eight (video) ♞ ❝but i won't complain; i'll open all the windows.❞

[limitstorm]

[ as usual, Riku's been helping Transports that're coming in. it's the courteous thing to do, he figures. but even he needs a break, and remembering what he was told as a kid during the event, he's ... made something of a makeshift soccer field in one of the gymnasiums. with two goalposts and lines in tape, it looks like a proper field.

without the grass, of course. he'd love to play in the rain, but with all the new Transports and with dirt turning to mud and good god, the chill... well, not much of a game if everyone's slipping and sliding and freezing, anyway. he bounces the ball on his head like the proper showoff he is. ]

Who's up for a game?

There's got to be soccer--uh, or football [ he glances to the Initiative staff member who coughed when he said 'soccer' with a raised brow ] on other worlds, too.

There's a lot of new people around, now, like there always is around this time of month. So if you just arrived and need to kick something--

[ there's a flash of yellow and purple suddenly, and the ball he'd been bouncing is suddenly gone. he has to turn to look off-camera, and he levels his gaze. ]

C'mon, Stellaluna. You can't...

[ ...!

he rolls his eyes and moves off-screen, himself. ]

That's not for eating. Spit it out.

[ off-screen wrestling; the ball shoots out, hitting the chair his device is sitting upon. it tumbles over and reveals Riku taking the ball from a flapping bat's grip.

once the ball's let go, the bat perches atop his head, and he gives her a pet before looking back at the device. ]

... oh, right. [ he starts to get up. ] If you helped me as a kid, I'd like to talk to you. Privately.

[ he moves over, and clicks off the feed. ]

Comments

[video; private]

[got_it_memorized]

Hey, now, your teacher did the best he could with the student he was given. Not my fault your five-year-old self doesn't have your current hand-eye coordination skills.

[video; private]

[limitstorm]

[ a helpless sigh. ]

I guess we're just gonna have to agree to disagree.

At least you get something out of it. Unless you don't like apples.

[video; private]

[got_it_memorized]

Apples? [Wait, you mean you're actually making him a pie? He looks a little startled by this idea, actually, and stares at the feed a moment before expertly schooling the shock into mildly sarcastic incredulity.]

I like apples just fine, but I don't really think a frisbee lesson warrants recompense on that large a scale. [He awkwardly scratches the crown of his head.] I mean, even if we didn't know who the other was at the time, we still kinda had fun, right? So that's enough.

[limitstorm]

[ rolls eyes. ]

You know what, you're not allowed to be that modest. You chase me around in the future.

[got_it_memorized]

So this is preemptive pie, then? For chasing you around in the future? Kinda seems like a funny thing to be grateful for. Does paying it forward even really count with all this time nonsense, anyway?

[He's sort of nattering now, but he's still not really sure what to think about what Riku told him.]

I mean, what if I decide to do things differently this time around? Then you'll have made me pie for nothing!

[limitstorm]

I think you're destined to chase me around no matter what.

[ hmph ]

That's not what I'd make you pie for, anyway.