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Oct 27, 2008 12:39

WHO: Hisoka justamagician, Rikku hyper_thief
WHAT: Hisoka attempts, on Rikku's advice, to be more sociable!
WHERE: The Beach
WHEN: Day 214

( Your mother should have told you not to talk to strangers. )

! main plot, place - beach, Ω hisoka, Ω rikku

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hyper_thief October 27 2008, 19:49:00 UTC

Rikku leisurely walked towards the beach, looking down at her arm with distaste. It was her right arm; the one she used the most. She was getting better with her left hand, however, though she didn't quite like it. Though it was her punishment for attacking someone who was clearly much stronger, and tactical, when it came to fighting hand-to-hand fighting.

Because of the weather, she was wearing a black jacket, the hood pulled over her head, and cotton pants she had gotten used to wearing. She loved skirts, but with the rain, light or not, and the chilly wind, she decided pants were the best bet. She didn't want to get sick, ontop of having a broken arm.

When she arrived to the beach, she spotted someone in the water and assumed they were Hisoka. Jogging until she was half-way towards him, she called out softly. "You're Hisoka, right?" She tilted her head to the side, shuffling her white and blue boots in the grainy sand idly.

justamagician October 27 2008, 20:00:58 UTC

Narrow eyes shifted away from the sight of the rolling waves, and Hisoka moved just enough to glance back towards whoever had called his name. He didn't recognize the face, not from firsthand experience, but he could guess who it was. A lazy smile crept across his face, and he nodded.

"Yes." A lilt pressed into just the single word, tainting it with a sense of amusement. "And you, you're Rikku?"

She didn't look very powerful, as expected. Of course Hisoka was still working on his ability to sense the strength of others, but even with that he predicted that his judgment of her would stay about the same.

hyper_thief October 27 2008, 20:27:28 UTC

Rikku giggled, nodding her head, taking another step or two closer. "Yeah, that's me." She said enthousastically, using her free hand to push her braids out of her face, giggling to herself. He didn't have paint on his face, and he looked a lot different than over the journals. Maybe the rain?

She noticed his clothing, or lack of there of, and nibbled on her lip, her cheeks tainting themselves pink. "Aren't you cold? The water probably isn't very warm, and it's windy and rainy." She elborated, rubbing the upper part of her arm idly, shifting back and forth on her legs. She couldn't understand how he wasn't cold; she was shivering just standing here.

justamagician October 27 2008, 20:39:21 UTC

Hisoka only smiled at the question. Whether or not he was actually cold, he made it his business to ensure no one ever found out. What sort of magician would he be if he gave away even those sorts of simple secrets?

"I suppose I'm used to it," was the answer he gave, and only then did he turn to come back to the sand. He gave no indication of being at all embarrassed at his state of undress, though he did intend to fix it now that he had a guest. It was only polite.

"I'm glad to see you made it, Rikku, despite the weather," he said as he moved past her, long strides taking him towards the pile of neatly folded clothing being kept dry under a leaning rock. Not Rivelatian garb, as some of others wore, but his old and favored jester's suit.

hyper_thief October 27 2008, 20:48:33 UTC

Being polite, she made sure to turn away when he walked out of the water, talking with her back towards him. She didn't want anyone coming by and writing all over the journals that Rikku was a cheater, or any of the other kinds of horrible names. "Of course I made it. Sitting in my room can only keep me entertained for so long, you know." She conversed happily, examining the water.

"Do you stand out here often, Hisoka?" She asked softly, making sure where she was standing there was no way for the rushing tide to get to the sand, she sat down. Her legs weren't as damaged as they were right after the fight, but they still hurt if she stood on them for too long. And walking to the beach and standing took its toll.

"I wish I could, but Gojyo and Yunie don't want me to get hurt again, so they make sure I don't go out of the house too often. Though it's just so pretty here." She continued, starting to ramble to the male as he dressed.