[The weeks after YRP's Epic Save the World Tour Part II haven't exactly been easy. Yuna is on Besaid, living her best life, and Paine is off adventuring and writing her book. Meanwhile, Rikku was... what? Hanging out with her brother and salvaging machina like she's twelve? Lame. Tidus always talked about having his story, and Yuna had picked that habit up while she'd been with the Gullwings--so where's Rikku's story? Okay, maybe that isn't a real question, but it's something to yell into the metaphorical void to make herself feel better.
Except the void isn't so metaphorical, and it yells back. Or at least it sends some creepy ghosty vilganc to knock her off her feet and nearly choke her to death. Cool move, void.
When she finally comes to, she has exactly two thoughts: I can't believe I'm not dead and It doesn't rain in the desert. While one of those things is definitely more important than the other, she focuses first on the latter, green eyes popping open as she sits up, leaning back on her hands and probably covered in grass and a little bit of mud. She spends about three and a half seconds looking around, and then her face scrunches up with what can only be called absolute seventeen-but-I'm-almost-eighteen-I-swear fury. Rikku yells the first words that come into her head, whether or not anybody is around to hear them. She even slaps her hands on the wet ground for emphasis.]
THIS ISN'T WHAT I HAD IN MIND!
ii. i pay my own bills [midgar]
[When presented with the option of a) a quaint little town with major inland Besaid vibes or b) a huge city she can easily get lost in, the choice is incredibly obvious to Rikku, just like she thinks it should be to anyone.
Midgar is, she thinks, what would happen if Luca, Bevelle, and Home all got mashed together and ended up only vaguely resembling any of the cities by themselves. There's machina everywhere, a lot of it unfamiliar, and Rikku can be found window shopping all over the city, which mostly means she's just a few millimeters from pressing her cute little nose against any given pane of glass separating her from whatever devices lie on the other side. Or clothes. A girl has to dress to impress, especially when she's in what is apparently totally not Spira.
But, as she's just arrived, Rikku is understandably short on cash. Unfortunately for many random passersby, this means she's going to play the part of the pickpocket--but only for a little while! She swears she's memorizing everyone's faces, and the next time she sees them, she's totally going to pay them back. A girl just needs a little gil to get on her feet, right? And, in the event she's caught, she'll give a high-pitched laugh and a bright smile, along with a friendly:]
Whoa there, hey! Yeah uh, your money was just stickin' out of your pocket, so I thought I'd just lean in real quick and tuck it back in.
[Who could possibly not believe a girl when she says it like that, huh?
In the event she isn't caught, well, she may just be using your cash to buy a little street food. She might even still have your wallet.]
rikku
[The weeks after YRP's Epic Save the World Tour Part II haven't exactly been easy. Yuna is on Besaid, living her best life, and Paine is off adventuring and writing her book. Meanwhile, Rikku was... what? Hanging out with her brother and salvaging machina like she's twelve? Lame. Tidus always talked about having his story, and Yuna had picked that habit up while she'd been with the Gullwings--so where's Rikku's story? Okay, maybe that isn't a real question, but it's something to yell into the metaphorical void to make herself feel better.
Except the void isn't so metaphorical, and it yells back. Or at least it sends some creepy ghosty vilganc to knock her off her feet and nearly choke her to death. Cool move, void.
When she finally comes to, she has exactly two thoughts: I can't believe I'm not dead and It doesn't rain in the desert. While one of those things is definitely more important than the other, she focuses first on the latter, green eyes popping open as she sits up, leaning back on her hands and probably covered in grass and a little bit of mud. She spends about three and a half seconds looking around, and then her face scrunches up with what can only be called absolute seventeen-but-I'm-almost-eighteen-I-swear fury. Rikku yells the first words that come into her head, whether or not anybody is around to hear them. She even slaps her hands on the wet ground for emphasis.]
THIS ISN'T WHAT I HAD IN MIND!
ii. i pay my own bills [midgar]
[When presented with the option of a) a quaint little town with major inland Besaid vibes or b) a huge city she can easily get lost in, the choice is incredibly obvious to Rikku, just like she thinks it should be to anyone.
Midgar is, she thinks, what would happen if Luca, Bevelle, and Home all got mashed together and ended up only vaguely resembling any of the cities by themselves. There's machina everywhere, a lot of it unfamiliar, and Rikku can be found window shopping all over the city, which mostly means she's just a few millimeters from pressing her cute little nose against any given pane of glass separating her from whatever devices lie on the other side. Or clothes. A girl has to dress to impress, especially when she's in what is apparently totally not Spira.
But, as she's just arrived, Rikku is understandably short on cash. Unfortunately for many random passersby, this means she's going to play the part of the pickpocket--but only for a little while! She swears she's memorizing everyone's faces, and the next time she sees them, she's totally going to pay them back. A girl just needs a little gil to get on her feet, right? And, in the event she's caught, she'll give a high-pitched laugh and a bright smile, along with a friendly:]
Whoa there, hey! Yeah uh, your money was just stickin' out of your pocket, so I thought I'd just lean in real quick and tuck it back in.
[Who could possibly not believe a girl when she says it like that, huh?
In the event she isn't caught, well, she may just be using your cash to buy a little street food. She might even still have your wallet.]
iii. these diamond rings [wildcard]
[i don't know, choose your own adventure!!]