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[It's been a long few days, back to back of work. He's caught naps in between but that's mostly it, and now he's just grateful that he has the rest of the day to himself. He pushes himself up the three flights of stairs through the store today, grabbing three books from the shelves without paying. He'll return them, he silently promises, as he trudges up the last few steps. He just needs something to put him out later.

He unlocks the door to his apartment and steps inside, dumping the books on the side opening to the kitchen as he shrugs off his vest.]

Ebony, come here, I'll feed you.

[Riku briefly ducks into the kitchen to put some fresh dry food in her bowl; he washes his hands and then walks into the living room, destined to flop himself down on his couch.]

Finally...

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That I shouldn't openly try to appease you with anything I say. [Another sip of his tea.]

Good boy.

[Eyeroll.] What if I was just being honest?

I'd still be amused that my approval mattered enough to you that you were flattered to get it.

Edited 2010-09-03 20:48 (UTC)

Trust me, if your opinion mattered so much... [And there's a pause here as he looks directly at him, in the eyes.] ...then I'd be doing everything you said to do.

[Aaaand he takes another cherry, popping it in his mouth.]

And now your passenger is kicking in his sleep.

Jealous for my attentions, I suppose. Which one is the better puppeteer, the schemer or the seeker of darkness? [He spits out the pit and puts it on the plate, wiping his hand with a napkin.]

{shrugs, eats another cherry.} You tell me, Riku.

I can't say. You're two entirely different people; you can't be compared. [He takes another long sip of his tea.]

It doesn't stop some from making every endeavor to.

Why would you want to compare yourself to him? Was he that important, that interesting?

Very interesting, Riku...

It figures. [He almost sounds bitter. Almost.] That's how he was able to overthrow Ansem, right? Because he kept him under his thumb as the loyal apprentice.

Something troubling you, Riku?

I have a Heartless inside of my heart who just so happens to talk to me every so often in cryptic rhetoric about the heart of the worlds and how easy it would be to take more. [He glances at him.] No, nothing's troubling me, why do you ask?

I would offer to relieve you of him. But it seems you're more inclined to keep him close.

How could you possibly do something like that? You'd either succeed in making him stronger or turning me into a Heartless myself.

Destruction running roughshod over this place... I have no wish to see that. {currently.}

Edited 2010-09-05 20:55 (UTC)

Glad we can agree on that. I have no intention of letting him gain control. [He looks thoughtful.]

Good. {raises an eyebrow, waiting. penny for 'em, Riku?}

You don't want to see your old friend, Zexion? Or have you gotten so used to my face that it'd be too strange? [Not what he was thinking, but.]

I believe you've realized I prefer to keep a low profile here.

I highly doubt Xehanort is going to get up on a podium and pontificate about the very nature of- [He pauses, flashing him a smirk.] Oh, right. He would.

{eyebrow remains raised. mmhmmmmm.}

I'm sure he'd be subtle. He's a manipulator. Maybe he'd just adopt the name 'Ansem' and join SERO. [HINT HINT]