Rikku was nineteen years old today! Actually, she was nineteen years yesterday, but she was nineteen today, too, and she'd be nineteen tomorrow. She was going to be nineteen for the next several months.

So yesterday she had received an awesome package from the other half of the posse, and she was going to call them back and bounce. And yesterday ( Read more... )

Rikku had a low, nagging headache. Aaaaaaaand there was something licking her nose ( Read more... )

Okay, so it had been a long, messed-up kinda weekend -- the carnival, which rocked, and then the homecoming dance, catching up with old friends, and then everyone going insane -- not to mention some of her clandestine activities Monday -- but she and Reno were kinda better -- she thought -- and her roommate had totally bought her new earrings, ( Read more... )

Hey, it was a room. Rikku was going to plop her stuff down and trudge over to her bed.

Hey, it was a Petey, head-butting her. Peteys were good for that.

It had been a long, crazy weekend. Dragons, explosions, and rain. And then coming home again. Taking the guns back to Cable. Telling Deadpool. Going to classSo now all she had to do was stretch ( Read more... )

( Gathering Romeo )

When Rikku woke up, she was relieved to see that she was, in fact, sixteen again. Sixteen: all sorts of good. 5'2" felt pretty damn tall this morning.

( She yawned, and stretched, and did the same mental recon as always after a weekend of Fandom Crazy ... )

Rikku was sprawled on her bed, chewing a pen and composing a letter to Yuna. A way, way overdue letter to Yuna. Which was getting longer and longer and longer. See, this was a good reason not to stall on letters: they turned into massive thousand-page novels. At least, they did if you were Rikku and couldn't ever shut up.

( Letter to Yuna )

The cuddle pile was once again in configuration 2.0 - Dōjima, Reno, Rikku, Romeo - as Dōjima and Romeo were still not quite back to cuddling terms ( Read more... )

After the shopping - and there had been a lot of shopping - there was drinking. After the drinking, there was more drinking. Really, did we expect less of our intrepid band ( Read more... )