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[crimson-leader.livejournal.com]

[ Master Xehanort is in a much better mood than before. The changes this dressing room went through are quite pleasing, they’re even handful. Rather than staying to live amongst other peoples, Master Xehanort is now living, experimenting and plotting in the Keyblade Graveyard.

If anyone is curious enough to stop by this mysterious place and see the countless Keyblades laying there, odds are that the old Keyblade Master will spot them and speak to them. He is in a nice mood so he won’t attack or try to kill anyone, he’ll even be courteous and ready to debate, speak or divulge the history of the place if he feels it serves him. Although, he remains attached to his purpose and will still try to turn peoples to his cause or darkness if he sees a good occasion. ]

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[crimson-leader.livejournal.com]

[ he chuckles at the 'somebody awesome' part, but not in a mocking way, more like any elderly would, then nod. ]

It's not a secret. Xehanort.

[ And that's when they hear that name peoples generally start being less courteous to him. Hopefully this lad doesn't know who Xehanort is. ]

[frisbeeoflight.livejournal.com]

[If we include only fully conscious memory, then the name Xehanort means squat to him. But upon hearing the name, he flinches again. He briefly touches his shirt's chest pocket, frowning.]

[looking at Xehanort carefully] My name is Lea.

[crimson-leader.livejournal.com]

It is a pleasure meeting you lad.

[ He smiles. His smiles are creepy, but really, he cannot help it. ]

I suppose this is your first time coming here.

[frisbeeoflight.livejournal.com]

[nods] Yeah, it is. And probably the last, cause I don't like this place.