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kingdomdressing2012-09-03 08:30 pm
keyternal) wrote in kingdomdressing2012-09-03 08:30 pm
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[Well, this is a little alarming.
How often do you even see Xemnas wandering down the halls? Clearly, not often enough.
This particular Xemnas seems largely unphased by his surroundings. Sure, he stops to examine the occasional room, but otherwise he barely bats an eye.
Not until, at last, he finds a door leading into a cold, desolate chamber. A suit of armor rests there, familiar to some. Seems he's found the Chamber of Repose room.
A cold, dry chuckle escapes him.]
Truly fascinating... And yet, I grow tired of this charade.
[ooc: Note-- AU Xemnas fromkeybearer's universe. All you need to know for now is that things aren't quite as they appear.]
How often do you even see Xemnas wandering down the halls? Clearly, not often enough.
This particular Xemnas seems largely unphased by his surroundings. Sure, he stops to examine the occasional room, but otherwise he barely bats an eye.
Not until, at last, he finds a door leading into a cold, desolate chamber. A suit of armor rests there, familiar to some. Seems he's found the Chamber of Repose room.
A cold, dry chuckle escapes him.]
Truly fascinating... And yet, I grow tired of this charade.
[ooc: Note-- AU Xemnas from
keybearer's universe. All you need to know for now is that things aren't quite as they appear.]
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Xemnas doesn't move. Not yet. He continues to gaze into the Chamber, though, rest assured, he knows Terra is coming. It's hard to dismiss the sound of footsteps and that oh-so-familiar muttering. And when he finally speaks up... ha.]
I assure you, this is no mere trick.
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[A pause, and he's tilting his head. He'll continue to stare, if only because it beats looking at the all-too-familiar armor behind you.
He's not used to seeing Stormfall there, though. That's... different.] How long have you been here?
[It can't have been very long... and new arrivals usually showed up at the beginning of the week, so the timing is right.]
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[He shakes his head.]
Though, long enough to note this world's peculiar properties. Have you not seen the duplicates wandering these halls?
[That alone should explain his existence, really.]
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... well, damn. He was aware that there could be duplicates in the tower, but what he saw out of his peripheral vision was far more than the limit of two that the admins seemed to have.
... so he's out of the tower? How? He hardly noticed the transition between this new world and the place he had been forced to call 'home' for the past couple of months. Almost sheepishly, admitting:] I'm a little used to doubles, but not in these numbers.
[... shaking his head, and figuring that if he's going to talk to himself (literally), then the other 'him' should at least see him.
Unfortunately, he knows he'll lose the masking ability of the coat the second he lowers his hood, but... really. What's going to attack him here?] What's the last thing you remember before showing up here?
[Might as well get timelines straightened out. Better to know where they each stand.]
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[After all, the only 'double' he's experienced was the Replica, and he's a special case...
Though, for a moment, it's almost as if Xemnas falters. Or perhaps Terra was simply seeing things. This is...
Hah. Well then. If he truly had a heart, perhaps he would be surprised.
Instead, he gives Terra quick once-over and then...]
It is of little importance.
[Surely he didn't expect Xemnas to reveal something so personal. After all, he doesn't know what to expect from this duplicate. Revealing too much could work against him.]
Furthermore, since you asked, perhaps you should be the one to explain.
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[His eyes narrow, catching the not-quite-reaction. He remembers how subtle Xemnas could be, even if he no longer could manage it for long.
'I surprised him. Somehow.'] If you think so.
[... well. He has a point. Shrugging again, and deciding to choose his words carefully.] If this world is anything like my previous location, then it messes with time as well as location. Those that arrive from your universe can show up from any point in their personal timeline, and universe alternates don't always match up. In some cases, the chain of events can proceed in a vastly different way than what you would know.
[Case in point, the two of them.] In most cases, the major events stay in relatively the same order, and can be a relatively accurate gauge for what someone has or hasn't gone through and what has changed.
[Stopping. Watching. Waiting for a reaction.]
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Fascinating. Very fascinating.]
You say that as if the simplest change is inconsequential. Yet, I find that difficult to believe. A slight change in one's fate could very well act as a catalyst. A single spark can create wildfire.
Though this is purely theoretical. Perhaps fate is immovable. Unchangeable.
[For him, that isn't good enough.]
So I raise one simple question. Who wields the Keyblade?
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But some things fight change harder than others, refusing to change when the ripples hit.
[Like stones in a river; fixed points, if you will. ... well, that gets a laugh out of him.] A better question would be who doesn't.
[But he knows what you're really getting at. Who's the hero? Who is the active force against Organization XIII?] ... A kid from Destiny Islands. Almost the spitting image of Ven.
[Almost. The rat's nest of brown spikes that Sora calls 'hair' is worse than Ven's ever could be.]
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[Heh, heh... Now there's a thought.]
The boy is hardly worthy, particularly since he's lost his heart. Those drenched in darkness cannot hope to protect the light.
[...]
Surely you know from experience.