colorbymemory: (Namine)
Namine ([personal profile] colorbymemory) wrote in [community profile] itsjustagamerp2012-09-12 08:34 pm
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Nineteenth Link

Characters: Namine and Riku
Content: All the picture conversations
Location: Wherever they choose to do their drawing
Time of Day: Varies
Warnings: Adorbs? Poorly drawn pictures? Angst expressed through Art?



Since Riku was feeling better, the old routine was starting up again. Namine had missed their drawing exchanges while he was sick, and then while he was sleeping so much. This week things seemed to be a little better, though she'd been worried for him last week.

There was at least enough time for her to draw something for him. It seemed like they were getting some of their powers back this week. She'd seen both his and Xion's keyblades return to them on Cambot, and she was happy for them. Her realization about her own abilities had come a little later.

Really, it shouldn't have surprised her. It was the only special ability she had, even if it seemed more like a burden sometimes. Even if she didn't want to tell everybody, she could at least tell Riku, though. He could find a way to let Sora know without broadcasting it.

So her picture was a simple one of her and Sora, with a thought bubble connecting them. Inside the thought bubble was one of the images she'd gotten from Sora's memories: Sora and Riku talking to Yen Sid in his tower.
halfdarkened: (concern)

[Talked to Lynx, Sora WAS told before he left.]

[personal profile] halfdarkened 2012-09-19 01:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Riku's reply came after a dew days, given his absence. When he got back, he instantly resumed his old habit of grabbing the picture and then taking it to his desk to look over and reply. The moment he looked, however, his smile faded. It'd been too long.

He'd forgotten what the conversation was about.

Out of context, he wasn't sure what it meant. To make things worse, he wasn't sure how to tell her this in pictures. With a sigh, he grabbed a post-it note to supplement his picture. He depicted Sora asleep with a thought bubble above his head filled with brightly colored creatures, some happy-looking, some malevolent. Each had a kind of symbol on them, one for the good ones an another kind for the fierce ones. Riku was diving into the thought bubble and wore a different outfit. The sigil on the back of his shirt matched that of the friendly-looking creatures.

His post-it note read, "It's been too many months. I don't know what our conversation was about anymore."

With that, he slid it under her door that late evening, wishing he could have replied properly.
halfdarkened: (Examining)

[personal profile] halfdarkened 2012-09-23 06:07 am (UTC)(link)
A little later made no difference to Riku. As always, he was asleep when she slid it under his door, and remained so to about noon. When he finally opened his eyes, he looked over to the door. It was a force of habit by this point, and a habit he easily picked back up when he returned. He did his usual: grab the reply, take a look, go get breakfast and bring it back into his room to eat while he worked on a reply. The post-it note response was a relief.

He wasn't quite sure if Namine understood. This time Riku drew himself inside the thought bubble with a brightly-colored bat, one that had been depicted before. With them stood a threatening, black-coated individual with the symbol of one of the viscous-looking creatures on its back, in contrast to Riku. Its coat was tinged with purple. Outside the thought bubble, however, was a black-coated youth, his eyes yellow and his hair white. He was carrying the sleeping Sora off somewhere.

Riku delivered his in the late afternoon. It'd been hard to draw, and the trash around his desk was proof of it.
halfdarkened: (Silence)

Yeah, I can start after your reply

[personal profile] halfdarkened 2012-09-24 02:10 pm (UTC)(link)
It seemed she'd understood. That next afternoon Riku got down to work. It took him quite a while, and he ended up taking a break at one point to eat and hit the Rec Deck to get in some exercise. It wasn't until maybe 10 pm before the pictures were delivered.

Riku had drawn a picture of him and King Mickey amongst the white thrones of the Organization. In those thrones were various members clad in black and hoods up. Two members had their hoods down and they were on their way to intercept the Keyblade wielders. They appeared to be Ansem Seeker of Darkness and Xemnas. Meanwhile, Mickey and Riku were running for one throne in particular; atop it sat a sleeping Sora. At the bottom was a message: "I think all of us need to talk about this."

The second picture was split by a line. On one side was Riku looking at his room. It was messy. His room generally was a little, but it was never anything that couldn't be cleaned up in two minutes, tops. The other side showed Riku looking less-than-happy. His room was still messy, but sheets had been torn off the bed, dresser drawers were open, and all the wads of failed pictures on the floor had been moved, a few re-opened. One that was uncrumpled Riku labeled with an arrow. "Your last reply."