#wayfoundwarrior

Not too long ago, he had found himself in a situation in which he was in a conflict with Xehanort to try and reclaim control of his own body, the next thing he knew, he had his own body back, and had signed a contract to end up in this strange place. It was rather cold outside, the place filled to the brim with white powdery snow. It was very reminiscent of the many winters he had spent in the mountains back in the Land of Departure. As kids, he and Aqua always enjoyed playing in the snow, whether it be snowball fights, making snow angels, or building snow forts. It was memories like those that truly made him miss his best friends.

Up ahead of him was a fairly large lodge, looking just about as inviting as anything. It was pretty cold outside, so hopefully he’d be able to warm himself up at least a little bit. Opening the door slowly, his eyes widened slightly as he walked into a fancy room full of tons of different people, socializing, eating, drinking, you name it. Come to think of it, it had been quite a long time since he last had a good meal. In plain sight was a large table that had several different kinds of food, almost unlike anything he had ever seen before. Seeing all the food before him just made him all the more hungry, he just couldn’t wait anymore.

There was just so much food, he honestly wasn’t entirely sure what he wanted to eat. However. the food that immediately caught his eye was the several different kinds of sushi. It had been way too long since he had any, let alone any kind of decent food. Not even sure what type of sushi to get, he decided to just try every kind and filled his entire plate with several of every kind of sushi available. He then picked up a glass, filling it with what he presumed was juice before taking a quick sip of the liquid in his glass. It tasted different, unlike any other kind of juice he’d had before, but it was not bad. It was kind of sweet.

“Excuse me... have you seen my dad?” A slightly distressed Nanako tugged at the strangers clothing, hoping to get her attention.

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Shifting aside another graded assignment, Xehanort let out a quiet grumble of frustration at the continuing lack of effort that his students put in to his class. So many of them held grand notions of what his profession was, but weren’t willing to put in the effort they needed to show to reach that point. The few that were...were painfully naive and completely unaware of the sacrifices and risks that one needed to take to make it in the world. 

One in particular always seemed to earn his ire. Her seemingly tireless optimism, the shining outlook she held on life and on human history, grated infinitely on his nerves. And, of course, her constant badgering and the near perfectionism she put into every movement...

The only thing that he could liken his feelings to would be the desire that someone feels when they see perfectly still water. He wanted to be the one to cast a stone into it and watch the ripples destroy that stillness, that perfection.

Drawn from his thoughts by a knock on the door of his office, the professor lifted his head to look to the door. At this hour, there could be only one student still on the campus, and willing to so brazenly interrupt him. Muttering to himself quietly before calling out to the door, he made certain to shift all of his papers to the side and out of direct line of sight.

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      Without context, the image him running through the streets with bags in his arms probably makes him look a bit bad, especially when there were people chasing him. The reality was that he was stealing previously stolen bags to return to their owners, but from a first glance it really.... didn’t look like that. He was pretty quick himself, but the five and a half foot sword strapped too his back and the immobility of his limbs made him a bit more sluggish. This was probably one of the least dangerous jobs he’s had but it sure was some kind of experience.

        Turning a sharp corner he nearly lost one of the bags, reach down quickly to pick it up as the action caused him to slow for a moment and become a bit jumbled. It was a bit less crowded where he had turned, but still he was darting through who was there, until he nearly dropped some of the bags again. With a groan and continuous movement forward. He spotted a girl with blue hair that he didn’t mean, but met eyes with for a moment. An idea sparked in him, a bad one, but it was an idea.

        Shifting the bundle of bags in his arms, he came to a halt for a moment and shoved some of them in the strangers arms before tugging on her arm. “They stole these.” He felt it necessary to say something or else the woman (that really didn’t deserve any of this) would just assume that he was the thief in this case. Why he chose her? Who really knows, she seemed fit enough for his momentary judgement.

Of course in the past, Riku had met Aqua a bit due to the fact that he’s best friends with one of her younger sisters and dating the other. It would have been more surprising if he hadn’t met her at all. She had always been kind to him, that was, until he started dating Namine. Ever since then, he feels like she’s been giving him the cold shoulder.

In a sense, he could kind of understand why her kind demeanor faded away, because she seemed like she was very protective over her two younger sisters, which was understandable. Still though, it felt a little unfair to him that she was treating him like this just because the person he happened to be dating was Namine.

As he continued along for a walk, he noticed Aqua standing around, and even though she wasn’t on the best of terms with him, he figured he should at least greet her nonetheless. Either way, he wasn’t going to win with her, so he didn’t have much to lose. He walked over to Aqua and took a deep breath before thinking of the appropriate words to say.