Thirteenth.

[ilusionoscura]

[The sphere shows the vast field flowers, the sight is projected from above, focused in the Nobody who remains lying, face up on the flowers. The messy strands of silver-blue hair scattered around is head, meshed with some of the vibrant petals. Yet, his eyes are not visible]Nobodies cannot feel. But they remember how it was... They understand

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[trancheuse]

What are you yacking about now?

[ilusionoscura]

[Without rising from his position, he glances at Larxene behind the curtain of blue hair]

Nobodies.
Hearts.

[trancheuse]

And as usual, you're taking everything way too seriously.

Why not try discarding your clothes and running around the beach like everyone else?

[ilusionoscura]

That is... slightly repugnant.

[distantallure]

Oh?

[ilusionoscura]

Greetings, Yazoo.

[distantallure]

What is it that you "envy", huh?

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[ilusionoscura]

[His gaze falls to a heavy-lidded stare, now visible as the streaks of hair drift away from his face]

What they have, what I lack.

A heart.

[redpaperfan]

How sad.

[ilusionoscura]

Sad? Explain yourself.
[A slow, lazy motion as he looks up at Sasuke.]

[redpaperfan]

[ He's not on the sphere anymore - though Zexion wouldn't be hard pressed to figure out where he was now, both by scent and the fact he physically stood in the area. ]

I doubt you need me to.

[ilusionoscura]

[His passive gaze widens slightly]

(( ooc: should we make a backdated log of some sorts? or maybe rp it here?))