Third Floor Common Room of Face-Punching, Friday Night

[the_merriest]

Okay, so lunch had been a wash, and Rikku didn't go around inventing holidays in order to not punch people in the face.

So the third floor common room was crammed full of all the moddable snacks she could get her grabby little hands on, and she'd even made a banner:

Happy Hu Uha Eh Vyhtus Ghufc So Ranedyka Yhofyo!

That was all the warning anybody was going to get.

... Of course, the snacks looked good enough that she'd probably risk a few hits in order to snag some. That was how these fake holidays went, you know.

(OOC: Come one, come all! Remember: snacking means punching in the face. Come for the snacks, stay for the gratuitous violence?)

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[the_merriest]

"I'm not sure anyone is interested," Rikku said with a shrug. "I mean, it's just me rambling on about Al Bhed. Just another language."

[dark_slippy_thing]

"I don't imagine I'd ever have someone to speak it to, aside from you," Valentine said thoughtfully, actually setting down his second cookie, "but that doesn't mean I'm not interested. Teach it to me."

Not that Rikku's world was high on his list of places to be after graduation next summer, but it wasn't like anywhere else was really up there, either. Why not learn the language?

[the_merriest]

"Just in case you're ever in Spira?" she asked, one eyebrow raised. "It's okay. I'm just all ... blah lately. Don't mind me."

[dark_slippy_thing]

"Well, you have your arm back, and a retarded kitten," Valentine said thoughtfully, "and you've managed to single-handedly fool a portion of the student body into punching one another. So, there's slightly less reason to be 'blah,' right there. If you're up to it."

He poked at the cookie.

"As it stands, I don't see any reason why I shouldn't bother to learn other languages and the like. Unless you can think of a better place for me to go after I graduate?"

[the_merriest]

"Don't go to Spira," she said quickly. "It's not safe. It's dangerous. It's backwards and people ... don't. Why not stay here? Fandom's nice. This world has good places in it. I'm ... probably staying."

Rikku shrugged. "This is the kinda mood where I knew what I really needed was a couple hours curled up with Jude," she said, shaking her head. "Guess I'd better find a new way to snap out of it. It's, uh. It's his birthday. Today."

[dark_slippy_thing]

"Your face is far more normal than mine is in this world," Valentine pointed out, then ate his other cookie. When he had swallowed, he continued. "It doesn't much matter where I go, I won't fit in, really."

And then, oh.

"I suppose the cat can't do it all," he said, carefully. "But it's a good way to celebrate, at least. With food and punching."

[the_merriest]

"That's what I thought," Rikku said, nodding. "About punching people. It'd cheer me up and all that. So I wouldn't think about it. And fitting in is overrated. I mean. I don't fit in. Look how I dress."