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limitless_land) wrote2011-03-25 04:52 pm
limitless_land) wrote2011-03-25 04:52 pm
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First ★ [Voice/Action]
[What am I supposed to do now?
He doesn't know when his perpetual black faded into sleep, nor when he fell back on his bed--or when he got soaked for that matter. What he did know was that when he awakened... he was soaked, and could smell saltwater. Not to mention he was on the ground somewhere.] What...?
[Riku opens his eyes beneath the blindfold, regretting it a moment when the salt water began to make them sting. What he can subtly make out behind the cloth was that he was in a city of sorts, a few Hearts and shadow figures-meaning whole individuals-passing by... and was that a coral split into two? He shook his head, getting to his feet. Maybe it was time to get some answers, as well as dry off.
His hand immediately finds the SFC and after studying it along with drying off/out his blindfold and himself to the best of his ability if the towel over his head is anything to go by... he decides to make his presence known. The feed clicks.]
...Vatheon, huh. I don't suppose anyone would have any ideas as to why we are in the first place?
[Of course, the local who gave him a towel and a hair dryer for his blindfold had said nothing about why he was here. Rather, they changed the subject rather quickly. It irritated him, yes, but maybe someone else had the answers he desired.
Anyone wandering the plaza could quite well find him donning the black coat synonymous with the Organization and eyes hidden by a black blindfold to match, leaning against the wall of one of the many stores, examining the SFC and its functions as he gained his bearings.]
He doesn't know when his perpetual black faded into sleep, nor when he fell back on his bed--or when he got soaked for that matter. What he did know was that when he awakened... he was soaked, and could smell saltwater. Not to mention he was on the ground somewhere.] What...?
[Riku opens his eyes beneath the blindfold, regretting it a moment when the salt water began to make them sting. What he can subtly make out behind the cloth was that he was in a city of sorts, a few Hearts and shadow figures-meaning whole individuals-passing by... and was that a coral split into two? He shook his head, getting to his feet. Maybe it was time to get some answers, as well as dry off.
His hand immediately finds the SFC and after studying it along with drying off/out his blindfold and himself to the best of his ability if the towel over his head is anything to go by... he decides to make his presence known. The feed clicks.]
...Vatheon, huh. I don't suppose anyone would have any ideas as to why we are in the first place?
[Of course, the local who gave him a towel and a hair dryer for his blindfold had said nothing about why he was here. Rather, they changed the subject rather quickly. It irritated him, yes, but maybe someone else had the answers he desired.
Anyone wandering the plaza could quite well find him donning the black coat synonymous with the Organization and eyes hidden by a black blindfold to match, leaning against the wall of one of the many stores, examining the SFC and its functions as he gained his bearings.]
action because he wants to troll in person.
Seems everyone's just coming back... good to see you again, Riku.
asjdkalsdjak ;A;
Oh goddammit-He visibly stiffened at not just the voice, but... that horrid stench. His eyes narrow as he keeps an eye on the doctor, pocketing the SFC.]I don't know what you're talking about. [Blunt; and now he's raising his hood to further hide his expression.]
8D Prodigal son has returned.
I see... seems you barely remember your previous sojourns in this little bubble, do you?
I suppose reintroductions are in order.
Well, I DID use that Bible passage... 8D
You already seem to know my name.
\o\ Ansem and Muraki can be your bubble parents.
And why wouldn't I? Your escapades were rather timely the last time around.
You can say we were rather closely involved.
...oh, HELL no. 8|
So I've noticed.
[Heard; whatever. The point is he's no longer leaning against the wall and fiddling with the SFC. Instead, he's taking a few steps to the left, getting into a position he cannot be so easily pinned. But still, the boy doesn't relent.]
That still leaves the mention of your name.
We'll be generous with your allowance!
Kazutaka, Riku. I suppose it's a pleasure to have made your acquaintance again.
No; I'm living on my own, dammit, and there's nothing you two idiots can do to change my mind!
...Likewise.
8| Living alone, huh?
Perhaps we can continue where we left off sometime.
... -horrible liar, activates Plan B- LUKA, HALP.