A lean teenaged boy with silver hair (see teh piccys here
) slowly enters the room, an utterly confused - yet curious - expression on his face. He suddenly sees Kenshin still glaring daggers at Soujiro and stops. "Ooookaaay," he says slowly. "If I have to choose between this and the heartless-teeming darkness, I'm gonna go with the heartless-teeming darkness." He turns to leave, then stops as if someone has called his name. After a few seconds of standing in silence, he bursts out, "But Your Majesty, we're wasting time here! We need to get out and find Sora!" He listens for a few more moments, then snorts derisively, "I don't see how a bunch of freaks like these guys can help me... ...Your Majesty? Your Majesty!" He looks around the room wildly, searching for his invisible companion. "Damn it!" he growls, casting the people in the room an acid glare. Folding his arms across his chest, he's the spitting image of a sullen, rebellious teen. "My name is Riku," he mutters. "Apparently King Mickey is an ass and thinks this stupid little meeting is more important than finding my friends."