I bite my thumb at you, sir.

[theprobator]

Who: theprobator and pullsheavendown
When: midday Friday
Where: Just outside a sandwich shop in Sector 4
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[pullsheavendown]

Roxas had been putting plenty of hours in at Kahve lately, both because he had a greater responsibility to it now and because it was a good way to keep his mind off of other issues.

Sora returning. Zexion disappearing. All their enemies up to who knew what-there was a lot to weigh on his mind, but he didn't want to let it get too heavy that he couldn't accomplish anything.

But the weather was nice enough and he was hungry, so why not get some lunch and enjoy the afternoon? He walked down the street toward the sandwich shop in no particular hurry, but squinted at a spiky-haired figure when it stepped outside of his exact destination. The clothes were unfamiliar, but the build and the face...

Oh, you've got to be kidding me.

[theprobator]

Vanitas had already turned and started walking in the other direction long before Roxas was even close enough to sense-- if he wasn't guilty of attacking and harassing others, and genuinely hurting Sora, then heck, he could probably pass for an everyday citizen of Siren's Port.

-- Which he did, really. An everyday citizen unwrapping and biting into his sandwich.

[pullsheavendown]

Roxas stood completely still as Vanitas turned, torn between backing off and doing...something. He wasn't sure what

[theprobator]

... We're feeling particularly mature today, aren't we, Ventus Junior? The fireball smacked against his sandwich before Vanitas could do anything about it, effectively lighting it like a torch. He had no choice but to drop it to avoid burning his hands, and to stare down at the flickering mass that should have been his lunch.

He didn't turn toward his attacker immediately; he simply stared down at the sandwich corpse for several agonizing seconds. Somewhere in that deafening silence, the air around him literally turned two shades darker. Boy, if someone thought Unversed were emotions taken tangible form...

That was his sandwich. Vanitas doesn't pay for many goods around Siren's Port when they're just as easily stolen, but a freshly made sandwich? From this store? That's probably the one thing he's willing to shell out a little cash for-- and he spent a good five minutes dictating to the sandwich artisan exactly how he wanted it, which included raising quite a stink when they tried to charge him for the extra bacon