Aug 04, 2007 21:01
Riku is outside the bar, in his civvies. He's holding a wooden practice sword, and using it to batter up what seems to be intended to be a person. The contraption is made of sticks and bounds together with what seems to be mummy-like red stripes of cloth.
It's holding together pretty well, but from the looks of it, he'll split it apart soon.
riku,
namine,
sora,
yrael,
kairi
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"Riku!!"
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"Hi," he says, sounding tired instead. He smiles at her. "I haven't seen you in awhile."
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She's missed him terribly.
And he sounds exhausted. It makes her worry.
Without relinquishing her hold, she looks up at him - searching his face for... something. She's not exactly sure what.
"Hi."
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"How's life on the island?" he asks, pitching some cheer into his voice while he hugs back.
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It makes her throat constrict painfully. She squeezes his arm.
"It's the island." she says simply. "The weather is warm, the water is clear - I've been trying to go swimming every day when I can. When I come out of the water, I lie on the warm sand, close my eyes and listen to the water. Sometimes, I'm thinking about specific things... or people and sometimes I just let my mind drift."
She smiles at him.
"It helps me feel like I'm closer to you and Sora, when I can't see you."
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