The Schemer and the Newly Born [active]
Character(s): Zexion and LarxeneElenra
Content: Elenra could use a good disguise. Zexion is willing to provide.
Setting: Out and about
Time: shortly after Zexion notices something strange with Larxene's scent
Warnings: Manipulation, if nothing else
By and large, Nobodies were beings that didn't change. They didn't age (as far as he was able to tell), they didn't often get sick, they didn't do most of the things that could be expected of humans. Consequently, it was quite a surprise to find that it was her scent that had changed. He couldn't tell what it meant just yet, but it was no longer what he'd come to expect of her.
And with her being such a valuable pawn, any anomaly was well worth checking into. Not as himself of course, not with that coat. Instead, he'd donned the familiar clothes of 'Ian' before had out into the streets of the city. To most, it would look like he was simply lost in in thought as he walked the streets. They wouldn't be entirely wrong, although what he was following was the particular scents that comprised the city, seeking for that one that had changed so drastically.
She had to be somewhere.
Content: Elenra could use a good disguise. Zexion is willing to provide.
Setting: Out and about
Time: shortly after Zexion notices something strange with Larxene's scent
Warnings: Manipulation, if nothing else
By and large, Nobodies were beings that didn't change. They didn't age (as far as he was able to tell), they didn't often get sick, they didn't do most of the things that could be expected of humans. Consequently, it was quite a surprise to find that it was her scent that had changed. He couldn't tell what it meant just yet, but it was no longer what he'd come to expect of her.
And with her being such a valuable pawn, any anomaly was well worth checking into. Not as himself of course, not with that coat. Instead, he'd donned the familiar clothes of 'Ian' before had out into the streets of the city. To most, it would look like he was simply lost in in thought as he walked the streets. They wouldn't be entirely wrong, although what he was following was the particular scents that comprised the city, seeking for that one that had changed so drastically.
She had to be somewhere.