It seemed as though he spent his fair share of time around the gates whenever he was in the city, but who could blame him? The newcomers who filed through, while not always entertaining, at the very least piqued his interest. And he had little to do as he waited for Larxene to tell him what that list of hers was all about.

That wasn't to say he didn't have an idea. Of course he did. He had heard a few of those names thrown around before, and when that information was accompanied with the informant, well, then it became child's play.

The group coming through today seemed to be mainly made up of citizens so far, and Marluxia was about to wander off somewhere else when he noticed a patch of purple amongst the blonds. Finally.

"It's a journal," Marluxia offered, approaching the young man. "It's meant for communication, but it also has a map. Much more useful than you would first think."