So Rikku ... had had a pretty sweet weekend. Hanging out with mercs, and all sorts of interesting workshops, about fun things like C4 and weapons and being in the business as a good guy and dude. They were pretty cool people.

Then she'd met Reno's friend Rude and gotten a chopper ride and ... okay. She'd been kinda freaking out about the chopper ( Read more... )

Rikku bounced back to her room after Spying class and - ooooh, mail! Mail time was getting fun lately. It was another note, and a long one, from Lulu ( Read more... )

It was Wednesday night, and she totally had made plans for tomorrow, which was gonna be a big day, so long as Jude remembered and he'd better. And Vala had been superawesome because Vala rocked, and she just had to call and set things up, now.

But first, she had to write a letter.

( Lulu: thank you v. much for being awesome. )

So that Umbridge lady seemed kinda mean, and Hermione certainly hadn't liked her very much. That was bad ( Read more... )

Rikku bounced back into 308 in a particularly festive mood. And hoping the hickeys didn't show, and hoping that Mikey wasn't, uh, thinking terrible things ... no, she didn't care if he did. He had pizza money and that was good enough. She was shivering and dancing and feeling amazing and eyeing the python (that she still so totally didn't trust) ( Read more... )

The truth was, Rikku had almost forgotten the note she'd written to Lulu nearly a month ago. Not that it wasn't important, just that, you know. It had been a kinda busy month ( Read more... )

Mail time! Rikku loved getting letters from home, and she was way overdue on writing people back. So she'd set aside tonight for that ( Read more... )

Current hair color: back to its usual yellowish-blonde. She'd even called Valentine.Current activity: attempting to rewire a broken alarm clock. The broken parts weren't related to the wires. It was just busted. Didn't mean she couldn't rewire it. At least that way if she screwed up, she wouldn't be breaking something that mattered ( Read more... )

Rikku had the best teachers ever. Especially considering the seriously productive chat she'd had with Aly this afternoon. Things were about to get really fun.

And for right now, she had five bottles of hair dye, several old towels she didn't mind ruining, and a skaterboy who supposedly knew how all of this worked. She really hoped he did ( Read more... )