Kairi quietly walked into the garage, clothed in the purple bikini Rikku had suggested (more than likely for the fact that it closely resembled Rikku's own favorite yellow one) and a pair of black shorts that stopped about mid-thigh. Her little less than mid-back length hair (she probably should get that cut) was tied into a high ponytail, the ends of it brushing against her shoulders as she walked. She bent a little to peer at the blonde's form under the Jeep, and Kairi smiled when she started her epic struggle to get to her toolbox.
Smiling, she walked towards the toolbox and paused for a moment before slowly toeing it closer to Rikku. Eventually getting it within hand reach for the blonde, the redhead crouched down and looked under the vehicle, grinning. "You're welcome, Rikku," she said cheerily before standing back up.
Kairi'd admit, she missed talking with Rikku. Like Sora, she always found a way to keep Kairi smiling, despite whatever she'd been going through. It might've sounded cheesy, but they were her light at the end of the tunnel. Without them, she probably would've been screwed. She thought that after losing touch with everyone for three years would mean that she'd lost her friends for good, but they'd surprised her, and for that Kairi was extremely grateful.
Maybe Rikku had begun to rub off on Kairi too, because the thief sure as hell didn't hear her friend enter the garage. Her attention had been fixated solely on a wire dangling mere centimeters from her nose. She wasn't quite sure what it was attached to, and wasn't willing to poke it and find out unless she had some sort of protection. The first inkling she had of somebody even being there with her was when she heard metal scrape against concrete as the toolbox slid across the floor.
Caught off guard, she banged her knuckles cleanly against the box's corner, giving her more than enough incentive to let off a rather loud and obscene curse. Her skinny arm shot back under the vehicle as she stuck her sore fingers into her mouth. Then she heard a voice she hadn't expected quite so early, and grinned around her stinging phalanges.
"Kairi!" The name came out more than a bit muffled because of the fingers, but the thief wasted no time in rolling out from under the jeep, once again going one-on-one with her toolbox. This time it slammed her in the back, almost knocking the wind out of her. "Kuddy kad y haf uha uv druca," she reminded herself, knowing she would be sporting a new bruise in the morning if not by nightfall. Removing her only slightly hurting fingers from her mouth, Rikku grinned widely and stood, immediately enveloping her friend in a hug. She held the redhead at arms' length, inspecting her with critical, swirled eyes. "Great to see you, cfaadc. Great bathing suit, and I like your hair up like that." It was almost as if she was trying to make up for months of not talking in the space of a few seconds.
Smiling, she walked towards the toolbox and paused for a moment before slowly toeing it closer to Rikku. Eventually getting it within hand reach for the blonde, the redhead crouched down and looked under the vehicle, grinning. "You're welcome, Rikku," she said cheerily before standing back up.
Kairi'd admit, she missed talking with Rikku. Like Sora, she always found a way to keep Kairi smiling, despite whatever she'd been going through. It might've sounded cheesy, but they were her light at the end of the tunnel. Without them, she probably would've been screwed. She thought that after losing touch with everyone for three years would mean that she'd lost her friends for good, but they'd surprised her, and for that Kairi was extremely grateful.
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Caught off guard, she banged her knuckles cleanly against the box's corner, giving her more than enough incentive to let off a rather loud and obscene curse. Her skinny arm shot back under the vehicle as she stuck her sore fingers into her mouth. Then she heard a voice she hadn't expected quite so early, and grinned around her stinging phalanges.
"Kairi!" The name came out more than a bit muffled because of the fingers, but the thief wasted no time in rolling out from under the jeep, once again going one-on-one with her toolbox. This time it slammed her in the back, almost knocking the wind out of her. "Kuddy kad y haf uha uv druca," she reminded herself, knowing she would be sporting a new bruise in the morning if not by nightfall. Removing her only slightly hurting fingers from her mouth, Rikku grinned widely and stood, immediately enveloping her friend in a hug. She held the redhead at arms' length, inspecting her with critical, swirled eyes. "Great to see you, cfaadc. Great bathing suit, and I like your hair up like that." It was almost as if she was trying to make up for months of not talking in the space of a few seconds.
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