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Secret Report 001:

The population of famales versus males in this world is unfortunately bent. In any case, there is an illusion of more males given the overall variety of males which are to be found. Individuals with silver hair and green eyes, individuals with brown hair and blue eyes, and people who resemble Ventus seem to make up the majority. There are also substantial numbers of people who have silver or white hair and dark skin similar in tone to Master's. And individuals with spikey - borderline ridiculous - red hair and green eyes. There are others, but they are all less numerous.

Aside from this, of course, there are Terras. I have yet to find any version of the Master, but I have heard tale of Master Eraqus. I have yet to witness him personally.

And speaking of the red-heads, they seem to make up the vast majority of the female population. A red-haired girl with blue eyes. She distinctly resembles the young princess of the Radiant Garden... it seems likely she could be the same person. I should confer with Braig or many of his look-alikes. Aside from her, there are numerous blonde girls with blue eyes, which come in two variations - ones who are smaller with longer hair and ones who are larger with bug-like appendages in their hair.

And then, of course, there are some Aquas. Something Ventus is no doubt overjoyed about.

Speaking of Braig, others I have seen on the Garden are here, making up part of the minorities among the male population. I have yet to speak with them to confirm this, but I have seen the two castle guards as well as the child-prodigy and one of the scientists.

I have made contact with several individuals who resemble Ventus, as well as Aqua, who proceeded to threaten me should I approach the unworthy apprentice of Master Eraqus. He cannot even formulate a sandwich properly, to trust him to run rampant through this world would be ridiculous.

I have yet to witness a single unversed in this world, however I have seen other things - creatures I cannot identify with white coloration, and beings of darkness with a black coloration. Perhaps the black beings are what will come from the door... however, I have little knowledge of what these white beings could be.

There are many wielders here.

[Of course, this note here is written down and on a piece of paper he is hap-hazardly leaving on the counter. Because right now, the armored apprentice here has an objective in mind: namely, here in his kitchen he is going to make a sandwich. And it will be a better sammich than Ven ever made]

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[erasemefriend.livejournal.com]

[... Vanitas.

...

Watch Ven try and sneak on by in order to get to the fridge.]

[stalksthewind.livejournal.com]

Hello Ventus.

[erasemefriend.livejournal.com]

[kjahfkjas

Curses! He uh. Freezes, his hand inches away from the handle of the fridge. Eheh.]

Nothing gets past you, does it?

[stalksthewind.livejournal.com]

Of course not.

[Hmm... well this sammich needs to be more perfect]

[erasemefriend.livejournal.com]

What're you even doing?

[...opening that fridge. Hmm. Wait, no. He opens the freezer because he's kind of curious.]

[stalksthewind.livejournal.com]

I am making a sandwich.

[erasemefriend.livejournal.com]

[...He stopped, holding the odd stick of ice cream in his hand before once again opening the fridge.]

Then I guess I'll just have to make one, too.

[stalksthewind.livejournal.com]

[...A nod there but even so-]

A rematch, Ventus?

[erasemefriend.livejournal.com]

You bet. And this time I won't lose.

[...'kay. Sticking that ice cream in his mouth. --ew. It's salty... but kinda sweet. What weird ice cream.

Hm, now to get some supplies.]

[stalksthewind.livejournal.com]

[Vanitas will put aside this sammich and go to make a new one. Just to be fair and all-]

[erasemefriend.livejournal.com]

[Yeah? Well... Ven's sammich will be epic. Just watch.

Right. Bread? Check. Lettuce? Check. ... Meat. He'll use TWO?! kinds of meat and TWO?! kinds of cheese.

That leaves sauce.

...

And yes, he's getting this all while carrying a stick of ice cream in his mouth.]

[stalksthewind.livejournal.com]

[Substance before amount, Ventus. That's why you're loser.

In terms of sauces, Vanitas is making it. Mixing together hot sauce and mayonnaise to make chipotle mayonnaise]

[erasemefriend.livejournal.com]

[...Yeah. Well Mayonaise is gross, man. He's gonna have some BBQ sauce, heckyeaaah.

Right. Now he'll get a plate and begin to assemble it. The bread is lovely and sourdough.]

[stalksthewind.livejournal.com]

[Shows what you know, foolish Ventus. As for sourdough - that's lame, he's going to make a subway sandwich]

[erasemefriend.livejournal.com]

[Right. First he will put the meat on, then the cheese, and then the veggies. And to top it all off...the sauce. OH YEAH.]

[stalksthewind.livejournal.com]

[Spreading his chipotle mayonnaise... and then some lettuce, then some bacon. Then he moves to toast the chicken before putting on a layer of pepperjack cheese.]

[erasemefriend.livejournal.com]

[And now, to put the top layer of bread on.

Yeah. Van's is probably better. At least fancier.]

[stalksthewind.livejournal.com]

[...Yes, yes it is. Particularly now that the chicken is on it]

[triggerparadox.livejournal.com]

[ Fucking boo, Vanitas. Right behind ya, even, to see if your sandwich'll fall. Hand on the shoulder, then muffled words pretty much all "Mmph."

Yes, he still has that large helmet on. And, for once, the Organization cloak. For a reason! ]

[stalksthewind.livejournal.com]

Hello.

[No, no you do not get a jump. You get him turning lightly as if he expected that one. He did tense a little, but hey, a guy can be sure of himself can't he?]

[triggerparadox.livejournal.com]

[ Hey, I'm just an Organization Heartless. How're you doin'?

There are those familiar hand gestures, though. And yes, it did equate into a 'Hey there. Gonna take off your helmet?' ]

[stalksthewind.livejournal.com]

[...Well that's interesting. That happened though, Vanitas shrugs there before-]

I will eat it on my own time.

dfsdkjhfjk be nice LJ.

[triggerparadox.livejournal.com]

[ Snaps his fingers. He's never seen Vanitas' face even once. ]

Mmph mmn? Mmph mmmmppph.

[stalksthewind.livejournal.com]

[Of course he hadn't. Van doesn't let people see his face that easily obviously]

Do you need something?

[destati-13.livejournal.com]

[Speaking of Ven lookalikes, one of them is coming into the kitchen to find something to eat. He finally got out of his Halloween costume, and is happily wearing an Organization coat again. He pauses at the sight of someone he doesn't know though - it's a rare thing when you've been here over a year.]

[stalksthewind.livejournal.com]

[Vanitas, meanwhile, is going to keep up with his sammich making. He does wave lightly, all the same]

[destati-13.livejournal.com]

[He'll wave back, still looking a little confused. His outfit almost looks like Riku's dark mode, which has him a little on edge, but. He seems friendly.]

Who are you...?

[stalksthewind.livejournal.com]

I'm Vanitas.

[...Mmm, sammich]

[destati-13.livejournal.com]

Vanitas?

[Hm, he's really never heard of you before. He's going to dig in the fridge for some food.]

I guess there aren't many of you around...

[stalksthewind.livejournal.com]

There are innumerable yous around, however.

[poppetry.livejournal.com]

[ --oh, of all the people to run into.

Xion does her best to ignore him and get herself something to drink. ]

[stalksthewind.livejournal.com]

Xion, right?

[poppetry.livejournal.com]

... so you know who I am, now?

[stalksthewind.livejournal.com]

A little birdie told me. It's strange that three people look like Ventus though.