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[shroudedwind]

[So, it looks like this Ventus has crawled out of his hole again. As he makes his way through the DR, he scans his surroundings very carefully. It seems he's looking for somebody.

Sigh. Why is friendship so confusing? Does that Naminé girl even count as a friend?

Pfft. Well, whatever. He'll be scoping out the various world rooms, jotting down notes.

Eventually, he'll settle against a wall with a huff and start scrawling something on a little notepad.]

Day ??, Month ??

I lost track of how long it's been. This place is annoying. All the worlds locked in its rooms seem real, but they're obviously fakes. No people. Just Heartless. I can't even fulfill my purpose like this. That Naminé girl's nice, I guess. A lot of people here act nice.

I don't know what to do. It's too weird. Too confusing... So why do I want to

[After a few moments, he heavily scratches out that last sentence and continues:]

I guess I'm supposed to have fun here, but... what good will that do? People act like I'm running myself into a wall by sticking to the Master's plans. Maybe I am, but

Well. I'll show them. I'll

[He groans, shaking his head.]

This is dumb.

[Come deal with the socially inept kid? Peer over his shoulder for maximum trolling? It's all open!]

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[a_scarred_heart]

What is? [He's got his hood up for the most part, but those are totally jeans and joggers under the coat.

Feel free to mistake him as a Roxas. God knows he looks enough like one.]

[shroudedwind]

Wouldn't you like to know?

[He bristles, shooting the stranger a scowl.

...a pretty pitiful one, at that. Despite his efforts to be intimidating, his heart's not really in it right now.]

[a_scarred_heart]

No-one says stuff like that without a reason. [He thinks, anyway.

He'll have a quick look at the writing before making a curious sound.] ... The Master. That's... Xehanort, right?

[Ow god, his head still hurts thinking about that and it's been months since he found out thanks to DiZ and careless words.]

[shroudedwind]

So what if it is?

[Bristle, bristle. This guy's not gonna be easy to work with, nope.]

[a_scarred_heart]

...Nothing.

[And backing down from that topic.] It doesn't matter.

[Not. True, Ventus. But this someone that he doesn't know, at all. and thus he's not entirely sure of he whole thing going on.

He is curious, but it can wait, right?] ..Sorry.

[shroudedwind]

Yeah, well... you shouldn't read other people's stuff.

[Not that he's one to talk. He'd probably do the same thing.]

[a_scarred_heart]

...Then don't write out in the open if it's private.

[irritum]

[He may not have been paying attention, but. Here's a Vanitas. Not just any Vanitas, but a girl and one that's about ten years older. Her hair grew a bit in that time, and she wears a short ponytail now. And she's looking over his shoulder.]

Still following the old man, even if it leads to your ruin, huh?

[shroudedwind]

Hmph. It's better than goofing off.

[He sneers.]

Besides, it's not like I like the guy.

[irritum]

...You sound like me ten years ago.

[She's quite a bit taller now, and she's going to ruffle your hair, Ventus.]

But believe me, goofing off? Having a life? Much better.

[shroudedwind]

[He swats at her hand and slides back.]

Hands off.

[irritum]

[Oh. Oh. She's found some way to purposely annoy him. Excuse her while she drapes all over you, Ven.]

Lighten up, kid, or you'll feel fifty before you're twenty.

[shroudedwind]

[And he'll give her a shove. Go awaaaaay.]

I feel fine, and I'm not a kid.

Long time no see!

[nobodies_light]

[She's not troll enough to peer over his shoulder. Besides, she's got too much Light to even be capable of sneaking without him noticing.

So she'll just walk over and sit next to him.]

Are you okay?

Yup C:

[shroudedwind]

[Oh. There she is...

Right. He'll just... shrug.]

Probably. I mean... of course I'm fine!

[Huff. Someone's still socially inept, yup.]

How've you been?

[nobodies_light]

[..Smiles a little.]

Of course.

[That's okay. She's patient.]

..You haven't been around much for a while.

Busy +_+ Very, very busy.

[shroudedwind]

I've been around, just... busy. Doing stuff.

[Which basically amounts to lurking. And isolating himself 'cause he's stubborn.]

Ah, that sucks. Though I can't talk, I'm starting at new job on Tuesday XD

[nobodies_light]

I see..

...Busy doing what?

+_+ RL can be crazy like that.

[shroudedwind]

... uh.

[Gotta think of something, hmm.]

Training?

[earthbonds]

[Y'know, even though she's lost? Peering over his shoulder sounds like a good idea to this Terra. Which is what she'll be doing now. And she is fully prepared to tease Ven about actually keeping a journal, except the content makes her pause, and actually read.

... nope. Not liking this. Frowning.] Heartless?

[... o o p s. Gave herself away too soon.]

[shroudedwind]

[...Sorry, he's just kinda. Staring.

What is this even--]

You're a girl.

[Ventus: stating the obvious. News at eleven!]

[earthbonds]

[Okay. Now she can troll a little.] Sharp eye, Ven. I never would've figured that out on my own.

[Either she hasn't noticed, or she's just ignoring the fact that Ven has yellow eyes right now. And a lot more darkness than she's used to sensing from him. It's still Ven, right?

Looking back at that journal. There's a lot of things she wants to ask about, but for now, she'll stick with her first one.] So... what are Heartless?

[shroudedwind]

[...Ven. She just has to use that nickname.

Hmph. Well. Whatever. He's not in the mood to correct just yet.]

They're creatures made outta the darkness in people's hearts.

[earthbonds]

[Blink. Frown. Think.] That... actually sounds familiar.

[Think, Terra. Where have you heard that before? She 'hmmms' a little, trying to place it, but it won't come.

Sighing.] It'll come to me eventually.

[shroudedwind]

Sooner than you think.

[He snaps his fingers and, in a matter of seconds, two Neoshadows emerge from the shadows.]