Though his latest journal entry alluded to it, Zexion was not leaving Castle Oblivion because he'd grown bored. It seemed that in his time away he had become restless, unable to remain stagnant long enough for certain pawns to fall into play. Sometimes a spider waited in its web, other times it saw the need to hunt in hopes of returning with
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Naminé was a special case. Zexion always thought she smelled a bit like crayons-
"... IT'S A GHOST!!!""
-and shrieked like a banshee at midnight.
A body that small should not have been able to produce the sheer volume it just did. Zexion turned to face her fully, lilac bangs swept away from his face momentarily so he could cover his ear with a gloved hand. Hopefully, she would get the message ( ... )
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"That's enough, Naminé."
"Z-Zexion?!" The blonde gasped, whirling around. She continued to stare, bright blue eyes as wide as they were when she first saw him. Up close, she could see that he was no ghost, but Naminé prodded him carefully, to make sure she truly wasn't seeing things.
"But... how?!"
What other surprises would she uncover today?!
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"I ... I don't mean to be imposing, but we should look for Riku..." She mumbled, wringing her hands even more. A nervous habit that never quite died.
"It was very nice meeting you though, Mr. Byakko." Naminé hadn't forgotten her manners (especially when speaking to a God!), and she bowed slightly. She would have loved to speak with the cat god but there were more pressing matters at hand. For her, anyway.
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As for what Byakko said concerning the darkness...he supposed that was true. Now that the cat had begun with the discussion of darkness, Zexion would probably want to prod the god for more information. Anyway, Byakko didn't seem to want to tell them a lot about this Imaginary World...yet. Maybe if Xigbar met him later, it would change.
He looked at Zexion. Would the Lord over Darkness want to accompnay Naminé, or would he travel with her. Ah, all the wine and such that he could try...
Ah well. That was life.
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