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moonstrualcycle) wrote2019-02-27 10:30 pm
no running in the halls!
[hot off the presses, this one, horrendous new clothes and all. wherever it is in the DR's apartment building that Lea's chosen to roost, that's where Isa's getting yeeted catapulted, quite literally. at least it had the decency to drop her outside the apartment, right? enjoy the distinct sound of someone colliding hard with the wall next to the door and crumpling into a groaning mess on the floor. there's sand on her shoes, and a familiar frisbee came with her, dropped a short distance from where she landed. knock knock, Lea.]

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Dunno. What were you doing before I landed outside your door?
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and Xion, she's affectionate with Riku and Kai here, she was affectionate with Isa growing up, and probably, at least, for a little while after they lost their Hearts. A desperate attempt at normalcy, and feeling something. This is something that hasn't happened in a long time, but it's familiar, and nostalgic. Maybe she's wondering if they've been like this, and Isa's had time to get used to it. Either way, she's not going to stop her.She's a little suspicious it's about to lead to tickles, though. But surely not. ]
Sleeping. Kind of thought I was dreaming you up at first.
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That's more reasonable than the truth. But that figures, a place where you can do anything and you choose to sleep. Dork.
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Excuse you. I've been here long enough that I deserve the rest. I could take you exploring instead, show you the weirder places around here.
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what if Isa toes off her shoes and swings her legs up to rest her feet next to Lea's hip. she can do the casual sprawl thing too, look. (she can't.)]
I think I've had enough weirdness for about six lifetimes.
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Later, then. You planning to nap with me now? In this place where you can do anything?
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[like herding cats it was, for years, and also dealing with Xemnas slowly becoming more unhinged, on top of all the interpersonal non-emotional bullshit with Axel and the kids and ugh. exhausting. ideally she'll just be on vacation for the rest of her life.
sleepovers with teenaged Lea sounds like a good setup for losing a ton of popcorn in Lea's hair.]
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Life with me around must be too much fun for you to handle after this long.
[ She kinda wants food, but Isa's the one who's really like a cat here. Lea feels like, if she moves, Isa will just get up and leave and all this pleasant, subtle affection will stop. ]
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[there, that's the last unsubtle hint you're getting, although that group of people includes Lea, so maybe it's not that helpful. but Lea's about to have to get up, because Isa's digging her own socked toes into Lea's ribs--]
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Hey, hey, hey! Hey. None of that on my couch.
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Who's gonna stop me, punk? You?
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[ She looks stunned, at first, expressions flickering through shock and confusion and then into the biggest grin she's had all day. She's kind of like a golden retriever, or something. It's more like she used to be, before they lost their Hearts, when she would get excited and playful as soon as someone went along with whatever dumb plan she wanted. She's amused and laughing herself, but it's because Isa is laughing. It's been a long, long time since she got to hear that. ]
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[it's already faded back into a smile, but it's good to get Lea laughing too. it would be really easy here to fall into old habits and ways of thinking for just the two of them, since she's so new to being friends with anyone besides Lea. but she doesn't want that; she's been enjoying hanging out with the kiddos, honest! right now, though, it is just the two of them, and it's okay that she's feeling a little possessive, right? right.]
https://i.imgur.com/aMGtFG9.png
The ice cream would be a low blow, but good luck. I have about fifty pillows in the place, and you haven't even seen my bed.
[ That's an exaggeration, but what's the point of living in a place like this if she can't live in luxury? ]
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Maybe you should go get some of those for out here, then, so I can take over your couch.
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The bed's big enough, if you really do want a nap.
[ That is actually also innocent, though the embarrassed way she brings it up could be interpreted differently. Realistically, they were teenage girl bffs who then went through something traumatic where almost everyone else was an evil adult. It was just them. They've probably shared a bed in the past.
And honestly, Lea's scared that, if she leaves her here, or even leaves the room, Isa will disappear. That's what her friends always do. They go away, and then she finds them again, and then they're gone. Again. ]
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[she doesn't want to intrude. they're friends, but not entirely the correct friends, not that it matters that much. this is normal for Lea; weird would be something like Even or Ienzo offering to share a bed in the same situation.]
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[ This is probably only somewhat of a threat, for Isa. She can cook a little... Her grilled cheese is great. ]
Then, I'll show you around.
[ You can practically hear the clinging at this point, but Isa knows her well enough to know that, aside from being a shitty cook, Lea's just stressed by the concept of being apart right now. It'll go away. ]
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Sounds like a plan. Are you gonna neanderthal me into your bedroom or can I have my foot back?
[Isa has probably dragged Lea places by her ankle in the past, even before she became stronk.]
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[ She remembers. It's said flatly, but she lets go of Isa and crawls off the couch to stand up, stretching hard as if she needs to look any taller. ]
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It was your own fault back then, for doing things that required me to haul you away by your feet.
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[ It probably was. Knocking herself on her ass with a frisbee bouncing to the face or something. ]
C'mon, it's behind the wall.
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So did this place have this color scheme when you found it or did you actually bother to personalize it?
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[ Suddenly she has enough renewed energy to dart over to the wall that separates her bedroom from the living room. Her bed is large, with a thinner blanket but a mountain of soft pillows that have spilled out onto the floor on most of two sides of it. It's in dark red tones, with black sheets. It's a mess, and the short nightstand next to it is also messy, with her phone, a couple books, a lamp, and at least two glasses of varying degrees of emptiness. There's an open bag of chips, but at least she had the decency to put it on the floor next to the bed, so there aren't chip crumbs in the sheets. ]
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Whatever it is, you're a dweeb.
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i c u
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