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[TIME FOR AN ENTIRELY TOO LONG MULTI-CHARACTER POST.

seasides is in the kitchen... what a boring guy. with things set up kind of how they used to be, and people once again relying on the kitchens, he's made his way to the main one to cook up some stuff to stash away in the fridge and freezer for others!

fading is not amused. he's trapped in a cage in a section of hallway made of white sand and marble. the cage isn't very big, which has him stuck sitting, and looking rather grumpy. there's no visible lock on it.

skybright is currently pushing herself in a training room, magic drained and looking half ready to collapse where she stands. there's a first aid kit sitting on a bench nearby, several bottles (elixirs, mostly) sitting empty next to it.

ghastlydawn hasn't been seen much, but she has been around. super disappointed with the change in the DR still - she grew up in the open world version, after all - she's been exploring to keep herself from lingering on her thoughts and getting even more homesick than she already is.

before is... pinned to a wall with several familiar knives. he doesn't look more than a little beat up, and mostly amused! he's got no idea why a Larxene attacked him, only to do barely anything aside from pin him there, but he can't move his hand enough to pull any of the knives out, and he doesn't want to rip his jacket. oh well.

islandflower is sitting in an outdoor room, a simple-looking field with several slightly battered targets some distance away, taking a break from practicing magic. the door is open and she's well in sight, but she's rather distracted reading.

fromshadow has found something that looks like it's fresh out of Halloween Town. it's a gloomy, mist-covered room, the door opening to a large clearing amidst spindly frost-coated trees. the clearing is filled with row upon row of gravestones, but each and every one of them marks an empty grave, the spaces all cleanly dug out but not even holding a coffin. he's standing just inside the doorway, too wary to actually go and check it all out.

conflagrate, who I totally didn't forget about, is in one of the closets. this particular one seems to hold clothing for both male and female, and she's just sort of absently browsing the men's button-down shirts at the moment. for some reason, all her clothing has gone and vanished from her room-house-thing, so she's rebuilding her wardrobe.]

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You sure?

[It looks awful.]

How's it feel with pain on?

Nothing's broken, if that's what you're worried about.

[He slowly turns pain back on, wincing a little.]

Painful.

I wasn't really worried about that. Do you want something to put on it?

[Ice, maybe?]

I should, yeah.

[Turning pain off again now that he's felt that. Damn.]

[She winces a little, then quickly goes about fixing up the rest of the cuts.]

You should.

I will, then.

[Might as well and all that.]

Want some help?

[Since she's going to anyway and all.]

Sure.

[He knows, which is why he agreed so easily.]

[Good boy. Riku looks pleased, and a little amused.]

I remember a time when it was impossible to get you to go along with that so easily.

You've trained me well.

[Red, your tone gets any more dry and you're gonna cause a drought.]

Yeah, and it wasn't easy. How about you turn pain back on?

[Don't do it, Red. She's tapping that bruise around his eye again. Hmph.]

I'm tempted to do it just so you're responsible for hurting me by doing that.

[Jerk!!]

Maybe that's the point.

[She stops, though, and crosses her arms.]

Let's go get you some ice.

Alright.

[He'll follow your lead, Riku~.]

[She will lead! And be exceptionally quiet on the way, because now she's lost in thought.]

[That'll get him curious, and he'll nudge her eventually.]

You alright?

[She starts a little a the nudge, then shakes her head.]

Yeah, I was just thinking about it. You've changed.

Have I?

[He's curious as to what she's referring to. He knows he's changed quite a bit from when he first came here, but he wants to know if she's talking about something specific.]

[She looks at him, as if she's asking if he can really ask that.]

Let me think. We've known each other... over three years. The day we met you threw a snake at me. The second time I ever saw you, you blew up a Christmas tree, and it was months before I even liked you enough to consider you a friend.

[She crosses her arms and shrugs, facing ahead of her.]

It's not that it doesn't make sense or anything, not after this long. It just hits me sometimes. You're a hell of a lot more open now.

Strange to think about, even if it makes sense, hm?

['Open'. He is, really, even if he's still pretty secretive sometimes.]

Sometimes. Like right now.

[He's definitely more open than he used to be. Much, much more open.]

[His pants are more open. ;O]

It's nothing bad, at least.

[Not right now, she hopes!]

I never thought that.

[Definitely not.]

I didn't say you did.

Good.

[Now they've probably reached a kitchen, so she's going to go fetch him an ice pack for that black eye.]