Harpies Are Not Very Good At Playing the Harp

[backhandjustice]

Who: Ventus, Xigbar, and any other Harpy Hunters that wanna show up later (I guess?)
What: Ventus is getting ready for go out for his first Harpy hunt. Whatever the heck a Harpy is.
When: Today?
Where: Shuttles and planet side
Warnings:  Ventus being a dork, possible violence, harpies of a dubious nature, and Xigbar being Xigbar

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[gravity_splode]

Whether or not Ven had meant to be alone, he wasn't. True, Xigbar could have easily gotten himself down to the planet on his own, but what was the fun in that? The ships worked just fine and it meant less work for him. Work that would be more than plentiful once he hit the planet.

So he'd take his time on this one. It didn't hurt anything. He'd even found a familiar and unexpected face. So really, maybe it was for the best he'd chosen the slower method.

Don't look up, Ven, but there's someone watching from the 'ceiling' of the shuttle.

[backhandjustice]

Ventus shivered, like he felt a chill hand run dow his spine. He had learned to listen to that sense and glanced around, trying to see what was on the ship that was giving him that feeling. He couldn't find anything, but it didn't make him relax, not a bit. He had spent to much time around things that could go invisible or mesh with the shadows to think it was just him being paranoid. Maybe it was the planet?

He bit his lip, clutching harder at his pamphlet as the shuttle began its landing sequence, his teeth clicking sharply with the bumps and jolts.

[gravity_splode]

Well, at least the kid's senses worked fine. Of course, that didn't mean Xigbar was actually going to make his move just yet. Yeah, he could tell that something was unsettling the kid, but it didn't mean it was necessarily him. For all he knew, it was a problem with the ship itself.

That and he wanted to see how much more nervous he could make him before the ship landed. Maybe he'd even think to look up~.

[backhandjustice]

He might have, but perhaps his time on the Thor had made him a bit complacent, absent as he it was from the threat of Vanitas or the Unversed. He rubbed his arms, but figured it was the planet and not anything on the ship itself.

With bumps and jolts the ship landed and gratefully Ventus hopped up, stepping off onto the planet's surface. He looked around, as always taken aback by how different all the planets were that they came to. He looked towards the inhabited areas, but he doubted harpies lived there if at all. So that meant the less inhabited.

He shifted to look towards that, and that spine tingling came back again. He frowned, looking over his shoulder and back at the ship and then at the city. Jeez, what was with him today?

Shaking his head and he slapped his shoulder brace and his armor slid over him, a comforting presence, and jogged towards the harpies' domain.