[IC, wandering from cabin to cabin in the void AS HE MAY HAVE BEEN DOING FOR A WHILE]

[cardoperatedboy]

Where is everything?!

Sora?!

Namine?!



((Back in a few, showering! Back!))

Comments

[cardoperatedboy]

[sniffs, then shrugs and takes a mouthful.]

[cloakanddaikon.livejournal.com]

[cardoperatedboy]

It's okay!

[cloakanddaikon.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't serve them if they tasted bad.

[cardoperatedboy]

Well, I didn't know how they tasted.

[cloakanddaikon.livejournal.com]

You're welcome to try the others. Each picks up the flavour differently, though there is a common undertone.

[cardoperatedboy]

[yeah, definitely diving in, uh.]

[cloakanddaikon.livejournal.com]

Let me know if there are any you are partial to. I'll keep them in stock.

[cardoperatedboy]

Gonna keep feeding me, then?

[cloakanddaikon.livejournal.com]

It provides some measure of satisfaction.

[cardoperatedboy]

Woooooooooow, sentimental?

[cloakanddaikon.livejournal.com]

That would necessitate sentiment. You keep showing up hungry.

[cardoperatedboy]

I'm a growing boy, after all.

[cloakanddaikon.livejournal.com]

[eyes the empty dish]

So you are. I will endeavour to keep something on hand, then.

[cardoperatedboy]

You do that, housewife.

Tch, I should get going. If Namine and Sora are out there, I'll find them.

[cloakanddaikon.livejournal.com]

...

If Naminé is here, Kairi is here; and if Kairi is here, Sora is here. You'll find them eventually.

[cardoperatedboy]

And I can smell Namine, even if I can't pin it down right now. So I'll find 'em, yep.

See you next time.

[leaves his plate, lulz, heads to the door.]

[cloakanddaikon.livejournal.com]

[well. at the moment, you're a guest. but there is so a chore wheel in your future, young man.]

Until next time.

[cardoperatedboy]

[waves without looking back, heads out, shuts the door firmly behind him]

[cloakanddaikon.livejournal.com]

[cloakanddaikon.livejournal.com]

Well. Better, at least.

[cloakanddaikon.livejournal.com]

[cleans up the dishes]

[... and sees something that was previously hidden behind the rim of the bowl, silver and shining]

[cloakanddaikon.livejournal.com]

... forgotten?

[looks at the door, long shut]

[cloakanddaikon.livejournal.com]

... next time, then.

[picks up the shard]

[cloakanddaikon.livejournal.com]

[and pauses, nostrils flaring]

Those scents...