Twelfth Shell || Video/Action for Olivine back-dated to a decent hour--

[pluckycharm]

[ Kairi may have only just woken up yesterday, but she really doesn't look any better right now. Her eyes are dark and she seems to be having a hard time focusing on the camera. Finally, she speaks. ]

Sora went back home.

[ there's a lot of emotion in that single sentence. "Why did you leave?" "Why are your best friends still here?" "When will

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[bakaitoukid]

He--

[... oh :( his own demeanor droops a bit, but he looks appropriately concerned]

You okay?

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[islandshore]

[Riku's pissed. Furious. And most of all, sad. He never expected Sora to up and disappear, especially so soon after the Shedinja disaster. They didn't even get to see Cianwood yet!

But though he's feeling a mix of emotions right now, he knows he's not alone. So, hopefully Kairi won't mind if Riku plops down right next to her.]

Hey...

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[ordalias]

[ She'd heard the news, sat there in shock for several minutes because... Sora? Gone back home? That means she should have gone with him! She needs to go back, set things right--

But that was in another country, and a friend is hurting. No doubt others would when they find out, but Kairi... Xion quickly scans the surroundings, hears the video closely... The beach? Need to get there. Xion all but scrambles out of bed and rushing to the beach. ]

... Kairi?

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[airwinged]

... Yeah, yeah he did. [He got the notice the moment his PokéDex registered Sora as the OT to a random Dragonite.]

He... Kairi, right?

1/2 Kia I'm sorry, you don't need to read this tl;dr

[usedroar]

[ On his lap is a book. It's thick, leather-bound, the kind of serious book that serious men use to write their serious thoughts in. This one is full mostly of strange drawings and notes scrawled in green and purple pencil, or highlighter, because that's all you ever find when you desperately need to write. He bends over it carefully, reverently, not really seeing the words but watching the morning light's hazy crawl across the paper. From page fifty four to sixty two is a long list of food. The first is a recipe for casserole, calling for a kind of fish called ahi that Leon's never heard of before. He supposes it wouldn't hurt to learn. He breathes in the scent of plaster, thickened in the salty ocean air

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[ She's easy to spot, the sun cresting in her hair like fire. He moves to where she is, bare feet in the wet sand, nothing but a t-shirt and sweatpants for armor.

He says nothing, just lays a hand on her shoulder. The pad of his thumb makes a circle against her salty skin. ]