Rikku stepped out of the hotel; this had been a very interesting evening, to say the least. Tackling a “heartless”, a man (and what a man) flying through the roof, seeing her new semi-metallic friend in bed with another man. She had had more excitement in a single evening in Traverse Town than she had had in her entire life on the Destiny Islands.
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The small ant creatures antennae shifted from within the dark corners of the district. From the soupy black, they perked their heads up; Pale yellow eyes stare at the girl, perking, tilting their heads to illustrate the emotion of "curiosity". They tottered their way closer to investigate, jumping, creeping, hobbling along the cobble-stone floor.
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His first instinct was to open his eyes wide, pupils dilating so that they may better adjust to the lack of light. His head hurt -- a hangover, he surmised with a resignated sigh -- and his body felt sore in rather odd places. He shifted in his chair, and once he was able to distiguish shapes in the darkness, he rose to his feet, rubbing at his eyes with the heel of his palm while the other groped for the back of the chair to orient himself.
Zell was still fast asleep. He could tell from the sound of the blond's breathing, rhythmic and deep, coming from the bed. The lion's lip curled in contempt at this, though it wasn't exactly directed at Zell. He only wished he could sleep that soundly.
He needed air. And maybe some coffee. That bourbon had left a bad taste in his mouth, and he knew he wasn't going to be getting any sleep for the rest of the night -- or whatever constituted as night in Traverse Town.
Is it still snowing? he wondered, his steps quiet as he moved about the room to pick up his ( ... )
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As soon as the half-devil set foot outside, he noticed the same man and that girl, Rikku, from before standing out on the snowy, slightly mangled streets. It wasn't long before his senses also picked up another presence, several actually. It seemed as though some of those little, shadow bastards were coming back out to play. In a flourish of movement, he drew Ebony and Ivory, twirling them around expertly before calling out to one of the apparent, resident screwballs from the hotel.
"Up for a little fun, Sunshine?" he called to the other man. He assumed he could handle himself fairly well in a fight due to the weird-ass sword at his side. "Might want to sit this one out, sweetheart," Dante piped up again, this time talking to Rikku as he finally reached 'Sunshine's'
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Except he wasn't old. Not yet, damnit.
Leon turn to fix Sora a sharp look, but it proved ineffective as the boy's attention was soon drawn back to the blonde. His lips thinned slightly with impatience, and he finally considered just settling for that compromise.
"Sorry to cut in," he said, though from his tone he didn't sound very sorry at all. "But why are you here, Sora?" It wasn't that the Keyblade Master wasn't welcome here, but it wasn't something that could be taken lightly either. There had to be a reason, especially when there was a bloody war out there.
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