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[fluentindark]

The last twenty-four hours of his life have been one wild ride, ending with Riku on the beach in the Darkness. He didn't expect to leave. Not after being so lucky as to escape the darkness once, and not as hurt as is he after throwing himself in front of Sora. It doesn't matter, the rest of the universe is safe now. Sora may deserve better, but

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[valordrive]

claims this welcome --

By now, the brunette had taken the time to take a look around the mansion he'd stumbled across, though he didn't actually find anything he was looking for. Rather, he found rooms upon rooms upon .. rooms. It was all very interesting, but 'interesting' wasn't going to explain what brought him here, was it?

He sighs to himself as he opens the door to leave, and to look around more outside. Little did he know that he'd find something as soon as he stepped out onto the porch.

"Riku --!"

[fluentindark]

"Sora." The relief in his voice couldn't be more obvious. Sora is still safe.

Riku is sitting right on the porch, ignoring the old fashioned swing, legs stretched out in front of him in an attempt to look casual. The pain hasn't faded at all.

"Just in time. How did we end up here?"

[valordrive]

"I don't know. I just .. woke up here. Or, well, out there." He points a finger towards the garden just ahead of them, before hurriedly making his way to his friend's side.

There's a frown tracing Sora's lips as he gets closer, and he kneels beside him. ".. Are you okay?"

[fluentindark]

"Is anyone here? ... What kind of weirdo would bring us here and not stick around?" It is a mystery.

He doesn't answer Sora's question nearly as quickly, not wanting to see the reaction he knows is coming. "Got any potions?"

[in_summer_leaf]

If Riku should happen to stop into the kitchen, he'll find Hisoka drinking coffee and cleaning his weapons. He's sitting at the kitchen table, field-stripping his shotgun. Both of his revolvers are already disassembled, their internal parts soaking in a mason jar. The scents of cleaning solvant and gun oil mingle pleasantly with the smell of coffee. (At least, they're pleasant to his nose. He associates them with being able to take care of himself in a bad old world.)

He wouldn't mind company.

[fluentindark]

Yes, he just so happens to pass by the kitchen, smelling the coffee... and something less-than-appetizing. What the heck?

"Who are you?" He's confident enough to wander right in.

[in_summer_leaf]

Hisoka looks up. "Hisoka Kurosaki. And you?"

[fluentindark]

"Riku. ... What is this place?"

[regency_twihard]

Should Riku find his way to the library, he'll find a lovely young lady, curled up on a couch with a book, though there's some smudges of ink on the backs of her hands, as if she's been writing, or more accurately, she's been printing.

[fluentindark]

He's finding himself everywhere, checking every door he comes across as he explores the new world.

"Hey. What's in here?" Besides books, obviously.

[regency_twihard]

She'll look up, very surprised at the newcomer, even jolting a teeny bit. "Oh! I am sorry, I did not hear your approach," she admits. "But to answer your question, you will find here a treasure trove of stories and tales and legends.

"I am Miss Catherine Morland: I've written one or two of them myself."

[fluentindark]

He's leaning against the doorway, watching. "Stories about what? This place?"

And--"Riku."

[daddyissuesjnr]

Here's another jerkass teenager! Melou's outside, near the edge of the woods, just standing round and looking even grumpier than usual. Due to recent angsty in game events, he's been spending about 90% of his time brooding. He's probably not going to be very friendly, but then, he never is.

[fluentindark]

Riku is still exploring, inside and outside the Mansion. Looking for clues as to how they ended up here.

Odds are, there's nothing out in the woods, but why shouldn't he go look?

[daddyissuesjnr]

Melou doesn't say anything when he spots the other boy, but he does stare, and for longer than is really polite.

He's aware that he's being rude. He just doesn't care.

[fluentindark]

"Hey, I can see you. What's your name?"

[ggrindelwald]

Sometime later, Gellert can be found lounging on a chair on the porch. He has a large, tattered book open on his lap and is frowning intently at it.

[fluentindark]

Riku and Sora have split up in their explorations, for now. And here he is coming back from the woods, silently.

[ggrindelwald]

The wizard turns a page and shakes his head as if disagreeing with something he's reading. He doesn't yet notice the approaching person.

[fluentindark]

He's eerily quiet, even when he doesn't want to creep up on people. This is one of those times. Introducing himself to every person he sees in a brand new world can never fail!

"Hey."