A Shadow Falls Upon the City [active]

[moardarknessplz]

Character(s): Ansem, anyone he runs into
Content: Ansem staking his claim in the city
Setting: City Hall
Time: Twilight
Warnings: ...Ansem Creeper party :|b

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[mastertemplate]

Darkness lends itself to so many things. When in complete darkness, everything becomes amplified. The tiniest twinge in the most still of nights can feel like the hardest strain. The landing of a fly would transform from a minor inconvenience into a cacophony of fluttering chaos. The slightest shifts in your sight could be something like the wind blowing a tree's shadow or the one who intends on ending your life

[moardarknessplz]

Darkness always recognized its own, and just as the Master recognized Ansem for what he was, so too did Ansem recognize the darkness that lurked inside the Master. A deep, angry darkness full of sound and fury and rage, all the more powerful for the amount of time his heart had been steeping in it. No doubt he would make for an excellent Heartless, should Ansem need a strong ally at his side. But as of yet, that would saved for the far off day when his foes grew too many for his own abilities proved to much.

Ansem made no indication that he'd noticed the man however, continuing on his way just as calmly as he'd begun. It was only as an afterthought that one might notice the Shadow that had crawled up out of the darkness near Ansem's feet, antennae twitching as it searched for the source of the darkness and the heart that bore it before skittering haphazardly towards the treeline.

It was time to see how this stranger would react - and Ansem was watching carefully, for all that seemed not to be.

[mastertemplate]

The Master relished the opportunity to put on an exhibition, especially for a stranger as enticing as Ansem. The Master watched as the shadow at the figure's feet leaked a Hartless that twitched and staggered over like a skittish predator. The Master's eyes looked back to the darkened figure and noticed no change in the posture or behavior

[moardarknessplz]

At the sound of the Master landing on the ground, Ansem turned towards him, with a slow laziness that implied that he was mild curiosity and best, and at worst a near-total indifference. The Heartless he'd called up was one of the least of his kindred; he would have been quite worried if such an interesting person had fallen to such a threat. As a result, he didn't even flinch when the Master neatly destroyed the Shadow

[mastertemplate]

The Master stared over the tall stranger when he stopped walking within a short range of him. "Your parents hated you, too?" he replied sarcastically. "Ansem. Given how you set the little ant-man on me, I can take it you're from this place? Or, better yet, maybe you're one of the big head behind the scenes. If that's the case, you have an awful lot of angry visitors looking for answers."

His wagging fingers still clicked with energy while he stood his ground. Even with a single his kind of opponent would not be easy to stop without the element of surprise. "And if you're one of those long talkers, I'd prefer we go get something to eat first as I really am so hungry."