kingdomdressing | O Hai, Have a sane Saix!

[just looking for something to read while trying to avoid people he knows. when he notices Saïx out of the corner of his left eye, he freezes in place. the fact that this Saïx is reading and doesn't seem vicious or armed is completely lost on him.]

[He looked up from his story. The scent of fear tingling in his nose.]

You have no need to fear me. I've done nothing.

[he's still on edge, but turns curiously to look at Saïx. he notices the book and blinks, but this is a different Saïx, not the one he's met before.]

Uhm. H-hi.

[He nodded.]

Hello to you. I'd hazard a guess that you are a Roxas, but the smell is slightly off. Forgive me for my impertinence, it's merely curiosity.

[ah, familiar choice of words. he relaxes slightly and takes a few steps closer, scratching absentmindedly at an itchy spot right under the eyepatch.]

You can smell that? Huh. No, I'm... almost a Sora.

[He quirked a grin.]

I can smell just about anything from a person. While my nose is not as sensitive as say, Zexion's, I can tell the difference between people by smell.

[He tilted his head and arched his brow.]

A replica? I knew of the Replica of Riku, but did not know that Vexen was attempting a Sora.

[the grin unsettles him slightly, but he figures that if Saïx was planning on hurting him he would have done so already.]

Attempting and failing. Only my Vexen was... is named Even.

[glances at the book, squinting a little to see the title.]

What are you reading?

[He tilted his head.]

Vexen's counterpart? They've not lost their hearts yet? Strange.

[He looked at the book.]

Canterbury tales. Poetry interests me some.

[again with the lost hearts and nobodies. that sort of thing just confuses him...]

I don't know. He called himself Even, but he might have lost his Heart anyway. At least he behaved that way...

[shrugs, uncomfortable with the subject.]

Poetry? I've tried reading some poetry, but I never get it... I'm not good with abstract stuff like that.

[He nodded, clearly sensing the discomfort. He'd let the topic slide.]

Some people don't prefer it, but I find myself liking it.

[he's grateful that Saïx is not pushing the issue. he might elaborate later, but not now.]

I want to understand poetry, but... maybe I'm reading it the wrong way, or something.

[he'd move closer, but... a Saïx is a Saïx.]

[He chuckled.]

Well, you could be. The trick is to find a poet that speaks to you. If you can empathize with the poet, then understanding might come easier.

Do you listen to music?

Speaks to me... huh.

[books don't speak, silly.]

Music? Not really. Even preferred silence at all times, so I had no way to get ahold of anything to listen to. If he had anything, he didn't keep it in the lab.

[He snorted.]

Sounds like the Vexen from my world. You should, music is like poetry, and it might be easier to understand. I'm sure there's all kinds available here. Might be worth looking into.

I'll see what I can find. Thanks.

[He chuckled.]

If you can tell one Saix from another, just find me, we can talk about what you do find.

[He looked at him.]

Your eye. I'm assuming a Saix did that? Just from your reaction to seeing me.

I think I can tell you apart.

[if all else fails, he'll realize who it is when he's not attacked...]

Yes. It was. But I don't think he was aiming for the eye...

[He nodded.]

Hmm. I've stuck mainly to myself since my arrival. With Xemnas not here, nor my other compatriots, I did not see much reason for social interaction. Maybe I assumed too hastily.

I was never one for interaction myself. By force, not choice, but still. But I've gained a few fr-... acquaintances here. And an enemy or two, maybe.

[he falls right into the speech pattern. Even used more difficult words the few times he actually addressed the Replica, and the familiarity is nice.]

[He chuckled.]

You can say friends. I'm sure it's a nice thing. As for the enemies, well they come and go.

...okay, then I will.

[smiles.]

[He grinned.]

And friends do make the difference between being lonely and not.

They really do.

[He nodded.]

And are great causes of mischief, if I recall correctly.

That's true.

[he smiled fondly.]

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silly Replixas got hurt again. D:

I'd have him stop by, but uh..yea..

it might be a bit late, but feel free to show up anyway if you want to

nah, but he'll respond to another of Roxas' posts.

sounds good. :3