... I need to post with not-Xehanorts some time soon. ^^;

[walkingspoiler.livejournal.com]

[Little family scene, over here, at a table in a plaza - with Xehanort making a rather complicated pile of notes, while Desiree attempts to escape her seat to get her hands on his papers. Hey, they make rustly noises. This works for her.

Her dad, otherwise, is being rather thoughtful.
This could work. Really, it could. In theory. But would the result be a true keyblade? Anything would be progress, though...]

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I like your Xehanorts. ;D

[existanceindawn.livejournal.com]

[ A familiar, silver-haired In-Betweener boy who still hasn't found the balance he so searches for walks by, the tail ends of his pitch-black blindfold fluttering behind him as he silently hurries on.

He has a new base to scout out and settle into, and he's still shuddering a little from his short encounter from a female not-Ausem and her Darkness had him feel ill.

But just as he passes by a few feet from the table, Riku slows as he senses a familiar swirl of Darkness and overwhelming Light pulsing nearby, his head turning blindly in that direction. ]

... Hero?

[ Why is there a... small brat with you? ]

The rest of my characters are gonna get jealous. Or something. :p

[walkingspoiler.livejournal.com]

[Xeha looks over, and actually smiles. A Riku, using that term? Does that mean...?]

Well, it's been a while since I heard that one, but if you like...

/grabby hands at your Xehanorts

[existanceindawn.livejournal.com]

Tch. So it is you.

[ Riku closes the rest of gap between them and then promptly plops himself down at the table like he owns it, on the opposing side from the tiny girl. Cocky, haughty bastard he is.

And then he glances at Xeha, bright orange eyes alert behind the strip of black cloth covering them. ]

Hero, since did you start carting a small brat around?

XD Hey, careful with 'em!

[walkingspoiler.livejournal.com]

Since - hm, five months and a week ago. [He reaches out and tickles her, smiling, getting a squeak in response.]

[ars-scientia.livejournal.com]

[It's probably only luck that has Even wandering on by. That or the man has some serious science-dar. But one way or another there he is, and if he looks a little frazzled around the edges, there's probably a reason.]

[walkingspoiler.livejournal.com]

[Huh, familiar face? He gives a smile at his old friend, or at least at who looks like on to his point of view.]

[existanceindawn.livejournal.com]

...

Wait... This isn't just some kid you picked up somewhere in the middle of nowhere?

[ Please tell he didn't miss this much while roaming around in the Darkness and the World That Never Was.

In case you don't know, he hasn't realized Xehanort's the older version. Thanks blindfold. Just that his Light/Darkness is...

Really, really strange. ]

[walkingspoiler.livejournal.com]

No, she isn't. [Is he going to break his brain straight off? Tempting, but ... nah. Guy did pull through for them, after all.]

Riku... how old was I when you met me last? What was the last thing you saw of me before you came here?

[ars-scientia.livejournal.com]

[Familiar enough, at the very least, and Even offers a nod in return. He's got little enough by way of qualms about Xehanorts.]

[walkingspoiler.livejournal.com]

[He pauses for a second, thinking - well, not going to hurt.]

Come on, sit down. You look like you need a break.

[ars-scientia.livejournal.com]

[There's a more thankful nod at at that - which is about as close to a spoken 'thank you' as he'll get - and he all but sinks into one of the chairs.]

Keyblade research?

[walkingspoiler.livejournal.com]

[He'll take it for what it is. Little Desiree coos over at the new arrival, and her father nods.]

That's right. I'm wondering about what possibilities might be available that I haven't examined yet. It's something I've been working on for quite a while.

[existanceindawn.livejournal.com]

[ Xehanort + shaking up with random female = babiez. Which = brain-break aglore for Riku.

And damn straight he pulled though for you. ]

... I think I told you already, Xehano—Xeha. Castle Obilvion, and that stupid friend of yours, Braig.

[walkingspoiler.livejournal.com]

Ah. [He sighs.] There's more than one version of me around here. You probably told the other one. ... The younger one.

[ars-scientia.livejournal.com]

What ones have you already looked at?

[walkingspoiler.livejournal.com]

Here.

[He pushes some notes across.]

Synthesis, physical construction, various spells and charms... ways, possibly, of scanning hearts and using that as some sort of base, although I'm a little concerned as to where that might lead.

[ars-scientia.livejournal.com]

[/o/ notes!]

Perhaps a minimum requirement of light within the heart?

[walkingspoiler.livejournal.com]

I'm not even sure of that. I've seen plenty of dark keybearers in my time here, too.

[existanceindawn.livejournal.com]

[ At that, Riku decided to take a risk, and for a quick moment, he pulls the blindfold off his right eye. Wide, bright orange eyes stare in surprise at Xehanort's much older face.

Just as his Darkness/Light begins to shiver and twist in warning in his chest, he slips the black blindfold back on. ]

So that's why your scent was so weird.

[walkingspoiler.livejournal.com]

[He can't help but laugh a bit. Oh, Riku. You and your nose.]

I've been here for about - five, six years. I came shortly after ... well, the job was done at home.

[ars-scientia.livejournal.com]

I doubt strength of heart can be measured by charms.

[walkingspoiler.livejournal.com]

[He laughs slightly-]

You're probably right there.

[ars-scientia.livejournal.com]

Besides, I rather doubt you would be interested in creating more Keyblades of darkness.

[walkingspoiler.livejournal.com]

[He shakes his head with a smile.] Honestly, just having them exist at all is enough. I think I see more where you're going, now - light levels as a control for volunteers, rather than anything else?

[ars-scientia.livejournal.com]

[He nods.]

Yes. Suitability can be a secondary qualification.