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[callunaelectra]

Who: Alessa Cheryl "Heather" Mason, open!
When: Sunday, June 20, Darkness hours
Where: An abandoned playground; can change if you'd prefer
Summary: While the monsters run about, one creature of the Darkness prefers her PSP.
Warnings: Heather looks creepy? Plus product placement.

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[callunaelectra]

The creak doesn't immediately set Cheryl on edge, although it certainly catches her attention. She turns at an almost leisurely pace, checking her surroundings before letting her eyes alight on the sound's originator.

Riku? is the third thought to go through the girl's head. However, the first is human, the second is sword, and there's a significant delay in which there's no room for thoughts. Before the resemblance even has time to cross through her head, the black-haired being surges out of the swing, shoving the still running PSP into a side pocket before taking off at a sprint towards the nearest tree. After all, some cover is better than no cover, right?

By the time she's reached the foliage, the silver hair has registered in her mind. She peeks out from her hiding spot, attempting to make eye contact with Joe (even though it's a little difficult in this darkness). It really does look quite a bit like Riku... just smaller, maybe with slightly shorter hair. For a moment, she considers the possibility that this is a trick of the Darkness, or similar to her situation.

...wait a minute. Didn't Riku have a younger brother?

The game station continues to beep, unnoticed by the semi-surreptitious girl.

[madeinoblivion]

Yeah, he spooked her. Usually the more dangerous mutations don't run away at small sounds- it attracts them. So maybe this one is different, with her game and her swing loitering.

He crouches up onto the roundabout, watching her outline disappear into the bushes, catching the reflective glint in her eyes staring back. Another careful glance around the area- no other trouble nearby.

"Hey." Joe finally calls across the park at a half-whisper, something more like a hiss.

"Hey. You just hanging out out here, or what?"

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[callunaelectra]

Riku's younger brother (or, at the very least, what she assumes to be) calls out in a slight hiss. After a moment's deliberation, she responds with a slow nod - and after a moment's more, she calls back to the best of her ability. "Mm." Talking is always more difficult when your mouth is stitched shut, after all. Mentally cursing her inconvenient "ability," she reaches for the switchblade in her pocket before freezing. Young man with body armor and a sword does not make for a good thing to draw a weapon on - if he was able to get this close without her noticing, she'd really rather not have to rely on a small pocketknife for defense. Especially if this could be solved with diplomatic methods.

She raises her hands in the air, taking a single step out from behind the tree in the best pantomime she can come up with. I come in peace. Works anywhere, right?