I Will Be The One To Leave This In Pieces

[not_obsess3d]

Who: turntodarkness, not_obsess3d
When: At night, simultaneously going on with This Log of Awesome.
Where: SOMEWHERE OUT THERE IN DARKNESS Sector 5
Summary: While Master Xehanort tries to finish what he started, the Seeker of Darkness acts upon his role in the grand scheme of things to obtain the power of Kingdom Hearts. Unfortunately, the Superior of the In-Between is not

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I will go with wherever for the location.

[turntodarkness]

With the Keyblade firmly in hand, Ansem had prepared everything. He had always been proud and a bit of a show-off, flashy to a degree. Perhaps that had truly been his downfall before. It matters little now, though, with the seven false hearts brought together. Already, the process has started, darkness weaving the seven together to form that sinister Keyblade of People's Hearts. It currently isn't finished, and it will take more than a few minutes to finish forging the weapon. The obvious side-effect, though, is that there is a strong sense of light at its creation site. And while the Guardian protects him from the creatures, the Heartless focuses on his needed weapon.

Soon. Soon, all shall be plunged into deeper darkness than this.

[not_obsess3d]

Although the shadows kept the light at bay, it could not stop everything from getting in the way...

...Especially when nothing came into the picture.

The darkness was far more concentrated in the sector alone than anywhere else within the city's vast surroundings. And here, Xemnas stood in silence, eyes set in the direction of the other half of what composed Xehanort - the Heartless side of what was once considered whole. He wasted no time as he strode toward the mingling of light and darkness, gloved hands clenched on either side of his body with a firmness he hadn't been able to express properly due to the lack of a heart.

But perhaps it was to change tonight.

[turntodarkness]

Ansem does heed Xemnas' arrival. There is no turning or physical acknowledgement. Too much work to be done, after all. But there is the faintest of smiles on the puppet's face. The outline of the Keyblade has appeared, slowly beginning to fill out as darkness ties the seven spheres of light together along what will be the shaft. Hands rest beneath it, darkness flowing up from the possessed girl.

"So you have indeed come. I would have been disappointed if you hadn't. You do, after all, desire your heart. And the only way, currently, to accomplish that is with the very thing I am building. Such a predictable creature. Perhaps you still have your humanity, after all."

[not_obsess3d]

Humanity. That was one way of describing it.

Xemnas felt no different. And yet there was something else present. It was vague, but it was undeniable. His steps remain unfaltered, purposeful, as a slow and steady breath was taken.

"It would have been considered less of a threat had I not acted upon such a notion." The layered voices did not faze him in the least while he kept his eyes upon the other, watching as the possessed Fourteenth worked, exuding this darkness against the light. "Besides," he added in a heavier tone, gloved hands sparking and crackling with a light of their own, "I did say we had business to take care of."