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towerofanimus2013-03-28 01:29 pm
acceptedoblivion) wrote in towerofanimus2013-03-28 01:29 pm
003 | ❝Just Wondering...❞
Characters: [OU] Riku Replica and anyone!
Setting: Dorm 2-14 (Roommates only), Option 1: Floor 3, option 2: Night, anywhere
Format: Starting in action, but I'll match you to the best of my ability.
Summary: Rep is surfacing from lying low after certain events and kind of tired of a few certain someones hounding him to get a name already.
Warnings: None currently.
[It had been some time since the events in the Dark World, the Illusionary Room especially. Self-preservation wasn't really something he had normally, but being continually harrassed by people who just didn't get it was something he'd rather avoid. Especially after what he can remember clearly from before this place.
...Which is probably why he is still so quick to try and leave even the dorm room again, considering at least one of his roommates is likely still less-than-pleased and he really doesn't have the patience. But then, his luck stats are in the negative.]
Option 1 - Floor 3
[After one rather short corridor trip and getting his foot stuck in a wall a total of zero times (it's a new feat, okay), he made his way to the library with only one thought in mind: find something on names. Not many he knew from home were good at naming things, so like he was going to ask them or even bring it up. Especially after he refused to pick one before.
This was something he should do on his own. Which is why he picked a book from the shelves and quietly started flipping through the pages.]
Option 2 - Anywhere, night!
[...At least until the metaphorical sun goes down. Instead he's out in the dark, just practicing magic at first. It didn't come as naturally as darkness, which is probably why even the sparks he makes is laced with it. But hey, it gets the job done. He just hopes he can lure monsters into a trap and see how they like being sliced by two blades instead of one. Creating secondary weapons from darkness was fun.]
Setting: Dorm 2-14 (Roommates only), Option 1: Floor 3, option 2: Night, anywhere
Format: Starting in action, but I'll match you to the best of my ability.
Summary: Rep is surfacing from lying low after certain events and kind of tired of a few certain someones hounding him to get a name already.
Warnings: None currently.
[It had been some time since the events in the Dark World, the Illusionary Room especially. Self-preservation wasn't really something he had normally, but being continually harrassed by people who just didn't get it was something he'd rather avoid. Especially after what he can remember clearly from before this place.
...Which is probably why he is still so quick to try and leave even the dorm room again, considering at least one of his roommates is likely still less-than-pleased and he really doesn't have the patience. But then, his luck stats are in the negative.]
Option 1 - Floor 3
[After one rather short corridor trip and getting his foot stuck in a wall a total of zero times (it's a new feat, okay), he made his way to the library with only one thought in mind: find something on names. Not many he knew from home were good at naming things, so like he was going to ask them or even bring it up. Especially after he refused to pick one before.
This was something he should do on his own. Which is why he picked a book from the shelves and quietly started flipping through the pages.]
Option 2 - Anywhere, night!
[...At least until the metaphorical sun goes down. Instead he's out in the dark, just practicing magic at first. It didn't come as naturally as darkness, which is probably why even the sparks he makes is laced with it. But hey, it gets the job done. He just hopes he can lure monsters into a trap and see how they like being sliced by two blades instead of one. Creating secondary weapons from darkness was fun.]
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[Real Thing. Wha-? HE DID NOT SIGN UP FO DIS.]
What do you mean, "we"?
[Dude he so does not need a babysitter of an original, okay. He is totally fine on his own.
By which we mean He is still not used to you wanting to help him instead of going at each other's throats like they did in his short lifespan. What the heck happened to change this?]
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I mean, that I won't tell on you. And that, if- [Or really, all things considered, when.] -this ends you up in trouble, I'll do my best to help you.
[He is not going to babysit, don't worry.]
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Also no, he doesn't appreciate the laughter
...Though he will appreciate the help, despite how he feigns disinterest and annoyance. He turns around, waving it off.]
Just don't blow my cover by mistake.
[...Thanks.]
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He smirks amused at that statement though - he is probably the best help the other can get for this particular play (out of their worlds at least), but of course, the other has no way of knowing why.]
After Castle Oblivion, I spent the better part of ten months leading the Organization on as "the Impostor". I like to think I know how to keep a charade going.
[He's learned subtlety since their last... 'encounter' back home, has learned to reign back his temper, to draw back in the shadows and listen attentively, that mystery can be a weapon and how to use it effectively.
If his part in this particular charade is to ignore the other safe for the times when they are unwatched then expect him to pull it off flawlessly.
But yeah... You are welcome.]
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The replica rolls his eyes, but he does listen. As he does, something like amusement crosses his face for a bit (too bad you can't see it with his back turned, because the idea of the Organization being hoodwinked (PFFFT) by the one who defeated him for good is priceless) before turning around, realizing that implication.
He'd mastered what he now needs to fully learn. Not to protect himself, but the one person who...was the only family he didn't even get to know that he had.
teach him your waaaaays]I'll take your word for that. [a beat] ...For now.
[He smirks slightly. Yeah, he caught that... and to say thanks in another way--]
...It's Ira, by the way.
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Riku's smirk widens, because well... the other more than can take his word for that.
And maybe he'll give him some pointers, if the need arises. And if he's asked nicely.The smirk fades when the other reveals his name though, and Riku in turn realizes at least some of those implications himself. He starts to smile (with just a small touch of hesitation) as he reaches out and offers the other his hand to shake.]
...It's nice to meet you, Ira.
[Not as his Replica, but as a different person, as him, with all that comes with that. Maybe it's just Riku that feels that way, but somehow this moment, this conversation, is like a turning point. A new beginning.
He really hopes it will lead them to something more constructive than a battle to the death.]
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Also hush you he has a few months to catch up on.
...Can you help him on the asking things politely thing? He has no idea what that is.Ira blinks once, looking down at that hand and realizing the implications behind it. Was he... really accepting him as his own person and not just the shadow he
iswas? Was this actually- happening?He's speechless for a moment as he nods, maybe even more hesitant (would he disappear if he did that?) to accept that handshake. He feels like he could or maybe wake up and realize that this was all a dream, yet he does it, anyway.]
...You too, Reeku.
[Damn, that's going to take a while to get used to.
Go on. Laugh at his stutter. 8| It's weird, okay?!]
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They can work on that, yeah.Also, if Ira ever thinks about it, he might realize that in his time in the tower, Riku has never once called him 'fake'. This is just proper confirmation of what he's been thinking... probably ever since he's grown close to Xion.
And, yeah he'll smirk just a second at the stutter. Can't let you totally get away with things like that, can he?]
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On both accounts.
Ira shakes his head, dropping Riku's hand like a hot potato. Nope. Not smirking at his own mistake. Hush, yew.]
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For now he'll be satisfied with how far they've come and move to unseal the room again. Because yeah... better not have Data and Yosuke stumble across that unless they absolutely have to.
And it's not like they have anything else pressing to talk about. Or is there?]
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And yeah, that likely would not be the best thing for their roommates to discover. They are done talking, after all (for now).]
Oh, and steer clear of that kid with the yellow scarf for a little while. They caught him trying to share information with the tower at large.
[And like you said, don't want Xion or anyone else from their worlds being targeted.]
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Riku turns his head in interest when Ira speaks up again, frowning lightly after a moment.]
Kid with the... [Wait, he knows someone with that description, doesn't he?] You mean Ryoji?
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Ira nods slightly. Really, he feels for the guy. Maybe because Ryoji helped him first. Still though, he can't necessarily help him upfront.]
Right. [He waves it off, trying not to show his own interest in it like he doesn't
but totally doescare.] No idea what they did, but it doesn't look good when someone's darkness converged on him immediately after responses ended.no subject
Well, maybe Ira can't by himself at least. There are other options open now though. Also have a raised eyebrow at that attempt to be dismissive.]
I assume then he's being watched?
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Too bad everyone ever likely knows it's just an act.]
Call it a hunch. [You're probably right.]
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And yeah... Ira, you are about as good at fooling people as Riku is. Which is very bad, at least when it concerns those he cares about.
Also, have a nod.]
Got it.
[So best to keep his interaction as it has been, occasional and friendly and watch for the signs. After all, absents can be just as suspicious as being too present.]
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(Or blowing his cover. That's always a plus.)
He nods back, glad that at least one of those on the other side know. He doesn't know what to think about the others on the more morally ambiguous side of the spectrum, or even himself. Yeah, he may have just dropped the act a bit.]
See you later, then. [Yep. Portaling out. Not like he had more to say on the matter.]
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(Or room him with Terra for a bit. Whichever works best.)
Riku just shakes his head in light amusement as he watches Ira take off, and wonders if he is maybe having some kind of bizarre moment of role reversal - he has left in about this manner a few times himself after all.
Not that he plans on ever noting this to Ira. Things did go too well just now, to blow them with a careless remark.]