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10th-Jun-2013 10:22 pm - Riku + Kairi, closed
[It didn't rain often on the island, but when it rained, boy did it pour. When Kairi awoke that morning it was to the sound of the raindrops pelting against her window and the rolling thunder off in the distance. It didn't bother her though. As much as she loved the sunny days on the island, the rainy days weren't bad either. The downside though was the inability to go to the play island without the fear of the boats wrecking and being lost at sea.

She wasn't planning to stay inside all day though. No way. She knew just what to do to ensure she'd have some entertainment for the afternoon. With that thought in mind, it was shortly after lunch that she slipped on a pair of rainboots and her jacket, grabbing an umbrella and absconding from the mayor's house out into the rain. The walk itself wasn't going to take long, and it didn't even occur to her what she'd do if the boy wasn't home, but it didn't matter. She hopped up the steps to the porch around Riku's house and shifted the umbrella to her other hand.

She thought about just going in, but that was still kind of rude. So instead she closed her fist and knocked, rapping her knuckles three times on the boy's front door.]
thalassashells: (I'm waiting~)
14th-Aug-2012 09:48 pm - Kairi and Riku; closed
[It's been a few days since they returned home. Since all of them returned home in one piece. They had spent time together since then, but Kairi knew she had to spend time with the boys individually.

To be honest, she was almost afraid that Riku would say no, that he would try to run away again when she asked him to meet him on his tree. She immediately scoffed at herself though; Riku was still one of her best friends. She was being silly.

So on a morning a few days after the boys' triumphant return, Kairi rows herself out to the play island, walking over the bridge to the paopu island and hoisting herself up on the bent tree. She faces the open ocean, watching and waiting patiently for any sign of the silver-haired boy.]
meteorical: (when you walk away you don't hear me say)
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