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| (2012-10-28 - Now) |
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| Riku | He dragged his heels pretty much all the way here. Maybe it was because he was still stunned by Lily's show of force that gets him here at all. It's always the cute ones. Fear the cute ones. Riku pushes a hand through his hair, the world feeling empty and silence after so much noise both literal and figurative. Diablo is staring at him from a light post, the raven grumbling at him while Riku finds himself staring at the nondescript outer exterior of the TDA for a few minutes, then a few more minutes. Riku looks down the street and thinks about just walking away, but that would leave this whole-- situation unfinished. He didn't like that. Besides. They were both probably somewhere worlds away and he was staring at an empty building. She wouldn't have wanted him to lash out like that. Wasn't that the real reason? Right.. Riku walks up to the TDA building, knocking on the door once or twice before trying to open the door and slip inside. "Hello?" |
| Will Sherman | Groooooan. Will is laying on the couch, Mercade got him back the other day, his fight with Scarmilo-...Evil Hobo, had left him a bit thrashed. More than a bit thrashed, but he was heardy, he was already mostly healed, but the exhaustion and recovering from blood loss and the like take time...time that Will should be in a hosptial for. Magic is awesome like that. Will looks up, hat not on his head, but on the other side of the couch infront of him, wiping his eyes. "...? Riku?" he sits up with a groan, shaking away the pain, "Something wrong?" |
| Riku | Riku looks to Will, his mouth a grim line as he takes in the man's battered condition. "Hey." He pauses then asks. "What happened?" he leans against the wall not too far away from the door, crossing his arms. |
| Will Sherman | Will shrugs a bit, "Baron was trying to take over a punch of places, so Mercade and I stepped up and decided to show them what for." Will says, with a smirk. "I was not as successful as Mercade was...I fought...SOMETHING...it wasn't a person, though it wore a face of one. It was...magic, like..completely magic. There were four of them, but this one was connected to Earth." he continues for a bit. "Anyway, long story short, I kept him occupied, but he just kept throwing massively huge magical attacks. I think Mercade ended up finishing him off when these smug SeeD guys showed up." he pauses, "Well Mercade says I shouldn't SAY that...well..." "Mercade says a lot of things." he grins. "But really, I'm fine, just going to need to heal up." |
| Riku | "Yeah." Riku chuckles quietly. "Mercade says /a lot/ of things." he shakes his head. "You two get around, don't you? I haven't really even been there more than once or twice and already you are picking fights with the locals." he handwaggles. "Or-- maybe the other way around. I don't know." he frowns. "I'm glad none of that's come over here yet. But-- it might be just a matter of time, I guess. Has Mercade made any more progress on that keyblade thing?" |
| Will Sherman | Will shrugs, "Not that I can tell, he hasn't come screaming into the office running around with a Keyblade or anything...or found anyone else with one that he's told me." he says, with a shrug. "I guess that fight with Barion is going to make Sarafina's job impossible...with what the being wanted criminals there and all that." he shrugs. "I realized I just shrug alot." he says, with ANOTHER SHRUG. "More seriously. I think we need to turn up something on the keyblade thing. I mean, there can't just be the one right? Kinda seems silly for there to only be one blade that can save the worlds." he pauses... "Oh god, there is just the one..." he realizes. POWER: NARAITIVE AWARENESS! |
| Riku | Riku bites the inside of his mouth. Suddenly this conversation goes to a place he isn't sure he likes. Although it does remind him that he would have the perfect excuse. Why did they know? Because Will just happened to put it together in time. He hadn't tried to warn them at all. Not with Diablo right there. It wasn't anybody's fault. But he can't make himself say anything. He couldn't endanger his only hope. Not with it so fragile now. He finds what he was reluctant to say less painful, and so he shoves that in front of him to shield him from the implications. "Yeah. From the little I know, that's what it looks like. I-- also came to apologize. I shouldn't have lashed out at you like that. I was just worried about Dee." Riku leans away from the wall, taking a few more steps into the offices to sit on the edge of a chair. |
| Will Sherman | Will pauses for a bit... "It's alright...I was kinda...pissed off about what you said, but then I realized you must care for that bird alot...well, I guess because it's your familar?" he guesses, he knows it's super magical, and that Riku knows magic, so it makes sense to him. "I really don't know what happened,...that reaction is...really rare. Like. Only happened one other time. It wasn't a pleasant experience, but less so for the other guy. I just try not to bleed around source of magic." "Stuff happened, so not a big deal. Nobody was hurt, so...lets just call it even? Unless your going to get mad at me for just being casual about it?" |
| Riku | "Not when I usually have better reasons." Riku smiles wanely, getting up from the chair. He had to get out of here before his control busted. "I can't stay long. I just wanted to see if Mercade had made any headway on that, or --anything else he was working on. I--" he looks to Will, pausing for a beat too long as he turns away to the door. "I guess I'll see you later. Try not to get so beat up again, huh?" he throws a hand behind him in goodbye. He pauses again at the door for a beat too long before opening it again. |
| Will Sherman | "What's wrong." Will said, as he pulls himself to his feet. Will makes a face as he turns to face Riku fully, he's not too easy on his feet, but it's better than most people would be at in his level of injury. It doesn't take the eyes to know something is wrong... "Are you really just mad at me still? Or..?" he asks, not sure what is the problem...just that there is one. |
| Riku | Riku snorts softly. "Get some rest, Will." he looks out onto the street where Diablo is staring at him pointedly from his perch on the light post. "You look like an errant breeze could knock you over. I'll bring some pizza by when I can and we'll try this again." he chuckles. "--And no explosions this time, except what's on the TV." he walks out of the TDA office, sticking his hands in his pockets as he walks down the street. After a minute or two, Diablo follows after him. |
| Will Sherman | Will makes a face...sighing, he sits back down on the sofa and lays down. Something is up, Will is sure of it, but what? No use dwelling on it, he thinks...it will or it won't come up again. Will closes his eyes, thinking it best to keep resting. |