anonymous text; and here comes a flood

[halfhearted]

[The moment the curse ended, the scent of a large amount of darkness can be picked up by anyone sensitive. It lingered close to the residential area before winding up in the plaza. If anyone was curious to follow their nose, they will find him perched on top of a building.

He wasn’t the only thing hanging around though. A few of his Floods were scuttling  across the plaza to attack anyone who crosses their paths.]


If someone were to take something that belongs to you, would you take it back?

[//Filtered From Terra//]

Does the name Ventus ring any bells for you losers? What about Xehanort?

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[halfhearted]

[Oh. Is he bothering you?

Whoops. All out of cares to give at the moment. Try again next time.

Vanitas stood up. ]

You could. [Summoning Void Gear now.] But you didn’t.

[Pointing the keyblade at her now.] I’m asking the questions now.

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[imaginarytides]

[She eyes the keyblade warily, feeling like she should be surprised by the fact he's from home. Instead, her demeanor shifts to a defensive one. She won't let herself be caught off guard if this comes to blows.

Xion's tempted to ask him what he would do if she refuses to answer, but she's beginning to suspect that they could go in circles forever on that train of thought. She opts for a different question, despite his warning.]

Alright, fine.

What did you mean by 'what' I am?

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[halfhearted]

[Either circles or he’ll trade exchanging words for blows. It could be interesting to see how it’ll go against whatever she was.]

That’s another question, idiot. [Whoops. Best way to get what you want is insulting, right?

He’ll actually grant her this one.] Let me say it in a way you’ll understand. You are missing something vital. [Keyblade is pointed at her chest.] Clear enough for you or do I have to draw you a picture so you’ll understand? [It’ll be stick figures. Can you handle stick figures, Xion?]

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[imaginarytides]

[If dealing with Saix did anything for her, it gave her a thick skin. Sorry Vani, you're just not pressing the right buttons yet.]

How do you expect me to answer any of your questions if I don't know what your asking?

[Her eyes widen however as the keyblade draws nearer to her chest.]

And what does that matter to you?