kingdomdressing | (no subject)

... Yeah.

[ Sighs a little, sitting up. ]

Some other me.

[Was it his Vanitas? Man, if it was--]

What'd he do?

He was controlling these...monster things.

[ wat is unversed. also, figuring Ven can guess what happened next. ]

... Unversed.

[Not good.]

Did he think you were me?

At first he did, but then he said my heart was 'different.'

Oh. Well I guess that makes sense. We're kinda connected.

[Long story, man. Looong story.]

Did he use big words? Or sneak up on you?

Connected?

[ Hey this is relevant to my interests. But he nods. ]

Yeah.

He's my darkness.

[Might as well tell him. Still... suspicious. Maybe it's just a Vanitas thing. His would've gone after him.]

Did he say anything about a X-blade?

[ . . . That's giving him tiny uncomfortable little memory pings, but he attempts to shake them off. ]

Your darkness? How does that...

[ And shakes his head to the question. ]

It's a long story.

[One involving having his heart torn in two!

Either way, that gets a sigh of relief out of him.]

Then it's probably not my Vanitas. Plus, he'd probably know where to find me.

Because of your connection?

[ Trying to distract himself from those memory pings, yes. ]

...Wonder how many of me are even here.

Yeah.

[And that gets a frown out of him.]

I dunno. Besides the one from my world I know there's one other, but sh-- he's different. Like you. The one I know's just a creep.

So that makes four?

[ Counting himself, at least. ]

Maybe even five.

[ Shakes his head a little to clear it. ]

That's so weird.

[ At least most of the other Vens act similar. ]

There's a Xehanort here who's pretty different, too. I guess it all depends on what world you're from.

[ sjhfs. someone has some leftover resentment towards Xehanort, even if he doesn't remember why. ]

Yeah, I guess.

[Using this icon because of the expression, shh. Anyway, he'll... plop onto the couch.]

I wonder how long we're gonna be stuck like this.

It probably won't be that much longer, right?

[ Not that he. Minds the not-getting-suspicious-looks thing. ]

I dunno. What if we have to fix it ourselves?

[Yeah. There's a reason why he's been chillin' in his armor.]

There might be something in the lab...

[ Sorry about that, man. ]

Hey, you're right! That's how we got like this in the first place, after all.

Worth a shot, right?

You bet!

[Right then. Off the couch he goes!]

Edited 2010-02-13 19:32 (UTC)

[ Aaaaand he'll follow. ]