cute little pillows that he and others could use to pray were split and torn to shreds. The shrine itself was broken and bits and pieces of it were everywhere.
Falling to his knees, on his pathetic little pillow- he wept, face in his hands.]
W-Who did t-this?
[choked out- wanting to reach for his pendant... but found no strength.]
[ooc: wrecked shrine to Godku courtesy of![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
abusingly]
Nudging the door open to the room where the shrine lay, he froze.
Cli-ink.
Crash!
water pooled at his feet, the flowers and cake were ruined. But that didn't matter... I-It was the room. His shrine.
Heart in his throat, tears stinging at the corners of his eyes, he picked through the wreckage. W-Who would do such a thing? Sora licked his cracked lips, trying to maintain some moisture- but his mouth and throat were bone dry.
He felt like a fish out of water.
Riku's shrine wasn't even recognizable. The cute little pillows that he and others could use to pray were split and torn to shreds. The shrine itself was broken and bits and pieces of it were everywhere.
Falling to his knees, on his pathetic little pillow- he wept, face in his hands.]
W-Who did t-this?
[choked out- wanting to reach for his pendant... but found no strength.]
[ooc: wrecked shrine to Godku courtesy of
abusingly]
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I... can rebuild it myself. It's still my responsibility.
[picks at some of it with a sigh]
It just hurts to see what people can do.
[then he rose a brow]
Protection... spells?
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I understand, but remember it's not weak to ask for help. And I'd be willing to help.
[He chuckled.]
Dragon magic. The shrines at home are protected by dragon magic.