seventeenth trick

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

[Ikki stands on top of the kitchen counter and yells at the top of his lungs. Presumably, this will get the attention of /someone/ who can help him find this bastard. Or even better, the bastard himself!]

ARKHAM!

[He's also kinda pissed from the looks of it, actually. He's got his brawlin' gloves on, and he's popping his knuckles intentionally.]

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[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

[ There are some really big, blue eyes staring at you from over the top of the counter, Ikki. What do you do? ]

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

... [processing...]

Sup, bro?

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

[ Blink... blink. He's been absorbing as much language as he can the past few days and that... made absolutely no sense. ]

... What?

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

[LMFAO LMFAO LMFAO]

... What's up?

You know. How are you? ... Fuck, forget it.

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

[ He furrows his brows. He got the "how are you?" but then Ikki says something else he doesn't get. ]

What's "fuck"?

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

Only the best word ever invented!

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

It's... good?

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

... Well, if you use it all the time, someone might hit you. But me? I'm awesome enough to get away with it.

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

[ Hit him? D: ]

Why?

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

'Cause it's "bad".

Were you raised in a box or somethin'?

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

[ That doesn't sound nice. ): Roxas frowns. ]

I... I don't...

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

Speak up!

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

[ He flinches and ducks down a little further behind the counter. ]

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

Or... not... [SO CONFUSED]

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

I'm... sorry? [ Is that the right word? D: It's what you say with you did something bad, right?? ]

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

[AWWWW]

Hey, it's fine. You can come out though, y'know. I'm not gonna hurt ya.

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

[ Roxas purses his lips together, but eventually stands up from behind the counter. ] Okay.

Ah—why...?

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

Why what?

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

Why... were you... mad?

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

Oh. That.

Someone hurt my friend.

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

Hurt? [ D: ] ... Why?

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

Because he's mean, that's why!

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

[ ... ): ] Can... you help him?

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

My friend? I'm sure I can.

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

[ He looks a bit hopeful at that. ] Okay?