Birth

[newborndarkness.livejournal.com]

[Suddenly, there's darkness forming together to create a large sphere. When the darkness disappears, there's a figure curled up in the space where the darkness had been. And after a moment, the figure slowly uncurls, and descends towards the ground.

There isn't really any response, when the helmeted figure looks around. No surprise. No confusion. Nothing. Anyone feel like helping him out? Or attacking him for reasons he wouldn't understand. Either way.]

[ooc: Brand new Vanitas! Before he was trained by Master Xehanort. ICON SPOILERS. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.]

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[risingwinds.livejournal.com]

[Derp de derp. Meanwhile, this unsuspecting Ven is walking around with Terra's wooden Keyblade. Oh yeah.]

[newborndarkness.livejournal.com]

[Hey Ven. Have a Vanitas watching you.]

...Ventus...

[He may not know much right now, but he recognizes you at least.]

[darkenedgale.livejournal.com]

[ Ahhh... What an amusing sight. ]

[risingwinds.livejournal.com]

Huh? Who's---

[ ... Whoa. Stranger in a helmet. Ven tilts his head for a second. ]

Who're you?

[newborndarkness.livejournal.com]

[...You. Look like him. So he'll just be staring for a bit. He doesn't understand. :<]

[darkenedgale.livejournal.com]

Confused? I'm not surprised...

[ He's so smirking beneath that helmet. ]

[newborndarkness.livejournal.com]

[Uh, hang on....Hmm...Name....]

.....Vanitas.

[howtoteenager.livejournal.com]

[Well, that was neat. Hi, have a blond stranger standing here watching, drinking a soda.]

Wicked trick, mate.

[newborndarkness.livejournal.com]

[Blinks, confused. But hey, helmet prevents you from seeing that.

Just waits for an explanation.]

[newborndarkness.livejournal.com]

[....Looks at him.]

...Trick?

[star-shells.livejournal.com]

[Watches that ball of darkness turn into a person before recognizing who he is. Approaches slowly, cautiously when he starts to look around.] Vanitas?

[newborndarkness.livejournal.com]

[Turns to look at her, but doesn't say anything.]

[howtoteenager.livejournal.com]

Yeah, that thing. The one you just did up there. [he waves a hand at the spot Vanitas was just hovering in.]

[star-shells.livejournal.com]

[She's still learning how to tell the Van's apart. Saying nothing means he isn't the smug annoying one, so she takes that to heart and steps a little closer, curious.]

[darkenedgale.livejournal.com]

It's a crossroads. A place between worlds.

And not just worlds... reality itself.

[ Creeeepy chuckle. ]

[risingwinds.livejournal.com]

So, uh, Vanitas... How'd you know my name?

[newborndarkness.livejournal.com]

[Looks up at the spot where he'd just been born, then back at him. He doesn't understand.]

[newborndarkness.livejournal.com]

[He doesn't move at all. Just, watching her, waiting to see what she wants.]

[howtoteenager.livejournal.com]

No? Well, alright. What's your name, then?

[newborndarkness.livejournal.com]

[...Creepy why? Though it doesn't bother him. Not much bothers him at all right now.]

Place, between worlds. And, reality.

[Hmm. That's, confusing. But he'll learn more. He's sure of that.]

[darkenedgale.livejournal.com]

That's right. But do you even know what that means?

[ Testing the waters is a good tactic. To see what all he knows... ]

[newborndarkness.livejournal.com]

...I was born, from your heart.

[star-shells.livejournal.com]

[Bites her lip and reaches up to touch the helmet now, standing directly in front of him.]

[risingwinds.livejournal.com]

From my heart...? But how?

[Somehow this sounds... familiar. He's not sure how.]

[newborndarkness.livejournal.com]

...Vanitas.