clash

[allthelightleft.livejournal.com]

[In an abandoned corridor, there are two armored figures clashing Keyblades. One is, unmistakably, a Vanitas, while the other seems to be a female wearing silver armor. Both looks tired out, and the Vanitas flees to somewhere (probably to a certain room).

The other figure lets her armor disappear, breathing heavily but clutching the Keyblade she has with her.]

[ooc: hello to spoilerville because of Vanitas.]

Comments

[allthelightleft.livejournal.com]

[Not hers )8]

[erasedwind.livejournal.com]

[He got one, buuut...

He'll give it to her.]

Here.

[allthelightleft.livejournal.com]

[Blink.]

For me?

[erasedwind.livejournal.com]

You bet!

[Totes grinning. c:]

[allthelightleft.livejournal.com]

[Smiles a little and takes it.]

Thanks.

[erasedwind.livejournal.com]

Hey, you deserve it.

[Less grin now-- he's giving a fairly sincere smile here.]

[allthelightleft.livejournal.com]

[Hmmm. In that case.

Gives him a light peck on the cheek. HA. REVENGE FOR THE STALKER ARROW THING.]

1/?

[erasedwind.livejournal.com]

[...What.]

[erasedwind.livejournal.com]

[...

Um. Why did she---]

/DONE

[erasedwind.livejournal.com]

[H-hello there. My name is cap'n awkward, and I am very red today.]

W-what was that about?

[allthelightleft.livejournal.com]

That's revenge for what you did when you were hit by the arrow.

[c:]

[erasedwind.livejournal.com]

...Okay. But why now? And besides, it's not like I could help myself!

[Awkwaaard. Or maybe aquward, considering her heart. HM.]

[allthelightleft.livejournal.com]

Because I couldn't give you one before. And it's thanks for this.

[Holds up the popsicle stick.]

[erasedwind.livejournal.com]

[And now...for a total circus derp moment, brought to you by: His old self's logic! Yay.]

... Well, yeah. But isn't that kind of thing for people who...?

[allthelightleft.livejournal.com]

[Way to make her feel bad. Turns away.]

Sorry then.

[erasedwind.livejournal.com]

--No, it's okay. You just caught me off guard, that's all.

[Great, now he feels bad.]

[allthelightleft.livejournal.com]

Exactly so. I'm sorry. Forget about it.

[erasedwind.livejournal.com]

Don't be! It's just a kiss. And it could be much worse, anyway.

[He just inherited the awkwardness of... Ven with a hint of Sora. Go 'xas!]

[allthelightleft.livejournal.com]

But...

[You were awkward after it :/]

[erasedwind.livejournal.com]

It's not your fault, honest!

[Shh. He gets that way around girls.]

[allthelightleft.livejournal.com]

[Gives him an inquiring look. Why are you such a derp.]

[erasedwind.livejournal.com]

... Er.

[Because Sora's Nobody + Ven + Xio-- oh wait. His Xion's not a derp.]

[allthelightleft.livejournal.com]

Let's just forget about it.

[Just tucks away the popsicle stick.]

[erasedwind.livejournal.com]

... Yeah. I guess you're right.

[Hmm... Nah. Now then.]

So, I guess we should probably get ready, huh? Vanitas won't be a pushover, after all.

[allthelightleft.livejournal.com]

[Duh 8|]

He's fast.

[the heart in her has fought him what. 3 times?]