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( Relationships: AKA, Riku's rant space )

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[CLICK. He meant for it to be private... but... kind of missed the button.]

Hey, Sora, Leon, Rinoa, I'm moving out for a while.

[It sounds almost like he's crashing against something, considering there's a nice little thump and a muttered curse.]

Goddamn shitty stupid...

[There's another thump as he puts his hand over the PCD in order to yell at someone, and even though his voice is slightly muffled now its still audible.]

Roxas! You moved the table, didn't you? Goddamn it!

[And he's moving his hand away, and almost sounds a bit... sheepish.]

I'm staying with Roxas. Before anyone says anything, its fine. We're not at each other's throats... for now. Besides, if he tries to kill me I just have to jab him in the ribs and he's down for the count.

[A pause, and then... quietly]

I... can see. Kind of. I'm still not too sure how, but I think its tied to... Darkness.

...............

I can see Roxas, and... a lot of his place. What he touches, where he moves, he leaves darkness behind and... it makes things easier.

Sorry for disappearing on you Sora. I'm fine.

[The video clicks on, almost by its own accord, showing two boys laying in the bed. Riku's pale, more-so than usual, and covered in various bandages. He's been Cured a little and his injuries have been treated, but ever since Sora hauled his ass home four days ago he's been in a coma. He hasn't moved a muscle, just letting his body heal... and avoiding the emotional trauma he knew he'd be waking up with. He's laying there, unmoving, on his back, looking like the living dead. On the other side of the bed there's a little curled lump with a puffball of brown hair. Sora's there, back to Riku's side. He's probably been either there or in the room for the past four days, taking care of him.

Finally, after a long while, Riku's hand twitches and he shifts in the bed, groaning and raising a hand slowly, shakily to his head, rubbing at his forehead. His arm is heavily bandaged still, and even over the feed you can tell how weak the boy is. After a while, his eyes blink open, staring up at the ceiling.]

................. The hell?

[He rubs a hand over his face again before blinking, brow furrowing and something almost like... like panic shooting across his face. He sits up almost instantly, hissing and cursing and wrapping his bandaged arm around his stomach, the other slowly spreading across the bed, on the opposite side of the sleeping boy next to him. His face is turned, angled down towards the floor, eyes darting around almost desperately. They seem a bit dulled, a but unfocused, and he still hasn't seen or noticed the boy on his other side.]

Sora?

... What the...

Are those... turkeys?

.......... wonder if they're edible.




[ooc| Since I'm slow and a fail and didn't get in the plot post yet, have a journal post! Tags will come tomorrow when I'm not dead, and will be slow, seeing as its Thanksgiving and I'm back home with family~~ Sora, don't try and befriend the giant evil turkeys -.- please? <3]

[Click]

After everything that people have been saying....

Does anyone have an extra jacket? Blanket? Long-sleeved shirt? Anything?

I'm stuck in a sleeveless shirt and vest. My best friend has short sleeves and shorts. Its getting cold.

[He lets out an annoyed huff of air]

Guess its huddling around fire magic for the rest of winter.

( Private to Sora )

[A click, a picture of the ground appears, the shadow of a person clearly visible. There’s an annoyed drawl in the background]

Great, another world? And here I thought we could finally-

[Click. The video turns off, and the voice switches to clipped Japanese as Riku takes the translating option off]

go home and forget about all this. You know, live life, not have to-

[Click. Video’s back, and Riku looks pissed as he stares down at the object, obviously pushing buttons and ranting to himself. His words come out in English again]

fight and travel and get separated. Sora’ll be pissed when he thinks I-

[Click. Riku accidentally hit the lock option, so the next part is only available through hacking]

ditched out on him again. I swear he just-

[Click, back to public, the video flickering back after a few seconds of black and silence.]

doesn’t trust me. Don’t blame him though.

[Silence, Riku looks up from the screen with a frown.]

Where am I, anyways?

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