Riku

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If this race was on foot, I'd have all you guys beat.









Okay, not really, but I do have tons of practice.

We used to race all the time back home -- down the beach, in the water, through the trees. One of our courses had a zip-line, too, so if you didn't get to it first you were kind of screwed.

A ship race should be interesting, though.

Are we expecting the Navy to show up at this thing? A bunch of pirates in one place, including that one officer who actually defected... Maybe that's part of the fun, though.

I wouldn't mind taking out another Naval ship.

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It's been almost a week.

Where is she?

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Who: Riku & Natsuno
Where: Crow's nest on the Sun.
When: February 17th, after the Valentine's Day candy craziness.
What: Talking, a confession, and we'll see where it goes.
Warnings: None, I think.
Style: Action.
Status: Closed.


[Riku probably should've done this sooner, but the past couple of days have been a little crazy with the candies making everyone go bonkers and then Ace having them set sail all of a sudden. He hasn't been avoiding talking to Natsuno...not really.

...Maybe a little.

But he knows Natsuno is scheduled for watch duty right now, so it seems like as good a time as any. He makes his way over to the Sun from the Moon, then climbs up to the crow's nest and pokes his head over the edge.]

Boo.

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Who: Riku & Sora
Where: Their room on the Sun.
When: ...Some night this week.
What: NIGHTMARES. Since Sora's death, they've both been having them.
Warnings: None, I think.
Style: Whichever! Starting in prose.
Status: Closed.


Riku stood frozen, helpless, as the ghost reached out with a pale arm. Somehow he knew what was coming, but he couldn't seem to get his throat to work and was unable to shout out a warning. He tried to move forward, but his legs wouldn't listen. The thick fog tangled around him, strangling him, holding him in place. He clawed at it, desperate, but it only tightened its hold, and

the ghost was there now, it was too late, its thin finger touched Sora

Riku tried to scream

he couldn't breathe

Sora was falling, his eyes wide and unseeing, he hit the deck with a loud thunk—

And Riku bolted upright in his hammock, grasping at the thin shirt he wore as he sucked down gulps of air.

After a moment, he gave a light groan and buried his face in his hands.

Not again.

This was getting ridiculous. Night after night, ever since Sora had come back. He peeked over at the other boy's hammock, and was immediately mad at himself for doing so. Of course he was there, of course he was fine. He wasn't dead anymore. Riku knew that.

Now if he could just get his subconscious to believe it.

He threw himself onto his back, arms crossed tightly over his chest and fingers tapping out an anxious pattern on his arms. The dreams would go away eventually... Right? Maybe it would just take time. He just needed to go back to sleep, it'd be morning soon enough.

Thirty seconds later he was cursing himself and rolling out of the hammock, landing lightly on the floor before creeping over to Sora's side of the room. It was dark and he could barely see anything, but he was sure Sora was sleeping as soundly as ever.

Maybe just this once...he could let himself do this. Rewind the clock a couple years and pretend he was still 10-years-old and it was totally okay to show up at Sora's bedroom window and climb into his bed. Maybe Riku's brain just needed some convincing.

He was pathetic.

But it was hard to care right now.

Leaning down, he prodded at Sora's shoulder.

"Hey," he whispered. "Sora. Budge over."

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[After the escape from Yuezhong -- for those on the Spade Pirates crew, he's on watch up in the crow's nest. Things seem calm at the moment, though, which means he's a liiiiittle bored, so have some random jotted down thoughts.]


Well, definitely didn't pick a boring crew to join. And here I thought I knew how to stir up trouble quickly. Then again, traveling from world to world before, I learned how to keep a low profile, too.

Guess that's not happening here. Can't complain, though. Things are good.

The sea's really quiet tonight...

Watching the ocean like this feels like I'm back home again.


[You'll hear a faint splash suddenly, and there's a pause before the writing starts up again, this time accompanied by Riku's muttered voice:]


.......Except we didn't have fish that big. Or—what is that? Is that a whale??