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♞ riku ([personal profile] limitstorm) wrote in [community profile] exsilium2012-12-27 10:54 am

seven (voice) ♞ ❝i made it through the year and i did not even collapse.❞

[ a sneeze; acough, and a creak of a door. ]

Ugh.

I knew going out in the snow was bad news.

[ a quiet, affectionate cry echoes, animalistic in origin. Stellaluna's a bit worried about her human. 8( not like him to be so lethargic for a few days.

However, Riku's been spreading a bit of cheer--some of his presents might be a tad late, but they're delivered carefully. And random transports were given pies or torts, even if he doesn't know them. ]


Hope everyone had a good Christmas. Now we just--

[ achoo! Groan, wobble, worried scree. ]

... have the New Year to worry about.
chargethesebatteries: (salute!)

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[personal profile] chargethesebatteries 2012-12-29 09:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Ah, gotcha. [She's familiar with the type.]

Tell you what, I'll swing by the grocery store and I can be there in three shakes of a Molotov cocktail. [Sarge, no, don't shake those.] I hope it's not you making those squealing noises, though, kiddo; I don't think I'm qualified to do exorcisms.
chargethesebatteries: (really.)

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[personal profile] chargethesebatteries 2012-12-29 10:02 pm (UTC)(link)
That makes a little more sense. [Unusual choice for a pet, but she's not one to judge.] Okay, you hang tough and I'll be there shortly. Over and out.

[And it doesn't take her more than twenty minutes to find what she needs and make it to Riku's apartment--the cruiser's particularly handy around Exsilium. A paper bag tucked under one arm, she hops off the cruiser and lightly kicks the button to fold it back up into its compact backpack before shouldering it and knocking on the door.]

Riku? You still kickin' in there?
chargethesebatteries: (talk about a clipping error...)

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[personal profile] chargethesebatteries 2012-12-30 07:08 am (UTC)(link)
[She blinks at him when he opens the door, a little surprised by how haggard he looks.]

Well don't you look about as hale as a fish in the dirt; sheesh, kid, why didn't you say you were dying? I could'a been here faster--obviously there was no time to be wasted in the first place.

[That was an attempt at levity, for the record. Stepping inside and closing the door behind her with one foot, she takes a moment to regard Stellaluna, looking a bit impressed, actually. She's just so... colorful.]

Never seen a bat like that before, I gotta say. [And then without ceremony she just sticks one hand out and plants her palm firmly against his forehead. Then she just clicks her tongue and makes a vague pointing gesture.]

Go siddown before you fall over, Mr. Fahrenheit. [And with that she moves toward the kitchen. Her bedside manner could use a little work, it's true, but she's on a mission and efficiency is paramount. Setting the paper bag down on the counter, she pulls out a box of orange tea, several jars of spices, a lemon, a small jar of honey, and an unmistakable bottle of Jack Daniels whiskey. She holds up the bottle and wags a finger at Riku, grinning.]

So, just for the record, you're underage and this is for medicinal purposes only. Otherwise I'd have to arrest myself for contributing to the delinquency of a minor, and that could get awkward.
chargethesebatteries: (yeah i'm gonna have to go with no)

[personal profile] chargethesebatteries 2012-12-30 08:05 am (UTC)(link)
[Tamora stares at the bat a moment before reaching out to carefully scratch the top of its head. Well, odd as a giant purple bat might be by normal standards, Stellaluna's kind of cute, she has to admit. She snorts a laugh then.]

Of course not--what do you take me for? [She makes a swirling motion with one finger.] You get one shot, junior, maybe two. The rest is for me, thank you very much.

[And then she sets to boiling some water before poking through the cabinets until she finds a large mug. As she grabs a knife from the block to slice the lemon, she spares the blankety mound on the sofa a glance.]

So how'd you wind up under the weather anyway? Should I have gotten you some thermal socks for Christmas or something?
chargethesebatteries: (are you pondering what i'm pondering?)

[personal profile] chargethesebatteries 2013-01-01 09:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Sounds like what you need is a good old-fashioned firewall. [She's mostly joking, at least on a literal level, but the point still stands. Better upgrade your anti-virus software, Riku.

[She waits for the water to come to a boil, then stirs in some ginger, cloves, and ground cinnamon, then drops a pair of teabags into the pot and lets it steep. Turning her attention back to Stellaluna, she purses her lips and squints a bit. Those... wings. There's something oddly familiar about them. The color is different, but they look an awful lot like the pair Riku wore at the masquerade.

[... Nah.

[Giving the bat another scratch on the top of the head, Tamora pokes through the kitchen until she finds a container to put the unused portion of the lemon in, then pulls the teabags from the water and brings it back to a boil. Tossing the container with the lemon into the fridge and closing it with her hip, she turns off the stove and carefully fills the mug with the tea-and-spices mixture. Then she spins the squeeze bottle of honey around one hand like a revolver and holds it poised above the mug.]


On a scale of one to rotten teeth, how much sugar do you take in your tea?
chargethesebatteries: (really.)

[personal profile] chargethesebatteries 2013-01-01 10:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Three it is. [She stirs in the honey and squeezes a wedge of lemon into the mug before twisting the cap off the whiskey and tipping the bottle forward. A shot and a half's worth should do it for now--she's got a feeling Riku wouldn't be a big drinker even if he were old enough, so he's probably low on tolerance. Moreover he's probably got an empty stomach, so no sense being irresponsible.

[She's definitely more sergeant than mom, but while she might be a bit short on delicacy Tamora's got a knack for taking care of people, provided they can put up with the rough edges. The mug in one hand and the bottle of whiskey in the other, she rounds the corner and plunks down on the opposite end of the couch, extending the mug to Riku and setting the whiskey down on the table.]


I never liked it too sweet either; Nana used to put way too much honey in her tea... I guess that's how they do it in the south, but I sure never acquired a taste for it that way. [She chuckles and shakes her head.] I thought she was gonna have a heart attack when she found out I prefer black coffee.
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[personal profile] chargethesebatteries 2013-01-02 01:35 am (UTC)(link)
[She chortles.] Well where do you think I got a name like 'Tamora Jean'? My maternal grandfolks are from Alabama. ... Er, well, so says my programming. [It's a bit odd to think about all these memories, these people in her past, a past that technically never actually happened. Backstory for a program is funny that way: the memories are there and plain as if she'd lived the life they stem from, but she's only actually experienced the memories from the first day Hero's Duty was plugged in.

[But she doesn't bother going into those details. If Riku's been inside a game before then logically he should sort of get what she means.

[She pauses then, realizing she actually doesn't know for sure just where Riku hails from; she never asked. She knows he can apparently traverse worlds as easily as she can hop games, though...]


Oh... that's earth, though: America. Have you been there?
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[personal profile] chargethesebatteries 2013-01-05 09:29 am (UTC)(link)
[She gives him a dry grin.] Well don't strain that head of yours too much; you've already overclocked it. It's not that important.

I grew up in a big city further north, but we used to spend a couple weeks every summer in Alabama with mom's folks, and they'd always come visit for the winter holidays. Nana used to complain something awful about how cold Chicago got around Christmastime.

[A sidelong look and she reaches forward to grab that bottle, throwing back a swig. Drinking from a glass is for the birds, amirite? She kind of wants to ask Riku about those other worlds, but he looks pretty exhausted, so she refrains for now. Instead she just sort of clicks her tongue chidingly.]

What're you even doing out of bed, in such sad shape, anyway? Overdo it and you'll be sick even longer, cadet.
chargethesebatteries: (how did you even code that?)

[personal profile] chargethesebatteries 2013-01-08 08:47 am (UTC)(link)
Chri-- You had gifts to deliver. [It's not even an incredulous question, it's just an incredulous echo.] For flak's sake, Riku, next time you decide on an impromptu paper-route holler at me and I'll let you borrow my cruiser or something.

[Seriously, rookie, being sick isn't going to do you any favors. You're gonna have training to make up! She gestures at him with the bottle then.]

Soon as you're not cooking your brains in that skull of yours I'm taking you coat shopping, kiddo.
chargethesebatteries: (really?  THAT'S all we're working with?)

[personal profile] chargethesebatteries 2013-01-12 06:19 am (UTC)(link)
[She jerks her thumb toward the clunky backpack now resting beside the sofa.]

I'll give you a lesson sometime. Can you skateboard? It's not all that different--just hurts more when you fall off, 'cuz you're up in the air.

[She follows his gaze to the black coat, then gives him a dubious look.]

Kind'a fancy lookin', but yeah it doesn't look too insulated. What's the point of having a coat that doesn't keep you warm?

[Tamora doesn't really understand impracticality in most situations.]
chargethesebatteries: (yeah i'm gonna have to go with no)

[personal profile] chargethesebatteries 2013-01-12 06:54 am (UTC)(link)
[Headtilt.] Wait, she's strong enough to fly with passengers? [She's not that big. Physics wat. She pauses, then takes another sip of the whiskey, just for good measure.] That's some bat. [Maybe it's in the purple gene or something.

[She chuckles helplessly at his answer then. He just sounds so... serious.]


Hadn't pegged you for someone scared of the dark, Riku.
chargethesebatteries: (ew did you get hit with an ugly stick?)

[personal profile] chargethesebatteries 2013-01-12 07:13 am (UTC)(link)
[Tamora stares at him a moment.] So... that night at the masq... [She points at the wings, then makes a bit of a face and throws back another swig of the whiskey. Yeah, definitely not buzzed enough to deal with purple bat fusion.

[Then she nearly jerks to her feet when Riku fires off a blast of--]


What in the holy huevos rancheros just happened? [The bottle of whiskey is on the table again and she is gawping at him. Riku, you are just full of surprises, and that's definitely something Tamora can appreciate, but not when you're running a fever young man.] Okay is that a normal thing you can do, or only when you're running a at a hundred-and-two degrees? Because if it's the former, then what in the name of caraway pumpernickel do you think you're doing firing off hocus pocus in your condition?

[Riku. Riku pls. She came here trying to help you recover, not make it worse with Demonstration Hour.]
chargethesebatteries: (get out)

[personal profile] chargethesebatteries 2013-01-12 07:23 am (UTC)(link)
[She gets to her feet then and folds her arms, giving him A Serious Look.]

Fine my rear end. You could'a just said 'I can fire darkness lasers from my fingertips' and I would have been happy to take a raincheck on the fireworks until you recovered, you lunkhead. [She points to his mug then.] Chug that toddy, cadet, [And then she points to the hallway.] and then get your posterior to bed, and you can tell me all about your crazy serious adventures in destroying yourself when you're less delirious, capisce?

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