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Characters: Auron and Ziva
Content: A passing of information between a badass samurai-like dude and a badass ninja-like woman.
Setting: Seventh Heaven
Time: Week 22, evening
Warnings: none

He didn't know what answers this woman had, but it was worth a try. Even if it turned out to be one of the same answers as always. If anything, it was at least a chance to let some answers be known. The resistance was small. Smaller than it had been in a long time. And while the Organization didn't seem to have been as active as they were before, it was foolish to think that they would continue to do nothing for long.

It couldn't fall. And while Auron was loathe to be the one to tell others about the resistance, he would do what he must.

Auron frowned, pushing his sunglasses further up his nose, unwilling to take them off even in the dimming sky. He had become too used to the barrier that they and the collar provided.

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Ziva wandered through the streets, following the map on her journal to find her way around. The person she had been talking to on the journal network seemed to know more than he was letting on, and she was glad to be meeting with him. Besides, if there was any trouble, with him or anyone else, she was fine in defending herself.

Right as she went to enter the bar, she heard someone shout from behind her.

"Hey, you! Outsider!" She turned slightly, to see a citizen standing there, pointing directly at her. "Yeah, you. How about you get the hell out of here. You are the ones who are making this place violent!" She turned to fully face the man who was shouting at her.

"Am I? You have no evidence that I have done anything to harm your city." She gave him one of her best smiles, concealing the fact that she had dropped one of her smaller knives into her right hand, in case things started to get ugly.

"You're right there with em all! The people who have been attacking each other, and those black things crawling around the city." The man shouted back, advancing slowly towards her. She didn't falter, nor did she budge.

"Do you not think we are trying to find a way home, to leave you and your city alone?"

"You should all be taken prisoner, maybe even taken care of by other means, if we can't send you back home." That did it. She didn't mind being disliked, even hated, but this went towards a line she didn't want to be crossed.

He kept coming towards her, and she shifted her weight into prime attacking position, knife blade visible in her hand. It was going to get ugly if someone didn't stop her, or him.

Auron turned his head in the direction of the commotion when he first heard the citizen speak out. His eyes narrowed as he recognized the beginnings of a speech heard thousands of times before, though to a different group of people. He crossed the distance between himself and the two as the situation began to worsen, and recognized the change in the woman's posture as one that would invite violence.

Immediately, he put himself between the man and the woman. "Enough." He glared down at the man, his tone inviting no argument. "I suggest you leave. Now."

Ziva stayed in her position as the man placed himself between her and the citizen. Taking a look at him, she already knew that he was what they called an outsider. The man stopped his advance, but didn't back down.

"Or what? You'll do what they all do?" He turned to the spectators who were gathering. "See, they group together, and go after the ones defending their country!"

Ziva sneered and muttered a curse under her breath. She was tempted to lunge at him, and at least wrestle him to the ground to teach him a lesson, but she would wait to see what happened, for now.

"I have no weapon," Auron replied, seemingly unaffected by the man's claim. "She doesn't either. If you want blood on your hands, that is your problem." He was lying about her, and he knew it, but he hoped that the woman would at least have the sense to put away her weapon before the man could be any wiser.

The knife was gone right after the end of the sentence, as if it hadn't been there at all. Ziva relaxed a bit, trying to not come off as a threat anymore, but knowing she had already made an impression.

"Whatever you say, red man. Just keep that panther under control." He made a gesture with his hand before turning and disappearing into the crowd that had developed. Ziva scoffed and watched as the others began to move along.

Auron waited until the man was gone before turning to face the woman, quickly realizing that she was the one he had spoken with over the journals. He frowned, "Next time keep your emotions in check." While he didn't support the citizen's reaction by any means he could understand their fear. When facing destruction, they would find a cause for that fear and blame anyone. He had lived among many Spirans who had had similar conversations with traveling Al Bhed.

Some had done worse.

"I was not going to do anything unless he made a move first. And then all I would have done was a simple restraint maneuver. Nothing that would have caused any damage. Just taught a lesson." She glared at him slightly.

"Besides, if I would not have kept my emotions in check right then, he would be screaming in pain on the ground as we speak."

"Which was why you had a knife?" he asked, inclining his head to allow his glasses to slide down so he could peer over them. There were enough problems to deal with without the citizens adding to them. "Even if his behavior was unwarranted, it was likely he was unarmed. Afraid men make stupid decisions." And the citizens already had enough difficulty with decisions to begin with.

But this wasn't what they had come to discuss. He turned toward the door. "Inside."

"Automatic reaction." She said simply, and if he listened, he would know it was the truth. She looked up at him, taking in his appearance as she could see it, noting the scar across his eye as an identifying mark.

"Am I correct to assume that you are the man I was speaking with earlier?" She asked, pulling open the door and taking a step inside.

Auron followed after her into the restaurant. "I am." He nodded in the direction of one of the more out of the way booths. "There. This information is better told more privately." The "visitor-owned" nature of the Seventh Heaven provided some amount of insulation, but it was always better to be safe.

"Auron," he offered, his gaze flicking toward the woman's face. "To get introductions out of the way."

"Ziva." She said, after following his direction to one of the back booths. She put herself with her back to the wall, with a good view of the door. If that citizen decided to come back armed, or with a group of his friends, she wanted a good chance to face him.

"So, what do you know about this place?" She was straight to the point. No reason to dilly dally around this place.

Something Auron could appreciate. Depending on what the woman knew, it was possible that there would be a lot of information to go through. "I know as much about the city itself as many in this city do. In truth, everything here is a very real illusion created from the memories of others. We are in a castle with multiple floors and there is a different world on every one." Auron waited for her response, knowing that the explanation would likely serve to bring about more questions from the woman. He himself didn't entirely understand exactly how all of this was supposed to work.

"A castle, created from memories..." Ziva repeated slowly. It was something she really couldn't believe, considering. It sounded like some sort of game that she was trapped in.

"Different worlds. Like what kind of 'worlds'?" She placed emphasis on worlds, sounding skeptical of his words.

"Can't say," Auron replied with a small shrug. "I have not been able to explore any of them yet. I've heard that there is another island beyond a door within a church on the edge of this one. Beyond that there is said to be a world by the name of Halloween Town. Little is known about it aside from the fact that it is very different from this city and the island."

"It seems that this place has more mysteries than when I left it." Ziva mused out loud, thinking about the new information. The name of the second world seemed to indicate that it was based on the American 'holiday' but, well, she would speculate on that when she got to that point.

"How would one person get to these other worlds?"

"The doors," Auron said simply. "How exactly it works I don't know." He barely understood how everything in this place could have been made of memories. While Auron had seen images of the past replayed before him as a result of a large gathering of pyreflies, but nothing like this. The closest thing may have been Jecht's Zanarkand.

"Well, then I believe that is where I am going to be heading later." She mused out loud, bringing out her journal to poke around for a map.

"At least to be getting out of this area for a while, considering what just occurred. I believe I am not welcome here any longer."

"Bring a weapon," Auron advised. "There have been reports of Heartless in the other worlds."

For a moment, he sat silent, mulling over Ziva's words. This was the first he had seen of Paixao's citizens acting in such a manner, but it was doubtful that it'd be the last. There was only so much a destruction people could face before they lashed out, often in the most misplaced ways. The warrior scowled. "Better to stay here," he told her, not sounding tremendously happy with having to say it. "While unwelcoming, at least here there is food and a place to rest. It is not as though you won't have allies."

"As you have seen, I do not have to worry about weapons. I have plenty." She said, a small smirk appearing on her face. She sighed, knowing that what Auron said was probably true, but part of her didn't want to let go of the new 'adventure', as it would go against her typical need for information.

"I understand the idea of staying here, but I would like to gather information about this place. To have a bigger picture is the best in a place like this..."

"Information is fine. But if you decide to stay out there, you will need to bring someone with you." He didn't know if the Heartless slept, but even if they did, Auron knew from the many fiends that walked Spira's surface that even if one creature was asleep, there would always be others that would be awake.

"These are creatures few have ever had to deal with. Even if you can fight, you should be prepared for anything. Remember. This is not your world."

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