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Right, who's the wise guy that kidnapped a little bud of mine? [ Grins, so amused~. ]

I so knew he was travel-friendly.

[ ooc; BRAAAAAAAAAIG. :) ]

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A-actually, I'm right here.

There y'are. Who was the little friend?

She was simply a child who desired to play a game. It only felt right to comply.

That was nice of you. [ Smile, and ruffles his hair. ]

Well, she got a name?

I don't believe she told me her name, but she was certainly energetic. It's been a long time since I've played any sort of game, so I suppose it was nostalgic to that end.

Heh, reminds me of a long time ago. Way before puberty, mind you.

And, no. I'm not that old.

Yes, I think that was around the time I played those sort of games... I was very young at the time.

Heh, and then we have the huge project by Ansem.

Like I said before, let's live a little.

I agree, actually; as long as we're here, we might as well.

Well, introduce me to your new buds one time, won'cha?

O-of course, although I haven't made that many acquaintances here yet.

Dude, relax. [ Smiles and pats his shoulders. ] We've got all the time in the world.

It was probably one of the Marluxias. I think they're pedos.

.. Hold up. They're those fruity cotton-candy haired guys, right?

Yes. I take it you do not have one in your home?

Nope. Name's Braig, and the little buddy I was talking about's Ienzo.

I get the feeling it's a long story, is it?

Braig. Yes, I suspected as much. Ah... You get along with Ienzo? Interesting.

My name is Zexian.

.. What's so interesting 'bout it?

.. Zexian. And there was a guy called Zex--you're a chick?

It's all a very long explanation. If you are willing to sit through it, I don't mind telling you. But I don't expect you'll feel particularly enlightened.

I am, I am. Let's start.

I was once a scientist. My name was Zaion. Due to... Various reasons - our experiments, and our leader's choices - we became nobodies. This involves a name change. I became Zexian.

There are others here from other universes, in which the same happened to them. Oddly, they are almost all the opposite genders from those from my universe. The alternate who seems to represent me is Zexion. From your friend's name, I take it his original name was Ienzo.

Because I am a version of Zexion, I am intrigued that you get along with a version of him, as the alternate you from my universe is not someone I am particularly fond of, nor opposed to the presence of.

... I apologize for the long-winded speech. They are usually more suited to our superior.

.. Nah, that's fine. I got the gist.

But if I'm guessing right--shit.

Apologies, once more. I'm sure telling you has probably messed with some sort of timeline.

Yeap, you just did.

Maybe for the better, y'know?

... Mm. Perhaps you can stop those from your home from following our path, like all these other Organizations have done. I can't say I would feel guilty for having prevented it.

That's hoping we catch up to it. Or else, we just blew it.

I gotta ask, though: How's it being a Nobody?

It is empty.

You sound like those guys in black and black beanies, but I got you.

Black beanies?

The black hats that look like whatever the French wear. They drink a shit load of coffee, going on about poems.

Yeah, there's one in Radiant Garden. Well, ours.

I see. I can't say I understand very well.

When I look for one, you'll be the first to wear 'em. [ Grins. ]

I do not change my outfit very often.

Eh, it's just a hat.

But it has no ears.

What if I stitch ears on 'em?

You would do that?

Well, I got the best hands out of the six of us, back home. Lesse.

[ okay maybe a bit sparkly-eyed at that *A*;; ] I see. Thank you, I suppose.

...Uncle? ♥

.. Huh? What uncle're you talking 'bout?

And say, aren't you the new little friend of my pretty old friend here? [ Grins, thumbs over to Ienzo. ]

You look like him |:!

O: Yes! He's a good hider and finder!

Who's your uncle?

Yeah, totally. [ Smirk. ] He even found last week's dinner, you know?

My uncle.

...Ah. Is it looking for him now?

Nah. We ate dinner.

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