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A Visit to the Center of the City [active]
Character(s): Saix and at least one of the Disney villains
Content: Saïx goes to talk to the people claiming ownership of the city
Setting: City Hall
Time: Evening
Warnings: None at the moment, although this may change.
'My will is law.' A bold claim for someone who had only recently arrived in the city. He did have to admit (albeit grudgingly) that the claim had shifted the blame from them somewhat. But even then, there was the fact that while they were doing no real harm they had no claim to the city. To his city. So he'd simply pay them a visit, largely to see what their intentions were before reporting his findings to Xemnas.
As for the great wall of thorns, that was hardly a problem - a portal bringing him through to the other side in no time at all, hood and coat providing him with a familiar anonymity. Now all that was left was to see who came to meet him.
Content: Saïx goes to talk to the people claiming ownership of the city
Setting: City Hall
Time: Evening
Warnings: None at the moment, although this may change.
'My will is law.' A bold claim for someone who had only recently arrived in the city. He did have to admit (albeit grudgingly) that the claim had shifted the blame from them somewhat. But even then, there was the fact that while they were doing no real harm they had no claim to the city. To his city. So he'd simply pay them a visit, largely to see what their intentions were before reporting his findings to Xemnas.
As for the great wall of thorns, that was hardly a problem - a portal bringing him through to the other side in no time at all, hood and coat providing him with a familiar anonymity. Now all that was left was to see who came to meet him.
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"Good evening," he answered politely, turning to look at the person who had greeted him. The motion was as controlled as he kept his temper - a slow motion that implied that he was neither bothered by someone having come up behind nor afraid of what that unknown person would do. He was here to learn what he could, and not to destroy parts of the city in his rage. Therefore, he would give this stranger as little as he could get away with.