#v; kh.

[soundsurfing]

@bravewielder​

“Yo! Riku!” Beat storms over to the other boy, clearly worked up about something or other. It seems like he’s rushed over here as fast as he could, the beanie he wears is nearly completely askew, letting strands of blond hair fall in front of one of his eyes.

“Where the hell you been, yo!? I been thinkin’ your sorry butt got chomped good.” Oh? Was that...worry, then? Beat didn’t seem worried, but the way he looked Riku up and down betrayed him.

He couldn’t help it, it was the big brother in him. But that wouldn’t be the best for his street cred. Being worried wasn’t cool. Being worried got you mocked and called a kill joy and-- Ugh, nevermind that.

“You didn’t find your friend, did’chu?”

[soundsurfing]

@litoredeem​

“I don’t get it.” Beat blurted out, reaching back to scratch his neck a little self-consciously. He hated to admit it, but the keyblader had completely lost him in his explanation. He’d been nodding along to Riku’s story all the way until they got to the part about how the keyblade can unlock anything.

“How’s a huge-ass thing like that gonna open a tiny little lock? I’d jus’ use it to smash it open.” This seemed like a much more reasonable use for it, in Beat’s opinion. “I bet’chu’d you whatever ya need faster, too.”