Things that Rikku hated: the temple at Kilika, New Yevonites, old Yevonites, Spira, people who insisted on trying to fight each other instead of maybe trying to get along for once in their stupid lives, and worst, having to hold all of that in while playing stupid freaking diplomat for a bunch of jerks ( Read more... )

Rikku was organizing. Her room, that was. Everything in the known universe sucked, majorly, and nothing made any sense, and saving the world: that still sucked pretty hardcore. She couldn't organize any of that -- to be honest, she didn't understand half of it. (Like ... why she'd woken up alone at the clinic. Reno left?) And some of it she didn't ( Read more... )

Okay, so, it had been a crazy kinda week. The whole, there's a weird island here, and then Romeo got shot and that had been terrifying but he was okay, and that was what mattered. That and that she'd got to punch the Tybalt guy a few times while helping Cable and everyone else blow some stuff up.

And then everyone had switched genders except her, ( Read more... )

Great. So Sam and Dawn had broken up -- and she was kinda proud of herself, she hadn't gone after Sam with a baseball bat or anything -- and now Romeo and Dojima might be split up, too, and she'd managed to piss Romeo off anyway by ranting about Dojima's scary religious group and so: kinda not so great. At least she hadn't gone after Dojima, either ( Read more... )

Rikku was in her room. Working on her mech droid thing for Invent-o-whatever class.

Which was, thus far, a miserable failure, and not helped much by Petey attempting to eat the outlying bits of it.

That was okay. It was a mech droid. Mech droids were safe. Not arguments or coats or anything else she wasn't thinking about. Because she wasn't. She ( Read more... )

Rikku was asleep. Mostly. She was snuggling, and being an expert - mildly out of practice, but really, it's a quick habit to relearn - she could snuggle quite well without surfacing enough to wake up. So she wriggled closer to the warm body next to her and curled around him with a contented sigh. No reason to get up just yet, it was cold out and it ( Read more... )

Ugh, life was just getting weirder and weirder. It was almost Valentine's Day again, and she didn't want to think about that, and what the hell was going on with Reno anyway, and some crazy guy grabbed Luke and hurt him but she wasn't allowed to go postal on whoever it was and her classes were so weird and and and ( Read more... )

Rikku was pacing. And wondering if she shouldn't just ... take off. He'd stood her up for sparring before, she owed him one, right? And she wasn't in the mood to spar anyway. And she wasn't sure what she was in the mood for, but it probably wasn't standing out here in the cold and dark explaining to him that she didn't feel like sparring after all ( Read more... )