Who knows what's real [Complete]

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Character(s): Raven & Vexen
Content: Raven goes to investigate St. Destino's, but instead finds a member of the Organization.
Setting: St. Destino's church
Time: Mid-morning
Warnings: Possible combat?

Raven knew where it was now, so the trip this time would be much faster, and without having to go through the field where she was attacked before. Her destination was the church outside the city, the one she had spotted back when Kanda was still around. A building like that was too out place for her to just leave it at “poor placement”.

While she had spotted several other ruins outside, that church was far more suspicious than any of those.

Leaving her apartment in Villas Salonas, Raven walked through Paixao's alleys until she was certain that nobody would see what she'd do next. Concentrating on the image of the church in her mind, Raven was enveloped in a black aura before disappearing entirely. When she reappeared, it was in front of church doors, all thanks to her dark magic.

Not wanting to let the glowing creatures be aware of her presence, Raven quickly went through the doors and entered the church. She looked around and saw that it was mostly abandoned.

Still, there had to be something that could help her find out who was behind all this.

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The black figure sat upon the altar, robes covering him from head to toe. On his lap rested black gloved hands, fingers entwined. From the looks of it, it had been expecting her. Its head lifted, the shadows covering where its face should have been. This all suited Vexen just fine. Others might have appreciated more the flash-and-bang with no substance attack or entry, but he had a liking for the quiet ways.

In truth, he hadn’t been expecting her to show here of all places. It was merely good luck that he had been here working on another of his projects. He had been about to leave when he’d noticed an inconsistency in the readings and headed upstairs to see just what had happened. Given the data he had on the girl he had told the Neophyte he’d look into, Fortune had smiled on him for once and sent her to him.

The fact that she was here did not comfort him any.

It caused quite a commotion when it was first posted.

The girl had mentioned his church before too. She was taking far too much interest in things she shouldn’t be. It might be time to step up his timeline and start working on one of these people.

For now, Vexen stayed silent, merely watching her to see what she would do. The scientist in him wanted to know and understand before bothering to put into action some method of neutralizing her.

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Raven would've started looking around right then and there, but there was something else that had to be taken care of first.

She wasn't alone.

The presence felt like that of the "Nobodies", but much stronger. She glimpsed at the altar, and saw dark figure. It was wearing nothing but black, and had a hood that was covering it's face. This was the first time she had seen someone dressed like that, so she couldn't help but be suspicious about it. And yet, there was no way to learn more without approaching and speaking to whoever was under the hood.

Being the type to not waste time and get straight to the point, Raven walked closer and asked, "Who are you?"

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"No one of any real importance or so I'm told."

For Vexen, that was humour. Leaning forward to rest his elbows on his knees, he saw no reason yet to be on guard. Her recordings and telling of information to those she shouldn't be was annoying but nothing about her looked particularly dangerous to him.

"The question is more what are you doing here?"

She might prove to be an interesting experiment if nothing else, or she might be a pawn he could use to cause some minor sabatoge. While the others might be interested in what their goal was, Vexen was not. He was quite pleased with things and while the others could totter along and try to do as they wished, he could and would draw the line at his interests being damaged.

Yes, she could be useful in that respect given that she'd already shown her tendancy to display publicly what few facts she knew.

"And why?"

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The man's answers didn't make Raven be any less wary about him. The black coat that covered his body wasn’t helping either, though she knew better than to judge simply by appearance. Was it just a coincidence that the two of them had met there, of all places? Or maybe he had followed her, and if he did, for how long?

In any case, until she was sure of his identity, she would make sure to not tell him too much about herself, which wouldn’t be hard at all.

“If you’re not going to tell me who you are, then I don’t see why I should tell you what I’m doing here.”

It was as simple as that.

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"Children..."

Malice was absent from his voice although there was a strong undercurrent of annoyance. People abused his technology, he ended up being ran all over the place to do repairs or make new changes to things, and now he was doing lackey work that would have been far better suited to someone else with less intelligence. Somedays, it just didn't pay to be a Nobody.

Vexen drew back his hood from his face, pushing his hair aside with a careless gesture. There were times when he knew he should just cut it all off. Folding his hands back before him, Vexen didn't look overly pleased as he watched her.

"I told you already. I'm Nobody. Now that I've answered your question, do be polite enough to answer mine. I should like to know who you are and exactly what it is that brings you here of all places."

And to let me know if I should help or hinder you, he thought to himself. He had no real love of the plans, so why should he go along with them?

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“I saw this building before, and I wanted to investigate it.” She lowered her own hood. “It was during the… Nobody attack.”

While she ignored the man's remark about her age, she gave full attention to his supposed introduction.

Nobody.

For such a common word, it sure did hold a lot of significance.

It was her only clue as to what was behind all this. But so far, none of the Nobodies looked anything like humans, much less wear black coats like the one he had on. Still, she couldn’t afford not to ask him about it.

“The Nobodies, what do you know about them?”