Feb 13, 2012 14:27
[The Nobody has a far-off look upon his countenance-one not as cold and indifferent as the one he usually dons for such occasions, but more...dreamlike, as if he had just awoken from a fitful slumber.
However, Xemnas' gaze defies the recquired setting of the mood. They remain sharp as he addresses the Network audience grandly with artful, flowing hand motions and all.]
Perchance a benefit...here- City-bound,
Novelty, judging by the use of prose,
Nary a feeling can e'er be found
Now and even before all had arose.
Despite yon new notice in mine repose
-'Tis quite a nuisance, varying in size-
Yet for better, or worse, anything goes.
Sudden awareness, beginning to rise,
Remains unseen to a commoner's eyes.
Still waiting upon its finalized shape,
The calm prior in which the chaos lies,
Seeing that there is no point for escape.
A small reminder, 'Wakened-to wit,
Only again to repeat: "Deal with it."
[The last three words trigger Nautilus' infamous Sunglasses Effect, placing the shades perfectly over ever-so-serious gold eyes. He bows out with thespian flourish, thrice the usual flair, ending the feed there.]
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