[ Sounds colorful. Should stand out, between the light of the lanterns, and any candles lit by the bonfire around the Invincible. Riku's familiar with the setting, it's been home to many a meeting, many a celebration. Friendships get forged here.
Carrying a satchel over one shoulder, a young man makes his way through the Invincible's main room. He's dressed in jeans, dark boots, dark gloves, a gray pullover hoodie under a black leather bomber jacket. The knitted blue scarf around his throat is the only splash of color. His silver hair's been pulled back into a low tail, tucked into his collar. ]
...Must be you.
[ In spite of his stony expression, Riku silently swallows.
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Carrying a satchel over one shoulder, a young man makes his way through the Invincible's main room. He's dressed in jeans, dark boots, dark gloves, a gray pullover hoodie under a black leather bomber jacket. The knitted blue scarf around his throat is the only splash of color. His silver hair's been pulled back into a low tail, tucked into his collar. ]
...Must be you.
[ In spite of his stony expression, Riku silently swallows.
Oh no. She's pretty. ]