Cadence -- who once was Riku's Replica (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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vatheon2012-03-08 02:51 am
cadenbychoice) wrote in vatheon2012-03-08 02:51 am
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Don't really care if you think I'm strange
Who: Caden (Riku Replica) and ANYONE
Where: Around the Ordo neighborhood (also near the Library)
What: Dropping off a gift for Riku
When: Midday Thursday March 8th; Your Choice: Before Dropping Gift Off vs. After Dropping Gift Off
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So he'd got in his head to actually make something for Riku instead of saying 'thank you' straight out. Hardly anything direct was ever said between them; they had an understanding that some people envied and they sometimes rebuked, but it was there nevertheless.
So he'd finished his project early. It wasn't like he had anything else to occupy his time, not really. In some ways, he was living his dream of existing in the same world as the Organization and being able to walk around without recognition. In other ways, it was a downright boring existence and it was only out of respect for Ven that he hadn't thrown his SFC against the nearest wall awhile back, or so he'd like to believe.
So he was getting impulsive again. 11 months, 12 months - close enough. It was a long, long time to him. He didn't know exact numbers, but he was pretty sure this was at least 4-5 times longer than his whole time spent in Castle Oblivion.
So today he was carrying a roughly 2'x4' flat object wrapped in a sheet towards Riku's Ordo residence, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
Where: Around the Ordo neighborhood (also near the Library)
What: Dropping off a gift for Riku
When: Midday Thursday March 8th; Your Choice: Before Dropping Gift Off vs. After Dropping Gift Off
---
So he'd got in his head to actually make something for Riku instead of saying 'thank you' straight out. Hardly anything direct was ever said between them; they had an understanding that some people envied and they sometimes rebuked, but it was there nevertheless.
So he'd finished his project early. It wasn't like he had anything else to occupy his time, not really. In some ways, he was living his dream of existing in the same world as the Organization and being able to walk around without recognition. In other ways, it was a downright boring existence and it was only out of respect for Ven that he hadn't thrown his SFC against the nearest wall awhile back, or so he'd like to believe.
So he was getting impulsive again. 11 months, 12 months - close enough. It was a long, long time to him. He didn't know exact numbers, but he was pretty sure this was at least 4-5 times longer than his whole time spent in Castle Oblivion.
So today he was carrying a roughly 2'x4' flat object wrapped in a sheet towards Riku's Ordo residence, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
Shaved Mop, naturally :P 1/3
After drawing away and failing to completely rid the blush from his cheeks, he shoved his hands in his pockets with the sheet looped over one arm. "I finished early."