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[ Hello, dressing room. There is a familiar or unfamiliar guy just waltzing around the hallways as if he owns the place while observing here and there. His face is completely covered by a weird helmet, so how the heck does he see under it anyway?

Oh, well.

To those who have the name Sora or Ventus, though? You better start running because he is on the metaphorical warpath here.

Beyond this, though, anyone else is free to bug him as you so wish. ]

( OOC: Please note that this is not the same player as

keymains! I'm the same player as

inheritedlight, so that should help clear stuff up. I just want to play this bastard from Antipode-verse. :3 )

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[And this kid's just minding his business, eating a sandwich he lazily slapped together. The presence of a certain troll doesn't quite register at first.

Leave it to a Ven to be unobservant as usual.]

[Ventus, you say?

You wouldn't happen to be talking about this particular keyderp, would you?

Because here he is. Laying down on the grass with his hands behind his head and totally oblivious to the rest of the world. ]

[Well this looked interesting. A boy in a mask was always worth being picked on.]

Are you ugly under that or just shy?

[...Fascinating.

Very fascinating.

Hope you don't mind being stalked a little, Vanitas, because there's a Ventus here all right, but... not the one you're after.

No, this one has darkness strangling his inner light.]

[Here's a Ventus, newly arrived. Though this one'in a blackcoat which is sorta. Odd for a Ventus, right? His heart bares the scares of darkness, too. Which again, could be rather odd...

And beelining it out of sight because hkfjhksdjah VANITAS, DNFW.]

[This Sora here? Is more than familiar with Vanitas Remnants. He's still traumatized from the last one he met. So don't mind him trying to make himself smaller as he tries to quickly pass as far around as possible. He doesn't have the Venheart he came with, so there's little reason to bother him, right?

...Right?]

[Let's break the Ven parade up shall we?

With a Sora.

With a very, very pure light. He just arrived too with no idea as to how or why he's ~~out of prison~~ here.

What Do?]

[ Ohoho. Now, this was interesting. He could definitely sense Ven's heart in this boy, but the appearance stated otherwise.

Hm.

He decided to hold back in the darkness, but where was the fun in that?

So, Ven. Enjoy a couple of Unversed suddenly interrupting sandwich time. ]

[ Oh, yes. He would be talking about you!

He'll decide to see just how well this Ven can fight. Can he handle a group of Tank Topplers and Wild Bruisers at once? ]

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[ Step and a turn. Vanitas here will chuckle and actually raise his hands to clap in a condescending way to Ventus. ]

Ha, didn't realize you had it in you to make insults.

Tch. Masks are for losers.

[Gold eye Riku here. In a dark-suit.

Enjoy.]

[ Him? Stalked?

No, no, no. You must have it the other way around. He's the one who does the stalking here.

But, it might play in his favor to allow this Ventus to think he has the advantage, so for now he'll play along as if nothing was wrong. ]

You thought I'd be giving out compliments?

[There's an obvious smirk as he stands with his arms crossed.]

[ Odd, yes, however there was so much more to find out about how many alternate versions there were in this place.

He notices him trying to run away and with an impressive speed, he appears in front of Ventus, arms folded. ]

Trying to hide away?

[Do de do de do...~

He'll totally keep following, too, a smug smirk on his face. Kind of odd for a Ventus, huh?]

[ Nope, you're a Sora. That must mean you are a target in some shape or form.

So, he'll just turn and chuckle in that unhinged way of his. ]

Why are you running?

Whoa!

[And, just like that, the Keyblade flashes into his hand. But not just any Keyblade: Lost Memories, held in a reverse grip.

He slips into a fighting stance and keeps his eyes locked on the Unversed. Congratulations: Vanitas; you have his attention.]

[ holy geez that sure is some light! But, that just means it's potentially worth trying to corrupt it.

So, hope you don't mind someone just following you. You know, in a totally inconspicuous way. ]

Is that the best you can come up with?

Lost memory comes out in a flash as Ventus back steps, eyes narrowing as he brings the blade up - in his left hand. Unlike so many here, this one's also left handed.] I don't run from fights, Vanitas.

[...Ohh and this one has bite in his voice, too.

[What about someone with Sora memories inside her?

Because this one has plenty of those, even if they're not all of Kairi like they used to be. Xion, for her part is eyeing her surroundings warily. It's been a while since she was here. Enough that she'd honestly wondered if she'd dreamed it. But she definitely recognized it and unless she was mistaken she'd already met the helmeted guy in the black-and-white jumpsuit over there.

And the conversation had not ended well, even if there hadn't been any violence outbreaks ~~probably because the tag got lost in Gorse's inbox~~, so she's just... going to be keeping an even warier eye on you there.]

[BUT THERE'S NO VENHEART HERE. 8C]

I-I have to go to training.

[His father would be ashamed of him, but the pain and the weeks of being unable to really do anything are still fresh in his memory. As well, how out of control his own darkness got... That's not something he wants happening again.]

[Yea, well, being a prince of heart does mean a heart of pure light.

kinda Don't mind him, as soon as he figures out he's being followed - brb trying to run away!

Last time he saw a stranger, he was kidnapped ok.]

...Ardos?

[You sound like him but... different. It's enough to make him wary, anyway.]

[WOW. RUDE, VANIMANT. RUDE. He was minding his own business, wasn't bothering anyone and then you ruin everything by sending these stupid unversed at him and UGH.

You know, he was having a good day, too. :|

Needless to say, it's pretty difficult to NOT notice the group of unversed that just appeared out of nowhere.]

Whoa! Where did they come from?

[QUESTIONS WOULD HAVE TO WAIT. Ven is quick to get to his feet, his hand closing around the hilt of his keyblade as it materializes.

BRING IT.]

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