It was unpleasant being dragged to this place yet again. Charles had better things to do- more important things to do... And not even the option of tormenting some innocent bystander could outweigh his present need to complete his mission. But there was no way out for now, he had learned that during previous visits, so all that he could do was
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Though he should of known better. Hearing that voice he looked up but all his mind registered was pink hair. The minute he saw it Zexion lost all common sense. He immediately screamed, scrambled off the bed and huddled in a corner.
Seeing as sleeping in a cloak was impractical Charles would also get an eyeful of scars littering the boy's body. All seeming to come from thorns if he decided to pay them much mind.
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"Ah, did I interrupt a nice dream?" he asked in that same voice, tilting his head as he eyed the scars in mild curiosity. They were rather pretty, on a small form like that.
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"Not exactly." He said meekly. This man had all the traits of Marluxia and he could feel that terrible shiver of horrible things to come going along his spine.
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"Nightmares, then?"
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