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[darkenedgale.livejournal.com]

[ In the middle of one of the halls, a portal opens up, flinging this here Vanitas out and against the wall. As he makes an impact, he drops his weapon and remains still... very, very briefly.

And then he gets right back up, picks up his Keyblade, and takes a quick look around. That duplicate did this. So maybe he was the same Vanitas that formed a "bond" with that Princess...

Whatever the case, if he were anyone else, he might be angry by his present condition, but because he's Vanitas? Only mildly frustrated. Maybe he should go after her again, just to see how things resulted... ]

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[bitchprentice.livejournal.com]

[Even is just collecting main characters these days. He's in the process of leaving a room when Vanitas zooms past, and he just...watches.

He also has a mug of coffee, which he is going to sip loudly as he gives Vanitas a look.]

That was graceful.

[darkenedgale.livejournal.com]

I don't think that's any of your business.

[ He casts a glance over at Even. Had he no mask, it might be a smirk... ]

[bitchprentice.livejournal.com]

I wasn't saying it was.

[darkenedgale.livejournal.com]

Are you enjoying that Unversed of yours?

[bitchprentice.livejournal.com]

[pause. Even knows two things: he is very good about locking his lab, and he's never spoken to this kid, so putting those together means he clearly knows something-]

Yes. I'm thinking of naming it Fluffy.

[darkenedgale.livejournal.com]

If I were to guess, I'd say you're a scientist. The one who takes care of that little runt, right? The one Ventus saved...

[ Heh. ]

You know, there are other kinds of Unversed. I'm sure your inquiring mind would just love to study more...

[star-shells.livejournal.com]

[Not too long later, Kairi was limping her way down a different hall (that connects to this one), wincing and holding her left arm. She didn't look too injured but roughed up enough that her clothes were a mess, so was her hair and her arm had an ugly bruise on it; not to mention that limp. Her right ankle was sprained and hastily wrapped, but she was missing a crutch.

Passing the other hallway slowly.. she looked upset, rubbing an eye and wiping her face from time to time.]

[darkenedgale.livejournal.com]

[ Well, well, well...

He's going to quietly trail behind her for a while and then... ]

You're a mess.

[star-shells.livejournal.com]

[This is the same one that she keeps running into, she's starting to be able to tell much quicker. Doesn't pick her head up, using her hair to act as a curtain and block the view of her face, though she paused walking.] What do you want now. [Determined not to sniff at all.]

[darkenedgale.livejournal.com]

Who says I want anything, Princess?

[ He'll step closer. ]

[star-shells.livejournal.com]

Then go away. [Hobbles a step away, she's trying to gauge how far she could get before he caught her, because she knows she can't outrun him at this point.]

[darkenedgale.livejournal.com]

I was right about him, wasn't I?

[ Nope. Not stopping. ]

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[triqqerhappy.livejournal.com]

[ Totally after Even leaves, Braig pats Vanitas on top of his helmet, reappearing like a ninja. ]

What do you do. [ /knowing voice -- ]

[darkenedgale.livejournal.com]

[ Hey that's my job---

He looks over at Braig. Hm... ]

Does it even matter?

[lower-case-x.livejournal.com]

[Ohcrap. That guy.

Okay, not going to try and attract any attention here, just walk on...]

[darkenedgale.livejournal.com]

Terra... Or maybe I should call you Master.

Hmm, no. The latter really doesn't fit you. Not now, at any rate.

[ Nope, sorry. He noticed! ]

[lower-case-x.livejournal.com]

[He gives a slight wince. Opens his mouth to say 'that's not me' - but he can't.]

Maybe it will, one day.

[darkenedgale.livejournal.com]

You? A Master?

You're just a kid, one that can't even decide who he is, I'd bet.

[lower-case-x.livejournal.com]

[Ignoring the last comment, or trying to look like it, though it hits home hard- has he really even made his mind up?]

Everyone was just a kid once.

[darkenedgale.livejournal.com]

It makes no sense...

[ Vanitas starts to circle him like a shark... ]

How could Master's plan take such a strange turn?

[13thopal.livejournal.com]

[a portal? His gaze flits up, and he leaps out of the way once Vanitas is thrown into the hallway, curling up on the opposite side. His eyes don't leave the figure--he can smell the anger. It's refreshing, for a minute. Either way, he's not planning on moving. He liked his napping spot. It's nice and warm.]

[darkenedgale.livejournal.com]

[ Ahhh... The cat.

What better way to screw with the cat than to summon a few Flood Unversed? They're tiny and weak, but still full of that awful stench. ]

[13thopal.livejournal.com]

[Fuck. He stays still, eyes slitted and bright. He will pounce and attack if they attack him again, no matter how much he doesn't want to become feral again.]

[darkenedgale.livejournal.com]

[ Oh, they'll attack alright. In fact, he's summoned quite a few, just to see what happens. ]

[13thopal.livejournal.com]

[He pounces, slashing through them with a bit of difficulty and just jumping from one to another. He makes no signs of stopping, his tail puffed up and ears pinned back in anger and feral instincts.]