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[ Now isn't that a odd sight, a Xigbar with two eyes. The right eye scarred and a (possibly quite familiar) shade of blue likely looks a little odd coupled with the absence of a eye-patch.

These 'manners' thingies must be a very abstract concept in this kitchen he shanghaied; boots on the table and too bad if that chocolate cake belonged to anyone.]

[[ooc:It's actually not a sadist muse, it's I-can't-believe-it's-not-a-sadist-muse muse.]]

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[ He'd notice a very familiar warp style nearby the fridge -- and that was because Xigbar here decided to use the fun way in compared to what the norm usually did (which was through the door and opening it too).

Opening to look for something sweet to munch on -- where's her chocolate cake. |: ]

[That, that there was interesting. For now he'll just watch since he's got no need to announce himself. .

Since he's still eating that cake ~~if she's quick~~ she might get to see what's left of the cake before those last bits go.]

Edited 2010-02-03 10:40 (UTC)

[ SIGH. She closes the refrigerator door, and then looked towards the right -- oi oi oi.

Nice eye, though, but Xigbar immediately warped on the empty seat opposite of him. ]

I'd complain, but I can always raid the cake room.

[~~Can you imagine just how functionally awkward having two different types of pupils would be?~~]

Ah, but other people's cake will always be the best kind.

Edited 2010-02-03 11:16 (UTC)

Your philosophy, explain it.

[ She just nabs some of the leftover crumbs. ~~HOW DOES HE SHOOT WITH IT.~~ ]

[~~MAGIC.~~ ~~HE DOESN'T KNOW.~~]
The question is would you rather make or buy your own; or would you rather take from or be given someone else's.

Edited 2010-02-03 11:35 (UTC)

I'll take the hidden option: Ask, and ye shall receive.

[ Yes, yes, she's pulling a 'GUESS WHAT I KNOW AND YOU DON'T' kind of thing. ] But, it's fun to do the latter.

[He's still thinking on if he wants to ask around or go on a mystic journey of discovery and lulz.]
Still option D.
[For now, he sits up, taking his boots off the table ~~listen to that poor chair creaking under his weight~~ and abuse his powers to acquire some ~~inspiration juice~~ beer, leaving a spare on the table in case she wants one.]

Edited 2010-02-03 12:33 (UTC)

[ That she shall, actually! Why thank you. She takes it -- ]

How long has it been since you arrived? [ Sip sip. ]

Hour, maybe two.
Being back from the dead is trippy like that.

[ She leans forward, pointing at her eyepatch and then his blue eye. ]

And the story?

Y'don't kiss and tell.

Even to yourself?

[You're getting stared at for a few seconds.]

...Huh.

[He doesn't remember you having an eye there, Xigbar. One that's not the same color as your other eye at all.]

What? got something on my face?
[yeah, he'll jerk him around on that one since the you he knows wouldn't have seen him with it, what with the being dead thing and all.]

Tell ya what, guess where it's from and you get a story.

Nice tits by the way.

Edited 2010-02-03 22:49 (UTC)

You, uh, could say that.

[He scratches the back of his head, a little weirded out, but whatever.]

[Sniggers a bit before indicating the blue eye]
This?
Well, 'spose you weren't around for the fashion show.

How'd you get it, Xiggy?

[ Hmm, let's see. Sipping some more beer for a moment -- who else had blue eyes? ]

Marluxia?

Found it in the labs.

I figured Vexen wasn't gonna be using it for anything, what with the being dead thing and all.

Edited 2010-02-04 12:36 (UTC)

Now, there's not much to it, really.

The organization doesn't take kindly to traitors, him and the babe, stupid shits that they are, may as well have just shouted their plans in the middle of a meeting for all the subtlety they had.

'Course they have to get punished, I got a souvenir out of it.

[ Pauuuuse. If he's anything like a Xigbar should -- she did love telling stories about her eye.

Eh, she'll bite this one. ] No flower power for you, huh?

[He made a face.]

That's... disgusting. Ugh. Nevermind, I don't want to know anymore!

[Sniggers, ~~could be worse, he could have told the real story.~~]

'snot so bad, it's just an artificial eye. Could be worse, it could've been all-natural 'free-range.'

Edited 2010-02-05 02:22 (UTC)

[She wanders by, stopping to stare. Woah, wait a minute. You're familiar...and not. Why do you have two eyes? Why is one of them-

...That better not be Ven's or Terra's. She stares.]

[Oh hai, he remembers you. He grins.]

Hey, it's been a long time.

You're...from the Graveyard.

[Stiiiiiill staring. She finally stops, furrowing her brows.]

You found another eye for yourself, then?

[~~Well, it's not Ven's per se, the transplant a little more recent and the donor a little less blond.~~]

Isn't it stylish?

[Oh good. Then there won't be too much of a problem.]

It's something.

[More odd than anything else. But she's not afraid; she treads closer, examining him better. The coat's a dead giveaway, but his hair's different too.]

...What happened to you?

Ten or so years can change a few things.

Oh god why do you always have to do this to me ugh.

[He gulps, putting a hand in front of his face.]

[She doesn't say anything to that, nodding only.]

So where...did you get it?

There was nothing on TV.

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