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Compassion

[Eraqus hasn't had the easiest time adjusting to the dressing room. First there was the attack by those Heartless, then there was the incident of walking in on Ven suffering from a bad case of hand-to-panty magnetism with a young girl the Master had never met, and just yesterday, he learned there are rooms around here that magically strip you down to your underwear. He could have gone several lifetimes without that particular experience.

Needless to say, at this point the Keyblade Master is looking for a safe location to rest up. The incident with Ven still bothers him, to the point that all he's really looking to do right now is sit and think it over.

In the end, he settles for something very familiar. The room in question is decorated in alabaster, gold, and teal colors. There are stained glass windows. It's also pretty darn huge.

He takes a seat in one of the thrones situated on the far end of the room and... proceeds with the thinking. Mulling.]

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[Notices the anxious foot.]

If you have something to say, by all means...

I was wondering... if there was anything I could do to redeem myself...

[Leans back.]

You speak as though you've committed some terrible crime.

[Can you blame him, given that you told him he was a disgrace and that he was wasting his talents?]

[Don't give him that face.]

[What if he can't help being emo? ;; YOU SAID HE WAS A DISGRACE. THAT'S HARSH.]

[YOUR HAND WAS UP A GIRL'S SKIRT.

Then again, at least it wasn't up Terra's ~~skirt~~ pants.]

Return to your training, Ven.

[... :c]

No other orders, sir?

One. Leave the wooden sword here.

[Eyes widen before nodding. Great. Now he has to fight with magic and his bare hands. Leaves the sword next to him.]

[Not quite. He'll find his Keyblade back if he tries to summon it. Not that Eraqus plans on telling him that.]

[He wouldn't think of doing something like that immediately um. ._. Your pupil is a little slow.]

[Not too slow if he's crawling on girls.]

[Girl. GIRL. SINGLE FORM. Also can't you let that go, I'm already a walking emo stick :c]

[He let it go enough to secretly give you back your Keyblade?]

[But. But that could mean nothing D: DO YOU WANT ME TO TRAIN MORE. IS THAT WHY YOU GAVE IT BACK.]

[Would you prefer he not give you your Keyblade back and disown you as an apprentice?]

[He just wants to know how he can prove himself worthy again.]

[Go find Xehanort.

Wait, no. Bad idea.

Go find his apprentice and yank the helmet off.]

[Really :D Give me ordeeeers, I would do them.]

[You would try and get yourself hurt in the process. :c]

[But I can take them on! I can do this D:]

[What would your girlfriend think if you got hurt?]

[...

... this is Keyblade business, right? It's our world, and this was how I was trained. To do things like this. She'll understand.]

[...........

You keep telling yourself that. And give Eraqus time to actually run into Vanitas. Then you'll get your mission.]

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