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[walkingspoiler.livejournal.com]

[So, a Xehanort walks into a dressing room...
Well, through a door into a main room. He's not wearing the typical apprentice gear that'd be associated with one his age: more practical clothes that'd suit a keybearer, and he's carrying a long dark metal 'blade. Very much in shape, too. He clearly hasn't been hanging out in laboratories alone.

The key gets put away, and he gives a brief glance around.]

Hm. Not what I was expecting...

((Okay. This particular 'nort's username is not for nothing. His icons are swimming in BBS spoilers, and this thread will likely be too, text and icon. So: be careful.))

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[erasemefriend.livejournal.com]

Huh?

[Is that...?

Yep. Say hello to confused!Ventus.]

[walkingspoiler.livejournal.com]

[...Well. Okay, it's a younger Ven than most he's seen around lately, than the one he knows best. But it's his friend, after all - he gives a smile. Any of him's good to see.]

Ah! Hello, Ven.

[erasemefriend.livejournal.com]

Uh... hey.

[He tilts his head. Someone still looks incredibly confused. It's obviously not his Terra, so...]

[walkingspoiler.livejournal.com]

Is something the matter?

[Yeah, he's starting to notice that.]

[erasemefriend.livejournal.com]

No, nothing's wrong! I'm just...surprised, I guess? You look a lot like someone I know. Sound like him too.

[walkingspoiler.livejournal.com]

Well - I'm not surprised. [He shrugs.] You look like someone I do, too. Though he's a little older.

[erasemefriend.livejournal.com]

Older? That's weird...

[He pauses, thinking about this.]

I didn't know there were older mes here! But you kinda remind me of... Terra. Just he dresses a lot different than you. I've only seen him in a lab coat here...

[bitchprentice.livejournal.com]

[Right size Xehanort, still not the one from Even's 'verse. Although, this one is familiar. Have a raised eyebrow.]

What were you expecting?

[walkingspoiler.livejournal.com]

[And have a faint smile.]

I was aiming for the training halls.

[bitchprentice.livejournal.com]

Mm. [haha like Even would ever be anywhere near there--] Yes, you may have overshot that a bit.

[pause.] Have we met?

[walkingspoiler.livejournal.com]

Of course we have, Even. It's me.

[Unhelpful answer is go.]

[bitchprentice.livejournal.com]

[another pause. that was vague, spoilernort. takes a guess, based on the clothes and the manner:]

Shouldn't you be...shorter?

[walkingspoiler.livejournal.com]

That takes me back. Usually, people used to ask me if I shouldn't be taller. [He laughs.] That's quite a change.

[radiantprodigy.livejournal.com]

Hmm. Well, at least this one seems relatively harmless.

[Yep. Ienzo's got a small, caged Unversed. A Laser Bunny! Obviously he hasn't noticed Xeha just yet.]

[walkingspoiler.livejournal.com]

[What. Ienzo. Very distinctive Ienzo. Younger than he knew. That's ... not easy to mistake for anyone else.]

... Ienzo? What are you doing with that?

[radiantprodigy.livejournal.com]

Hm? Xehanort?

[Wait. He stops and-- oops! Wrong one. There's no way his Xehanort would start dressing so casually.]

I was going to examine this creature. Many mysteries still surround these "Unversed", and they pose much less of a risk than Heartless when it comes to studies.

[walkingspoiler.livejournal.com]

Ah. How has it been going?

[Was his Ienzo still into Unversed studies when they last discussed their work? He tries to remember.]

[radiantprodigy.livejournal.com]

Decently, I suppose. What's clear is that the Unversed are made of a great amount of darkness, but thus far that's all I've uncovered. It's a bit irritating, but I certainly don't mind a challenging subject.

[walkingspoiler.livejournal.com]

[He chuckles slightly.] You never did. Where's the point, after all?

[wakingwaters.livejournal.com]

[She's just going to stare when she sees him, and then slowly wander over, cautiously.]

...Terra?

[walkingspoiler.livejournal.com]

[Well, he doesn't mind the name off friends, even if he doesn't generally introduce himself by it...]

Ah, Aqua! [A warm smile.] I seem to have ... made a wrong turn somewhere. [Heh.]

[wakingwaters.livejournal.com]

[She's more surprised that he's not being controlled, but she smiles back hesitantly.]

Hi. [She glances around.] Where were you headed?

[walkingspoiler.livejournal.com]

I'd just planned to get some training in. Instead: [He waves a hand, laughs.] This isn't exactly the place for that.

[wakingwaters.livejournal.com]

There's a simulation room around here...and there's always the Land of Departure room.

[walkingspoiler.livejournal.com]

[He nods.] I know about them. This is just a bit - [another wave] disorienting. [Heh. He looks a spot embarrassed.]