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Kaneda Shotaro [金田 正太郎] ([personal profile] rassera) wrote2015-06-30 12:04 am
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"Oi, it's me. Leave something here, would ya?"

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june 25

[personal profile] resipiscent 2016-06-25 11:20 am (UTC)(link)
[It's after a few conversations with the people who had messaged him that Riku realizes he's stuck upstairs and that his pigs need someone to come and talk to them. Nike can feed them, but since the only way he can go down there is with great effort, he'd rather avoid it. Not just that, but he feels weird not saying something about the fact that he straight-up died.]

Hey.

Can you come and look after my pigs for the next couple of days?


[He's not sure for how much longer his powers will be out, so he doesn't specify quite how long.]
resipiscent: (uhh...)

[personal profile] resipiscent 2016-06-25 10:22 pm (UTC)(link)
That obvious, huh?
Yeah

Can't use my powers yet so I'm taking it easy til I can heal
I feel like Nike will yell at me if I try to get up
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[personal profile] resipiscent 2016-06-25 10:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah, she said something about that too...
I mean, normally I wouldn't make you come all the way down here just to hang out with Yamada

Ah, yeah, actually
Hmm




What about uh
fries
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[personal profile] resipiscent 2016-06-26 05:36 am (UTC)(link)
Just as long as it's not soup-based so I don't have to lean over it

[That is, no noodles.

He doesn't want to talk about recent events over text, honestly. Not outright. Euphemism, certainly -- but not blatantly. It just feels wrong, typing it out.]


I'll be in my room when you get here, you can just let yourself in.
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[personal profile] resipiscent 2016-06-27 03:17 am (UTC)(link)
Okay. I'll be here, then.
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[personal profile] amadaman 2016-06-28 07:04 pm (UTC)(link)
He's dangerous, malicious, and harmful.

He's bad to a lot of us.
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[personal profile] resipiscent 2016-06-29 12:26 am (UTC)(link)
Can't go anywhere else, [comes his voice from upstairs. Riku's sitting, like he has been for the last few days, in his bed. He's not gonna go too far, especially not after the first time, when he went out on the deck to see Kagami and ended up overexerting himself. He's pretty sure he could have easily died there again.

He waits until Kaneda's in the doorway before speaking up, eyebrows raised. His hair is still in the ponytail Kururu put it in yesterday, and the shirt he's got on is unbuttoned so as to make for easier access to the bandages across the majority of his stomach. He looks -- not a hundred percent, but he's certainly not the mess he was the last couple of days.]


You bring something good with you?
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[personal profile] resipiscent 2016-07-01 02:46 am (UTC)(link)
Sorry, mom.

[Riku scoots so he can sit against the headboard, moving the pillow out of the way, then paws curiously through the bag. He takes a box of fries, then examines the burgers, trying to figure out which is his.]

Hm... which do you want?
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[personal profile] resipiscent 2016-07-02 06:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Mm... this one, then.

[He takes one arbitrarily, passing the other over.]

So, I can't heal until my powers come back. Aerith did some, but it's still pretty rough, so I'm gonna take it easy until I can fix it myself.
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[personal profile] resipiscent 2016-07-02 06:58 pm (UTC)(link)
I died.

[Straight up, no frills. He's more used to the idea now.]

My Replica went home and learned I killed him.
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[personal profile] resipiscent 2016-07-03 04:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[Riku's been expecting this, naturally. He wasn't under any illusions about what Kaneda's reaction might be. But he didn't factor in the part where he has no powers and can't get out of bed, and can't stop him from stomping off right now if he decides to do so.]

Kaneda.

[His voice is quiet, and he sets down the burger he'd been unwrapping.]

He just evened the score. I'm not -- I'm all right.

[Oddly he doesn't feel angry about it himself. He waves one hand, trying to illustrate the situation.]

When it happened, I... he was crying. I don't think he thought he had any choice in the matter. He's not nearly such a good actor.