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limitless_land) wrote2011-12-25 12:04 am
limitless_land) wrote2011-12-25 12:04 am
Sixteenth ✰ [Accidental Video]
['sup Vatheon. You know how miracles generally happen about this time of year? Well, another just so happens to be happening right now, brought to you live by a sneaky little kitten who ninja'd his way out of the second story window and into a familiar forest. Well, at the edge of the wooded area, anyway. Just behind a bench, too.
At first all that's seen is a black glove, a finger in it twitching slightly as the first few signs of awareness before the hand clenches into a fist. The kitten mewls, white face nudging the hand gengerly. Who cares if it's damp, he missed his pet.
There's a bit of a sputtering cough, like some of the water dripped down his throat, as he wakes up, beginning to sit up. The silver hair and black cloth should be telltale signs of who it is as the Turkish Angora sits there, all pleased and proud. Yet something is different about the familiar figure, something off. To the outsider, he probably just looks disoriented and confused. The outsider has the latter part correct, at least. The other, however, is shock.]
How-? [His own jaw dropped. Riku remembers, vaguely at first, as pieces come back bit by bit. It's surprising, really, to suddenly awaken here after such a bright light, sensing Sora vaguely begin to run toward him as he lay on the ground... to a kitten he would be mowed over by an old friend if he didn't recognize.]
Kiryu? [A beat.] If you're here, then that means... [His face points at the camera...and before he can say anything embarrassing, his hand covers the SFC and it shuts off-
...Was that a Christmas bow tied to his hair and blindfold?
...That was a Christmas bow tied to his hair and blindfold. Har har, powers that be. Har. Har.]
At first all that's seen is a black glove, a finger in it twitching slightly as the first few signs of awareness before the hand clenches into a fist. The kitten mewls, white face nudging the hand gengerly. Who cares if it's damp, he missed his pet.
There's a bit of a sputtering cough, like some of the water dripped down his throat, as he wakes up, beginning to sit up. The silver hair and black cloth should be telltale signs of who it is as the Turkish Angora sits there, all pleased and proud. Yet something is different about the familiar figure, something off. To the outsider, he probably just looks disoriented and confused. The outsider has the latter part correct, at least. The other, however, is shock.]
How-? [His own jaw dropped. Riku remembers, vaguely at first, as pieces come back bit by bit. It's surprising, really, to suddenly awaken here after such a bright light, sensing Sora vaguely begin to run toward him as he lay on the ground... to a kitten he would be mowed over by an old friend if he didn't recognize.]
Kiryu? [A beat.] If you're here, then that means... [His face points at the camera...and before he can say anything embarrassing, his hand covers the SFC and it shuts off-
...Was that a Christmas bow tied to his hair and blindfold?
...That was a Christmas bow tied to his hair and blindfold. Har har, powers that be. Har. Har.]
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Also, the chuckle? Very lucky this is not in person, yet, or Silver who have a fist to your face. Either way, he's making his way through the forest.] ... I would say that it was more than 'a few extra shadows', Riku.
Eyes don't just change colour, either, idiot.
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They do when you've been fighting a possessive/oppressive power for over a year, wise guy.
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And Riku just said that he was fighting it (Stupid, if you asked Silver. Who'd be stupid enough to fight such a power)...
Still, he needs a bit more information--] And this means what, exactly
[Please note, Silver is not that far away, but still on Vid - He's only heading over to make sure his assumptions that Riku is a weakling are correct before he tries to goad Riku. He does not want any nasty surprises.]
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It means the powers are mine, but the other force is gone completely.
[It's said in a matter-of-fact tone, the feed crackling just a bit as the kitten jumps out of his arms. In the other, free hand that isn't holding the SFC? The familiar dark flames spring forth in an orb hovering just inside his palm, not scalding him at all. Try and goad him if you want, but he certainly isn't weak. In fact, he's even stronger for conquering and being... purified, if you want to put it in other terms.
In other words, guess which other power he's gained while he was away, even if it's as vague as his answers?]
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in canonhimself. Though he's often just blunt and mean :|Though that dark flame? Has him freezing mid-step. He's close enough to see it through the trees and not just over the SFC - and there is the unmistakable look of 'oh shit' on his face.] Fuck.
[And then it' gone, Silver linefacing as much as he can try and cover his own weakness.] Hmph. That's all you can do then? Seems like you pulled the short end of the stick and got weaker.
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...His superhuman senses still haven't faded any, thank you.]
Someone never reveals all of his tricks in one go if he's to continue existing, moron. Surely even someone like you knows this much.
[he won't allow himself to be goaded so easily. Not like back then - a time that seems so long ago to him, now.]
Action!
It's another bitter pill to swallow, though not as bitter as some of the ones on other topics... Another breath or ten and he schools his face impassively.] I'm hardly an uneducated simpleton.
[And the redhead's just going to lean against a tree nonchalantly, hands shoved into jeans pockets. Now you can see the coldness and arrogance that matches that aura of his.] But I suppose you might have gotten stronger, for a weakling.
[...backhanded acknowledgement? From Silver? Perish the though.]
action forever~
Then you shouldn't act like it half the time. [Just a simple suggestion as he shrugs, moving to pass the other before continuing on. ...Wait, was that backhanded acknowledgement? How peculiar.] Coming from you? I'll take that as a compliment.
[Notice how he doesn't argue with being weak...]
YUS!
..And yet you don't deny you're weak. Typical. [A shurg though; he's just saying that because he can. He's only bothered by the stare a little before snorting.] You do know it's rude to stare, right?
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Just the way life is. [He rolls his eyes, holding his kitten in his arms. Someone has lucked out for this round.] Almost funny how staring is the lesser offense, lately.
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