[Negation 4: Boredom Plus Unversed Plus You Equals-]

[probation_you]

Characters: probation_you and vatheon
Location: Anywhere, anyplace
Time: anytime~
Style: All is more than welcome!
Status: Open like a shattered heart Imeanwhut :|

[Vanitas was bored. Bored and a tad irritated, with the sadness that had been reverberating off Ventus since the bluenette had supposedly left (and apparently returned, what...joy). Such emotions left him

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[full_of_riddles]

[Tom can certainly sympathize with him. In fact, said teenager is watching Vanitas from the shadows. He has no quarrel with the Unversed, but if they attack him, he will not hold himself back.]

...what are these?

[probation_you]

[Well well. This might be something...interesting. He's watching right back, Riddle, through the eyes of a Flood that scurries over to your feet. His posture doesn't change; merely leaning against a tree's trunk, eyes upon what chaos he knows he can get away with.]

Does it really matter?

[full_of_riddles]

[Sighing, Tom idly flicks his wand, sending jets of light into the darkness. That is what things thrive on, isn't it?]

A bit. I'm curious.

[probation_you]

[The unversed hiss, congregating on those lights, some burning at the touch; before they're torn apart, shreds of light scattering in the wind.]

Well there's point one; they won't like you for that.

[And yet, they don't attack. Tom's continence speaks of its own darkness, and Vanitas has his own ways of answering new found questions. Yellow eyes flick towards his direction.]

[full_of_riddles]

I do apologize. Fighting seems...pointless given the current situation.

[He pushes away from the wall and approaches the trees.]

Does this make you feel better?

[probation_you]

It doesn't matter where you stand; you startled them, not me.

[Extensions of his own person or not, there's only so much control Vanitas can have. When such a large amount is called for, they inhibit their own minds and weaknesses. light is certainly such a weakness.]

Well, it's easy to see you're not a native.

You're not particularly 'light' either...are you?

[full_of_riddles]

Why don't you tell me? [Tom performs a complicated movement with his wand, slicing one of the Unversed in half.] I could ask you the same.

[All the while, his voice remains calm and soft, though there is a strange chill to it.]

fff, sorry dear, I sort of fell asleep.

[probation_you]

Now where's the fun in that?

[He's not in the slightest bit troubled by the demise of one of his Unversed. The negativity that spawned it seems to bubble along the ground, falling back to his body and shedding an eerie purple glow upon him; and then it's gone.]

it's okay! <3

[full_of_riddles]

Do I have to work for my answer?

[Now he might sound a little amused.]

I'm not sure if I want to play that game.