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Riku || Kingdom Hearts (themiddleroad) wrote in wariscoming, @ 2010-06-15 00:09:00

WHO: Riku and OPEN
WHAT: A chance encounter.
WHEN: Evening, January 14th
WHERE: Behind the complex.
WARNINGS: Hitting things! Maybe.



Riku felt like he had been getting slack in his training. Alright, it wasn't training so much as keeping himself in shape and everything since he wasn't exactly learning anything new with his keyblade and his magics. But still, he felt like he was getting slack. It would have been one thing had be been back on the islands, it had been peaceful there for three years now. But here, in this strange world (not that any of the others were no less strange) where anything could attack at any moment (not that the other worlds he had gone to to fight didn't have things that could attack at any moment) he should have been keeping up with his training.

Or he should be out there searching other places for a keyhole. Preferably with Sora, but Riku was getting to the point of restlessness that he was willing to go without him. The two of them had agreed to go out searching just after the new year began, but here it was, the middle of January and they were still getting restless.

At least he was willing to put it off for a few more days, but that didn't make him any less restless.

So instead of going off in search of a keyhole that may or may not be in this world and that may or may not be able to lock off the seal, Riku headed out back. Being from a chain of relatively tropical islands, Riku hated the cold. But that didn't mean that he wasn't about to do what he should have been doing more often. He didn't appear to be taking anything with him, all the weapons he needed to train with he could summon forth with a thought. And once he was out there he moved towards a stack of crates that he had piled out there a few days earlier. Holding out his hand in front of him he called that keyblade that he loved so much, looking just a touch smug as it appeared in his hand out of thin air.