They don't bother me when I'm alone

[claimedbydark]

[Of course she'd miss the fun Christmas ball. Instead of a nice fun place to drop her into, the DR's, quite literally, dropped her into a pile of snow in the park. And considering the little dress she's known for wearing, that's not going to be fun.

So. She's cold, has no idea where she is, and to top it all off, she can't see him anywhere.

He's going to be so mad at her D:]

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[connives]

[Someone perhaps familiar is sitting on a park bench nearby! Zexion's snugly dressed, complete with gloves, hat, scarf, and a paper cup full of cocoa to sip at while he contemplates the snowy landscape. And now Naminé.]

A rough landing.

[claimedbydark]

[She's a little more familiar with Marluxia and Larxene, but she does know who he is, and of course looks terrified the moment she sees him, scrambling to her feet and backing away.]

[connives]

[He just watches her. Chasing after skittish little creatures doesn't make them any less skittish, after all.]

Nope, not a locked post XD

[claimedbydark]

[She's being very cautious. She may know who he is, but she didn't spend enough time with the organization to learn what he can do, so she's wary.]

cool. c:

[connives]

[Ah, he didn't greet her. Shame on him, such bad manners; those peons in the lower ranks might have no class at all, but he's in the single digits and more significantly of the original six.]

Hello, Naminé.

[claimedbydark]

[He might be a little offended by her behavior then, because she refuses to answer him.]

[connives]

[His one visible eyebrow rises.]

Is Marluxia really so remiss in teaching manners to those under his charge?

[claimedbydark]

[And now she frowns.]

I'm not Marluxia's.

[connives]

[He tilts his head back and the corner of his mouth curls up in a dry smirk, the overall expression being one of a worldly adult's playing along with a silly little child's fantasy.]

Really. Tell me, Naminé, has he heard you developing implications of a spine lately?

[claimedbydark]

[She outright glares now.]

I have nothing to do with him, or anything the Organization wants.

[connives]

[He allows his sneer to widen in return.]

You would have me believe that someone rescued you?

[claimedbydark]

Yes.

[She even raises her voice above a whisper at that. Clearly she respects whoever it was who rescued her, and will not have Zexion speak badly of him.

Not that she could really do anything to stop it. She's still bitty and weak at this point :c]

[connives]

[He chuckles at that one lazily.]

Really. And who would have bothered, little girl?

[claimedbydark]

None of your business.

[Going to protect him, identity and all, for as long as she's able.]

[connives]

[Subtly disbelieving:] Making a break for it, are you?

[claimedbydark]

[Takes a step backward, away from him.]

I don't belong to the organization. I have no reason to stay around any of you.

[She only belongs to one person. And she's going to go look for him the moment she's sure that Zexion won't follow her.]

[connives]

[He actually stands, taking a lazy step her way. It's not aggressive, just... keeping the pressure on.]

Do tell.

[claimedbydark]

[It's enough to bring the fear back at least, and she shuts her mouth, refusing to say another word and just keeps backing away.]

[connives]

[He opens his mouth and takes a deep breath, taking in her scent and committing it to memory (heh) - on more levels then one. Just one more pawn to keep an eye on. Don't worry about it, Naminé; you're not important enough to merit further attention.]

I see your newfound bravery doesn't go very far.

[claimedbydark]

[...Tch. That actually makes her kind of angry at him, as much as she can be as a Nobody.

But since her control over her powers is still shaky, that anger might be enough to send a little tremor through his mind. Careful buddy. Your memories are in danger of being shattered entirely by accident :|]

[connives]

[Goodness, Naminé, that's almost potential! He blinks languidly at her, taking note of that sensation... if she won't talk he'll just wait, memorize her scent and see if whoever she's so protective of doesn't show up to have a chat with her. Wait and learn.]

How pitiful... at the least, I would have expected Marluxia able to teach you manners, and you clever enough to ape them. [A shrug, a sigh; he lifts his cup to his lips and takes a sip of cocoa. It's deplorable, if you couldn't guess.]

[claimedbydark]

[Well she's not going to stick around if she can help it.]

Manners are for people who deserve them. I don't owe the Organization that sort of treatment.

[And with that, she'll turn and try to run. She still hasn't got the hang of portals, sadly, so if Zexion wanted to stop her, it'd probably be too easy for him.]

[connives]

[He has her scent and will keep an 'eye' on her now. So he just lets her go. Don't get frostbite, Naminé.]

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