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Sep 21, 2008 14:39

WHO: Saïx lunaensnared and Xemnas nobodys_busines
WHAT: By destiny or chance, a meeting.
WHERE: The streets of Reggio Calabria to the Hungry Bug
WHEN: Day 132

( Our instincts they were cringing 'bout how we lived our lives. )

xemnas, saix

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nobodys_busines September 21 2008, 22:59:57 UTC

It had been a while since Xemnas had been around the streets of Reggio Calabria and an even longer one since the knowledge that he may need to keep an eye on himself and his standings had left his mind. He wasn't one of those people who was constantly on the lookout for something, but neither was he dumb when it came to self-preservation. The silver-haired man was more than capable of keeping track of where everyone around him was and the status of everything he passed. He was observant, but not obviously so. If he passed it, he took note of it ( ... )

lunaensnared September 22 2008, 00:42:28 UTC

At first he went his usual way passing blocks completely oblivious of any semblance of being stalked. It was three blocks from his destination that Saïx stopped and turned staring pointedly in Xemnas's direction. He didn't seem to see him specifically or find the source of his paranoia as he scanned the street and across it. Growing irritated at his inability to discover his hunter so easily the man turned and continued on his way more irritated and unsettled then before.

He clocked in on time, donned his apron and went right to work forcing the thoughts that plagued his mind away. He had a job to do and money to earn. There was no time to dwell on such difficult riddles.

nobodys_busines September 22 2008, 01:11:29 UTC

Xemnas was always very careful not to appear anything other than a casual observer, a tactic that earned him top stalking marks today. Whoever that blue-haired man was, he hadn't caught on to the silver head following him. The larger of the two followed slowly, giving just enough time between them that his prey wouldn't be able to prove that he was indeed following ( ... )

lunaensnared September 22 2008, 01:45:45 UTC

With such an extremely limited staff it was inevitable that Saïx would be the one to take his order. He did so impassionatly and with no attempt to hide his thick accent. Saïx was just doing his job. There was no reason to fluff it with sociability. The food kept people coming back and as long as there was no overt rudeness, he heard no complaints.

"What would you like?"

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