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[itsdeplorable.livejournal.com]

[The lab door is cracked slightly open, and anyone curious enough to peek inside may notice a couple of interesting specimens.

No, this time the lab isn't being used for some ridiculous antics, such as spilling chemicals. Instead, one might notice a faint glow... a pink glow. Indeed, there appears to be a heart inside, sealed by a jar.

Unlike most Nobodies, Zexion isn't jumping at the chance to become whole-- not really, anyway. Instead he's writing down notes, observing the heart. While it's true that Nobodies have a sort of drive to become whole, Zexion isn't taking any chances right now.]

[ooc: In yer DR. Finding yer Kingdum Hartz. Poking is encouraged as always.]

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[dawnrise]

[Riku's made it a point to avoid the lab, not at all interested in running into the kind of people that would frequent it, but with the door open like that she's curious enough to peek inside.]

[itsdeplorable.livejournal.com]

[Oh. A Riku. He doesn't even need to look at the door to recognize her scent. However, he continues to write down some notes, completely silent.]

[dawnrise]

[which is exactly what she was expecting to find; her eyes narrow a bit, but Zexion isn't the most worrying of people to find tinkering in the lab.]

[itsdeplorable.livejournal.com]

[He glances back from the corner of his eye, then shakes his head.]

It's impolite to stare, Riku.

[dawnrise]

I can think of about a dozen things you've done that would be considered 'impolite', Zexion.

[gives the door a light push to open it wider.]

[itsdeplorable.livejournal.com]

Impolite? Perhaps... or perhaps I was simply correct. Although you embraced the darkness, it only proves what I had said before. Indeed, you became stronger in a sense, but only because you betrayed those dear to you, cast aside your home, and became but a shadow of who you were.

[hm... now to pump a little darkness into the heart.]

[dawnrise]

[...ouch. congratulations on stirring up some very bad memories. but Riku's going to let those comments slide right off.]

Better a shadow than nothing at all. And don't act like you know everything that happened.

[greypetals.livejournal.com]

[brb little kid walking in, looking under chairs and tables.]

[itsdeplorable.livejournal.com]

[And another Riku. He doesn't turn away from his work, but he can certainly hear and smell the child.]

I don't believe this is a suitable location for a child.

[greypetals.livejournal.com]

I'm looking for my frog.

[the only explanation he offers. frogs are supposed to be in science rooms. he knows they cut them open.]

[itsdeplorable.livejournal.com]

[--how ironic. A frog in a laboratory... oh, but this is no school lab. He merely shakes his head]

Would it not be more likely for a frog to be in a moist area? This lab is cold, dry, and unfitting.

[greypetals.livejournal.com]

I already looked there. What if someone took him 'cause they wanted to cut him open?

[itsdeplorable.livejournal.com]

It would hardly make a difference; likely, it would be revived in a fashion similar to any other living being.

[Hm...good. This heart's got a significant amount of darkness now, but not too much. That will do.]

I've yet to encounter any dissection tools, or any sign of preservatives.

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

[Well this isn't a Riku, that's for cure. But my those cat ears and tail make him to be a little more than the average Sora.]

Ienzo, is that you?

[Yeah, he'd only met Ienzo before so this is a new face to him.]

[itsdeplorable.livejournal.com]

[a Sora is a Sora, regardless. However, he doesn't consider him to be any more than a simple disturbance.]

In a sense, I suppose.

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

Alright.

[Well then, a disturbance he'll be. Sorry but curiosity killed the cat~]

What exactly are you..doing?

[itsdeplorable.livejournal.com]

[Of course. Soras are the curious sorts.]

I'm merely preparing to test a theory of mine. It's of little concern, however.

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

Am I allowed to know what this "theory" of yours is?

[His ears twitched to listen in while his eyes wandered to the jar, cocking an eyebrow.]

[itsdeplorable.livejournal.com]

I'd rather not. It's far too confidential.

[in other words, he doesn't want to give away what he has in mind]

[darkestprince.livejournal.com]

[didn't his younger self steal some of your notes recently? he'll just...peek inside because he's curious.]

[itsdeplorable.livejournal.com]

[...familiar scent is very familiar. He glances back, but then turns to his work]

[darkestprince.livejournal.com]

Why do you have that heart inside a jar?

[should actually stay in his room until he figures out how the whole deal about time travel and its possible consequences work out. Infinite loops and paradoxes are not fun.]

[itsdeplorable.livejournal.com]

It's none of your concern.

[Why should he elaborate on his own studies? Any slip-ups could ruin everything.]

[darkestprince.livejournal.com]

[kind of expected that response, really. while he wonders why Zexion is more interested in writing down notes than becoming whole, his main concern was if talking to this guy could change history.]

[itsdeplorable.livejournal.com]

[Zexion has his reasons for not becoming whole, however. This heart is a test-- but not for him. No, he has something else in mind.]