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[anfemme.livejournal.com]

[ Well, well. What have we here? The Dressing Room's resident feminine Heartless terror and darkness aficionado, of course. It's been quite a while since she's been seen, but she never left. She was only lurking in the shadows. There's no telling what she's out for tonight.

She's sitting on the bridge - on the handrail, specifically, with her legs crossed and a large, old book in her lap. She's been distracting herself with it for quite some time, carefully and meticulously tearing out pages. Several of those page are now floating along the surface of the river below. Hopefully they were nothing important. ]

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[seasides]

[there's someone going by fairly quickly on a bike, groceries filling the small basket on the front. the flash of red hair is pretty obvious.]

[anfemme.livejournal.com]

[That would be Guardian rising up out of the ground to grab the front of that bike. Kai's welcome to swerve out of the way, but that might end in a crash.]

[seasides]

[he comes to a screeching halt, and oh dear, that sounded like eggs crunching against the front of the basket. he sighs and leans back, gaze going up briefly in a 'heaven help me' gesture.]

[anfemme.livejournal.com]

[She doesn't bother turning back to see him, flipping a page casually without ripping it.]

How good of you to join me.

[seasides]

You owe me new eggs.

[he's so polite. isn't it surprising?]

I thought you'd gone 'home,' Xehanort.

[anfemme.livejournal.com]

[And she politely ignores half of that. Especially that old name.]

Did you really? Could you no longer sense my presence?

[existanceindawn.livejournal.com]

[ There's a mirrorverse Riku perched high up on a stone pillar, not unlike those found in the Olympian Collusion, the tail ends of his black blindfold fluttering in the wandering kiss of the soft wind.

There's a strange feel to this Riku's Heart. Looks like it's been strained in Darkness -and a much stronger Darkness at that- then your normal Riku, but there's a odd amount of Light swirling around in there as well.

He's quiet, his blindfolded face turned towards the sky. ]

[anfemme.livejournal.com]

[How incredibly fascinating. Rikus are some of her favorite types. It's a shame they usually avoid her. The change in this one is enough to get her to look over, expression just filled with intrigue. For now, she just observes.]

[existanceindawn.livejournal.com]

[ Riku has no reason to avoid her, save for the pungent scent of acid Darkness swirling around.

After all, he's never met you in his world. Well, he's met your male Somebody, but that doesn't count. ]

[anfemme.livejournal.com]

[This just gets better and better. She closes the book with a quiet snap and sets it down on the railing beside her. In the blink of an eye she'll be closer, within mere feet of him.]

[existanceindawn.livejournal.com]

[ Riku's blindfolded gaze snaps down from the clear skies overhead, and his unseen gaze fixes on the sudden intruder on his thoughtful solitude.

The Darkness/Light/wavering/uneven balance in his Heart spikes up for a moment as he breathes the new scent in. Hmm...

He doesn't shrift from his comfortable perch atop the grey stone pillar, the sharp eyes behind the strip of black cloth covering them narrowed and wary as he looks down.

When the hell did that lady -who looked weirdly like a version of the Keyblade brat if he'd been a grown-up, strange taste in clothes, and had tits- get so close to his pillar? ]

...

[anfemme.livejournal.com]

[Just now. Another moment and she's even closer, hovering in the air like a malevolent specter. ...which, if we're being honest, she is.]

There's something different about you.

[agrabah-weapon.livejournal.com]

[...Well, hm. She'll be joined by a fellow Heartless, who leans on the bars nearby and looks over at her.]

May I ask what this is about, ma'am?

[anfemme.livejournal.com]

[Isn't this turning out to be a nice visit?]

By 'this' you're referring to...?

[agrabah-weapon.livejournal.com]

Your book, there. I'm just a little curious.

[anfemme.livejournal.com]

Nothing of importance. In fact, it would be completely meaningless to you.

[She holds it out in front of her and closes the book, using her thumb to keep her page. It looks to be a book on folklore.]

[agrabah-weapon.livejournal.com]

[Actually, he's got a soft spot for legends... but he's not going to argue too much.]

Hm. Would hardly seem worth the time, then, but I'm sure you know what you're doing.

[anfemme.livejournal.com]

I'm looking for a particular passage. The others have no purpose.

[She lets the book drop open again, glancing over the pages with casual interest.]

[bladeofdawn.livejournal.com]

[Oh dont mind this Riku suddenly stopping in her tracks to stare for of three seconds before taking a cautious step backward.]

[anfemme.livejournal.com]

[She sees you there. Stop being rude.]

Leaving so soon?

[bladeofdawn.livejournal.com]

[Maybe she likes being rude. So there.]

Well I cant say that I enjoy the present company, so yeah.

[anfemme.livejournal.com]

[In that case, she'll vanish.

Only to reappear behind her.]

[bladeofdawn.livejournal.com]

[alskdfj-spins around, summoning Soul Eater and backing away.]

[rosered.livejournal.com]

[ That outfit is familiar, and so is the shade of the hair. The difference to who she's seeing now and who she remembers is that the one she remembers had short hair and wrinkles. The one in front of her is young and has plenty of hair to spare.

Of course, this is the dressing room. ]

Is that you, old hag...? [ The nickname, as usual. She doesn't have to act so innocent like she did before to Terra and Ventus. ] Something's different about you.

[anfemme.livejournal.com]

[Oho. She isn't even spared a glance as Ansem continues to flip through the book, selecting a new page carefully.]

I believe you're confusing me with someone else.