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Riku's sitting at a table near the front, his boots plopped on the desk, writing furiously in a notebook.
He's concentrating so hard he wouldn't notice if a giant tried to sneak up on him. He's so confused his hands are shaking. He's so pissed off that he wants to punch the wall until either the wall or his fist breaks.
He's just figured out something about his friends and enemies and the bar, and he has no idea what to do about this knowledge at all.
And Ansem's voice, over and over, shooting daggers into his head and heart:
I told you so I told you so I told you so
[OOC: Warning for a not-quite-right Riku, and the possibility of having to deal with Ansem.]
[tiny tags: wanijima akito, billy kaplan, zexion]
He's concentrating so hard he wouldn't notice if a giant tried to sneak up on him. He's so confused his hands are shaking. He's so pissed off that he wants to punch the wall until either the wall or his fist breaks.
He's just figured out something about his friends and enemies and the bar, and he has no idea what to do about this knowledge at all.
And Ansem's voice, over and over, shooting daggers into his head and heart:
I told you so I told you so I told you so
[OOC: Warning for a not-quite-right Riku, and the possibility of having to deal with Ansem.]
[tiny tags: wanijima akito, billy kaplan, zexion]