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[theprobator]

[the feed peels open with the thud of a body and the clunk of an NV hitting pavement, fixing on the nearby tattered structures of the slums. who knows how long the maybe familiar silhouette has been lurking where the worst in Siren's Port go to rot- though perhaps it is fitting. depends on one's opinion

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[drksoulwithlite]

[Well this is a charming part of the neighbourhood to be taking a stroll in. Even with all these creepy little weird blue things scuttling about- no problem there we'll just kick it and- there. Gone.

Oh my. Small dark and ragey at 12 o'clock.]

So if he's got nothing I guess you can stop beating him up for his lunch money now.

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[drksoulwithlite]

[This kid is all kinds of amusing.]

No offense Spikey, but from what I can tell you're a kid with anger management problems. I'm not stupid enough to hand you a loaded gun.

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[theprobator]

My name is not Spikey.

[yes, that's what he's choosing to focus on, and not trying to deny any other observations. if Ventus Junior or Girl Ventus were around, they'd be basking in the irony.]

[also, as fascinating as the guns are, Vanitas is skirting on the side of irritated, and is turning as if to leave.]

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[drksoulwithlite]

Where do you think you're going?

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[theprobator]

Away from here. [i.e., he doesn't know, nor does he care.]

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[drksoulwithlite]

[Starts to walk with him.]

What, alone and unarmed in a dark and scary neighbourhood? You want to get mugged again so you can beat up some more hobos, admit it.

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[theprobator]

[... Vanitas turns silently back toward her, lifting Void Gear in his hand threateningly. not because he considers Trish a hobo, and not just because she's given him an annoying nickname, but because he doesn't understand why she's still standing here-- following him, even. he doesn't understand and that frustrates him more than her presence does.]

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[drksoulwithlite]

[OK he is pointing a giant key at her.

That is officially the strangest threat she has ever received.

She stops for a moment, looks at the Keyblade, looks at Vanitas, and smiles.]

Oh you're just precious, and I'm not even 'trying to take you on'.

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[theprobator]

Then why are you following me?

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[drksoulwithlite]

[Shrug.]

I'm bored. I was in the neighbourhood. I'm a concerned citizen keeping an eye on an unaccompanied minor. I wanted the company. I like your boots. Pick a reason.

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[theprobator]

[Vanitas doesn't back down at that-- in fact, there's a crinkling of leather, the sound of his hand tightening around his Keyblade. Vanitas, growing distinctly uncomfortable? no, never.]

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[drksoulwithlite]

[She laughs low.]

Are you sure you want to keep pointing that thing at me?

[Her guns are holstered, but she hasn't budged an inch.]

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[theprobator]

What are you going to do if I do? Shoot me?

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[drksoulwithlite]

You really want to find out?

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[theprobator]

[does he? he certainly isn't lowering his weapon just yet, just eyeing her critically.]

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[drksoulwithlite]

[Oh are we playing stare out? She loves this game.]