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[a flash of light shoots past several windows before crashing through the glass of another in one of the lounge areas in the dressing room, filling the room with a blinding white. by the time the eyes of any witness refocus, the light will have disappeared. a new masked boy lies on his back with his palms to the floor and darkness emanates out of the marble around him. shards of glass remain scattered across the space between the boy and the broken window.]

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[not much to watch now. the boy is as still as a statue and the darkness continues to waft up around him.]

Someone needs to work on their landing.

[have some more unresponsive action. perhaps the helmet wasn't enough to save his head from cracking.]

[the darkness spreads towards vanitas's feet, licking up at his ankles if he doesn't move. the body on the ground shifts slightly due to the shocks, but otherwise remains just as he is. his fingers twitch.]

[void gear appears in hand to give those twitching fingers something to grasp. he teleports, but the crunching of glass behind his doppelganger should give away his location. he lowers his keyblade but keeps it at his side. if he's curious, he's not speaking up about any questions he has.]

So, Sleeping Beauty's awake, after all.

You weren't looking for a kiss, were you?

[he's amused by the idea.]

Hardly.

[and just like that, he's bored again. he considers summoning a few bruisers for his own entertainment, but is still put off enough by the lookalike to not act on it.]

Then you're just playing dress-up.

You would think that.

Actually, you're in a world that's called the 'Dressing Room'. Don't ask why; it's some stupid story you'd be utterly uninterested in. Point is, there's no way out except dying, and even then you'll probably come back within a week or two.

Clear enough for you?

[it gives new meaning to "dress-up" anyway. vanitas responds with an uncanny chuckle, letting his keyblade disappear.]

Yes. How interesting.

[there's a hint of sarcasm in there.]

Who are you when you're not pretending to be me?

Well, that's the funny part. This place has a habit of pulling in 'doubles' of people, yourself included.

[hmmm. then there's probably more than one ven too.]

Where is Ventus?

Around. As in, there's plenty,

[...Okay, seriously. What's with all the Vanitae appearing? D:

When Ven spots him, he immediately backs away.]

[then he's finished here. he's already strolling towards the door.]

I'll see how strong they are.

[now don't be frightened, ventus. how threatening can the boy be if he looks dead as a doorknob? the darkness seeps into the ground to travel towards ventus like it's drawn to him.]

[ The world's slowest clap is made, audible enough to echo down the hall.

There's a woman against the wall, hood down for the world to see. Familiar, riiiiight? ]

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[Yeah, and the darkness alone is enough for him to summon his Keyblade. Nope, he's not buying this for a second!]

[familiar? perhaps if the boy was watching her. the masked figure doesn't lift his head though.]

[have a few of the flood unversed crawling out of the darkness. as for the boy on the floor, he's motionless.]

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