<div class="floatleft">(http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w190/Rakykia/riku_zpsi7fmnqcu.png)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: large;">Fukui Riku</span>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=237289.msg11683867#msg11683867)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Home<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Birdie<br/><hr/>Insubstantial? Riku would have gotten furious of someone calling his favorite band something like that if he hadn't just been inches away from touching Torikai's own rather substantial body parts. The healthy mix of embarrassment and arousal had made his reply a lot more toned down and weak than he wanted it to be, "N-no! They are full of life and... and joy and w-why would you think they lack something? They're so pure." He was well aware it wasn't much of an argument, not much of a reply at all really, but the job that kept Riku's hands busy took too much for him to be able to focus on anything else. It felt awful though to have something so dear to him bashed, especially when he could not defend it properly. With his emotions already so close to surface Riku could not suppress a little tear drops swelling at the corners of his eyes. He pursed his lips, trying to contain it.<br/><br/>After finishing the measurements he was still feeling a bit sad. He lifted his chin as the soft feathers trailed his neck and carefully withdrew his hand, lifting them up as well as the measurement tape up as if to yield a firearm. With himself so flustered Riku just couldn't understand how it was that as if this fully naked soft looking girl was able to maintain her calm with such perfection. It made Torikai look so threatening and scary. She could probably rip me to shreds if she wanted to, Riku realized. "Y-yes... I'm done," he whimpered and tried to put one little stocking feet behind another to retreat. "I'll get to adjusting your outfit now, okay? Y-you can do what you want while you wait," he said, grabbing the cosplay and heading to the sewing machine and workbench to get it all sorted out.