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[limitless_land]

[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.]

Comments

[ninthserenade.livejournal.com]

Eh--!? Harsh, man. Judging my sense of fashion without really knowing me, bumbleboy?

_{[Hey Riku, heads up--Gaudy pink hawaiian shirt incoming at 3 o'clock with a teasing smirk.]}

Probably.

[limitless-land.livejournal.com]

[DUCKING.] ...Judging by-is that pink?

[He can't really tell too well with a blindfold on, man. With a sigh, he exchanges the black pants for jeans. ...huh. A bit baggy, but he didn't mind that. So, have a shrug.] I've been in black for so long... and yellow's my favorite.

At least it wasn't school bus yellow. [Oh, would that have been horrible.]

[ninthserenade.livejournal.com]

I don't know how the heck you can see with that thing on, dude. I get up in the middle of the night and nearly break my toes going into the kitchen just fifteen feet away.

_{[He starts to fiddle with the drawstrings to his coat, eventually just sitting down to play with the bottom zipper.]}

Black for years. I'd wear casual clothes or the local ones when I'd go out on recon to blend in or on the rare day off, but... I feel naked without having this coat around. Stupid, huh?

[limitless-land.livejournal.com]

That's simple; it's somewhat seethrough. ...And guess I'm just better at navigating in the dark.

[He raises an eyebrow, but doesn't say anything...shedding his coat to reveal a few fresher wounds he wasn't really able to cover up. At least someone had seemed fit to give fresh bandages.]

Not really; it almost becomes a second skin at times, if you think about it.

[ninthserenade.livejournal.com]

Why're you wearing that thing anyways?

_{[He shrugs, frowning slightly at the sight of the wounds.]}

What're those from?

[limitless-land.livejournal.com]

Ran into Axel and Roxas before I got pulled here; they had orders to 'eliminate the impostor.'

[He shrugs back, far too used to it for his own good.]

...And originally it was to hide myself from the Organization since they were after me, but as the days went by it was to make sure Sora slept in peace.

[ninthserenade.livejournal.com]

Can you really blame us? I mean... You weren't with us.

If it makes you feel any better I'm not exactly with the Organization anymore. I was killed about six months ago by Sora.

[limitless-land.livejournal.com]

Not really, but still... Could have gone without your friends trying to kill me right off the bat before I received the coat.

[...A bunch of conflicting emotions on hearing that, Demyx. On one hand, he's glad you're not with them and that Sora really DOES wake up, but on the other... meeting you and getting to see you're a pretty chill guy most of the time and hearing you're dead in the outside world... Ouch.]

...He has the habit of acting before he thinks.

[ninthserenade.livejournal.com]

Hey, I'm just the recon guy.

_{[He's 'feeling' pretty conflicted about it too, man. He and Sora were buddies after all! At least here in Vatheon they were.]}

"I bet you can't even fight," he said. I say to him, "You shouldn't judge anyone by appearance," and him and his weirdo buddies drew their weapons on me--That isn't right! I mean, I didn't say anything wrong did I?

_{[It feels funny having to explain this again, but at the same time it's kind of... Nice?]}

[limitless-land.livejournal.com]

Nothing against you.

[Probably because it was away from the prejudices, man. When Demyx explains, however... he sighs quietly to himself, lightly pinching his nose.]

... At least you were better than me.

[ninthserenade.livejournal.com]

Yeah?

[limitless-land.livejournal.com]

[A slight wince at the memory, because even after all this time... it's still fresh.]

I told him once that the dark would destroy him, and do you know what he said? "The darkness may destroy my body, but it can't touch my heart." I was twisted by malice, so my response was: "Really. Well, we'll just see about that."

[He shakes his head, disappointed in himself.] Learned that lesson the hard way.

[ninthserenade.livejournal.com]

Harsh, dude. I mean really harsh.

_{[He'd toss another gaudy shirt at his face, but instead he just stands up and offers a small hair tussle.]}

But you guys made up in the end, right? Right!

[limitless-land.livejournal.com]

I'll admit to being an idiot back then...

[asjkal what the heck- and darn automatic smirks at those.]

...Sort of. If you count closing the Door to Darkness together. Otherwise... I haven't been able to.

[ninthserenade.livejournal.com]

Hmm... Now I dunno if I should tell you.

_{[Is that a teasing smirk? Oh yeah.]}

[limitless-land.livejournal.com]

[He's frowning. Better tell him, or he'll see if a Nobody can be ticklish.]

Tell me what?

[ninthserenade.livejournal.com]

Nothing~

_{[Do you really want to burst the personal space bubble, Riku? He's ticklish everywhere from the waist down. And maybe the nape of his neck, but don't tell anyone.]}

[limitless-land.livejournal.com]

You sure about that?

[Possibly. And for a rare glimpse of who he once was, he places his fists on his hips, leaning forward.]

Looks like you're hiding something, to me.

[ninthserenade.livejournal.com]

How can you be so sure?

_{[Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy? Is he taking a step back?]}

I could be hiding something but there's no way to prove it.

[limitless-land.livejournal.com]

I can't.

[He smirks a bit; hey, don't look at him. He's pretty much blind! Kidding, though... one more step forward.]

C'mon, Demyx. What is it?

[ninthserenade.livejournal.com]

_{[Just going to extend his arm to place a finger above Riku's heart. Easy, Silver! He takes a moment to consider his options. On one hand, he could tell him and see what happens. On the other hand, he could not tell him and see what happens. Ooh, easy choice considering he's still a Keyblade wielder.]}

Well... Don't hit me for not saying it sooner, but you and Sora were here before.

_{[A pause.]}

At the same time.

[limitless-land.livejournal.com]

[Okay, he'll stop. And hey, why that nickname? You're the one who picked up the silver pants! And...proto-Keyblade wielder at best. Sigh; lacking in the strength of heart for Way to the Dawn--

Blink. Blink. What.]

...Okay.