[A man is approaching the north edge of town late in the evening, the cold, harsh winds whipping his somewhat battered coat around him. He's looking a little the worse for wear, with tears in his clothing here and there, frozen, muddy snow caked on his boots, and his hood pulled down low over his face to block out the icy bombardment from the wind
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Riku doesn't approach right away; he's too busy watching. Hmm... to help or not to help.]
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He watches right back.]
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[Still watching. Yep.]
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And you, Riku?
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Oh...excuse me, sir, are you okay?
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But he'll try her. For the moment.] This is my first time here.
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[OOC; Please forgive my horrendous edit. -_-;]
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Lost?
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And on the second:] I've only just arrived here.
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Where are you trying to get to? Or do you even know that?
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I'm investigating the area.
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He stops some eight feet away.
Let the staring match begin.]
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And... staaaaare. How long can they keep this up? Let's find out!]
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Cold? What cold?]
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