Attentions.

[nothingseternal.livejournal.com]

Your old Superior... is a

fraud.

Comments

[noheart.livejournal.com]

We're turning on one another now? I didn't get that memo.

[nothingseternal.livejournal.com]

Oh, you've saved me the trouble of finding you.~

[raises a gloved hand pointing]

I'm afraid that allowing impostors to run amok is not in my nature.

[noheart.livejournal.com]

I have no reason to hide from myself. Especially not from a form of myself that cannot imagine the possible benefits of having duplicates at his side.

[Gesture, gesture~]

[nothingseternal.livejournal.com]

Hrm...

Knowing myself, I would inevitably sense a power struggle.

[brings a hand to his jaw slowly]

I suppose we could reach a... fair and mutual agreement? Like pseudo-communism.

[noheart.livejournal.com]

I would hope so.

Don't misunderstand: it isn't that I fear you or the Xemnas in apparent need of anger management classes (how that's even possible with no emotions, I may never know). Rather, it's simply... insulting to think that we can't work together when our Heartlesses are already forming alliances with one another.

The heart alone cannot possibly be more intelligent than the body and soul.

[nothingseternal.livejournal.com]

You truly are me. Moreso than the other...

[offers a handshake]

A mutual truce then, Xemnas.

[noheart.livejournal.com]

[Accepts the handshake.]

Very good. Still, even with a truce between us, an immeasurable challenge lies ahead. So many Organization members are here and so few of them respect our leadership.