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[darkercalling]

[Riku is having some... problems in his life right now. The least of these problems involves the fact that he's currently stuck with Roxas.

No. Seriously, they're stuck. Riku's forearm is resting against the blond's and it doesn't look like they're allowed to move from that particular position - at least not without some careful planning. And what better place to try and find a way out of this mess than the one that put you in it...?

And as if that wasn't enough, they've also managed to get another little tagalong: a lovely little Terrible Terror, and even though it's currently curled up at Roxas's feet and purring up a sweet little storm, if you ask Riku, the thing lives up to its name.]

... I think I've almost seen everything now.

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i feel like this icon is going to get some serious mileage dfakl

[darkercalling]

[fdjsakl NO.]

It's nothing like that. We're stuck together. [For proof, he holds up their joined arms. Yes, it tugs Roxas's right along.] And we can't stop it. We've tried.

[Way to sort of fluster him, though. It's pretty obvious that under the calm he's trying to maintain, his brain's going a little bit djaflkdjkl.]

Oh, no doubt about it!

[bit_impossible]

[He's still grinning, though seeing that their arms are, indeed, stuck together, his smile starts to fall.] Ahhh, I see. And don't worry about the congratulations--[he says as he claps Roxas on the shoulder.] We'll save that for after we've gotten you apart!

Now. [He looks between them both, his hand casually reaching into his inside coat pocket for his sonic screwdriver.] Let's see if there's anything we can do about this, hmm?

[Without another word, he starts to scan their arms, lifting Riku's, then bending them up and down and all around with Roxas'. One of his eyebrows is quirked upwards far above the rim of his glasses the entire time, and he's softly muttering to himself, but nothing entirely coherent other than the occasional, "ohh" and "look at that...!" His entire examination lasts no more than a minute (or less if either of them get fed up with his scanning with the sonic screwdriver and eventual pokings and proddings.]

Well... [He slowly runs a hand through his hair as he thinks.] The pair of you are well and truly stuck together. How long have you been like this?

[otherness]

[Roxas' eyes widen as the Doctor takes something out of his coat. The hell is that? THE HELL IS THIS? He draws back somewhat, though not enough to really make a difference; he has a dragon basically in his lap and he's attached to Riku besides.]

What-- what are you...?

[And then it's over. And he feels no different. Well, there's that, he supposes.]

What was that?

[darkercalling]

[Riku only stares for about a moment, before he resigns himself to being scanned and looked at and poked and prodded. This is the Doctor after all. He's known him long enough to know he's gonna do that much, even if they haven't spoken in a while. He even looks to Roxas.]

Don't even bother. Just wait for it.

[Because stopping him is impossible.

But once he's finally done, he waits for an answer... and the one he gets brings out a rather impressive, unamused lineface! Good job.]

Yeah. We noticed that. It's been a little while now.