Who:
not_obsess3d...and
feverpitchingWhen: TODAY. THIS DAY. ARR. 19th, afternoon, what have you.
Where: SOMEWHERE. OUT THERE. IN SIREN'S PORT.
Summary: This pirate business is ridic, so Xemnas decided to take a walk ,gents. But thar be squalls ahead, and Davey Jones waitin' for them that don't obey. But then things get sidetracked.
Warnings: Oh gosh koalas.
He had enough of the malfunctioning pirate virus. Trying to override the code proved difficult: the NV (being the one that enjoyed random quirks like this) flat-out refused to let this application go.
"...One normal call. That is all I ask." His tone was firm, a little more annoyed than usual as he eyed the thing floating next to him.
The NV sputtered, blurting out a noise that was never heard before.
Xemnas frowned, withholding a heavy sigh as he continued. "We have some matters to discuss. Call back whenever it is possible." It was not a simple request and it translated oddly and pirate-like through the device. What was done was done.
He strode down the streets of the city, placing his focus on...nothing. Walking was suppose to help clear stuff up, but that wasn't doing it. There was much to think about.
And that was terrible an obvious distraction.