Characters:
darkest_horse &
VatheonLocation: Dat coral.
Time: Morning-ish/Afternoon
Style: I'm flexible~
Status: Open!
[It seems that once again, the coral has attracted a spectator. It is another one of those people in one of those long leather coats. Except unlike the previous ones who are still pretty young, this man looks the bad side of old and his face looks like it got mauled by a bear, or perhaps a shark. But all from the same Organization. It is very inclusive, you know. Just one requirement.
Xigbar pops the last of his --pilfered, stolen, Demyx really should've known better than to let him stay at his place-- bagel into his mouth, studying the coral with a curious sheen in his single eye. Is this the thing that is keeping them in here? Perhaps the heart of this world, still locked and sealed to keep the barriers up? If only they had the key~
Yes, all in all, just another new arrival checking out the coral.
Except.
Just.
Somehow this dude is sitting cross-legged, upside down, in the middle of open air.
Yeah. Good luck with that!]