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Riku's sitting at a table near the front, his boots plopped on the desk, writing furiously in a notebook.

He's concentrating so hard he wouldn't notice if a giant tried to sneak up on him. He's so confused his hands are shaking. He's so pissed off that he wants to punch the wall until either the wall or his fist breaks.

He's just figured out something about his friends and enemies and the bar, and he has no idea what to do about this knowledge at all.

And Ansem's voice, over and over, shooting daggers into his head and heart:

I told you so I told you so I told you so

[OOC: Warning for a not-quite-right Riku, and the possibility of having to deal with Ansem.]

[tiny tags: wanijima akito, billy kaplan, zexion]

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Riku can sense his presence, he can smell the heart, he doesn't even have to ask about it.

"So when'd you get it?" he asks, without even looking up. He crosses a line through a VI on the sheet.

"That is none of your concern." Zexion answers coldly, on instinct.

"Of course it is," Riku says. "We're all reasonable people here. Can't we get along?"

He snickers.

"Was that supposed to be funny?" Zexion asks through gritted teeth.

"Probably not," Riku says, "But it was, anyway.

So there's a treaty, right?"

He sighs.

"There is." Zexion concedes, before adding. "It does not require friendship."

"It does require us to be genial. So we should probably start, right?"

Zexion touches just under his collarbone, looking away for a moment before looking back and nodding.

"...I suppose so."

"So take a seat," Riku nods at it. "Stay awhile."

May be asking for too much, there.

Zexion eyes the offered seat. He looks about to refuse before he carefully sits down, giving Riku a look.

"...I will stay as long as I am comfortable doing so."

"No objections from me," Riku says, going back to the notebook.

"So I hear you're quite the reader."

They have something in common! How quaint.

"That's a quaint way of putting it, but I suppose it's true, yes." Zexion stated as he opened up his own book.

"Gotta love the Library That Never Was." What with the whole 'every book that never existed' thing.

"Way too much in there to ever allow a guy not to starve."

"Yes, the library was rather..." 'calming' isn't exactly the right word, as he had nothing that needed calming. "...extensive."

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