3rd Gear [Video-Filtered to the KH cast/Niveus/Kiryu and from Xehanort/Action]

[vain_sky]

[Some of his coat had caught on fire, and he was panting by the time he'd gotten out of there and far enough away to traverse the corridors of darkness once more. When he stepped out of them, he finds himself in the Wonderland district, just outside the tea shop.

It takes some fumbling, but he manages to pull the seal out of his pocket, before

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[snowwhitegun]

[Oh, now, that expression of worry is bad. As much as she doesn't really care for anyone else, she does take care of loyal employees.]

Y'all right, sugar?

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[vain_sky]

[Which is just fine with him, because yes... He's never usually really in this sort of state.]

Been better. Let's just say that idiot's PMS week got to their head.

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[snowwhitegun]

Mm. Ya needin' a place t' hide?

[She has no doubt the person mentioned is dangerous.]

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[vain_sky]

[A faint nod. Vanitas wouldn't be even saying any of this if he wasn't.]

... Unfortunately, since I doubt I'd stand much of a chance the way I am now.

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[snowwhitegun]

[A frown.]

If'n ya don't mind sleepin' on the floor... Ya can stay with me.

[And then, filtering entirely to private.]

301 Asbjørnsen Road in the Wonderland District.

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[vain_sky]

... I don't mind. [He's used to cave floors and sleeping on the ground in the Graveyard, after all. ...When he even sleeps, that is.

He nods faintly; he'll... be there when he manages to get himself off the ground. Used up way too much energy summoning that Iron Prisoner IV, and that negativity has yet to return to him.]

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[snowwhitegun]

I'll be waitin', sugar.

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[vain_sky]

[The feed ends, and in a matter of moments--more like five or ten minutes, since he had to fill in his other half as well--he's knocking on the door. At least he can pretend to have some manners. Pretend. Keyword, there. That... and he walked all the way.]

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[snowwhitegun]

[She'll open the door, and quickly let him in, peering out after him to make sure no one followed him.]

Y' hungry? Thirsty? Anythin'?

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[vain_sky]

[No one did; he made sure of that. He enters, a little worse for wear. Stupid fires in underground factories.]

...Water, if you'd be so kind. [Must. Not. Give off. Too much.]