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Character(s): Vyers, Lamington
Content: Vyers gives Lamington the lowdown on Paixao
Setting: St. Destino
Time: Early Evening
Warnings: None

While Vyers enjoyed his wardrobe, there were many times he missed being able to wear his usual jacket around. Aside from a suit or some dress clothes, there was nothing that looked quite as good on him.

The ability to fly was quite nice as well.

He landed in front of the small church that led to the rest of the castle and stared up at it with a small sigh. Vyers still couldn't help but be a little disappointed that there wouldn't be anything to eat or drink for this, as he had come to enjoy that part of their meetings, but it couldn't be helped. That wasn't to say he wasn't thinking of asking for anything later, but he would keep quiet about it for now. There were more important things to discuss now.

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Lamington's travel did not take long. Outside of the domes, there was open air. The use of his wings made the trip that much faster, and it took only a short while to arrive at the church.

That is not to say that the Seraph did not enjoy the view of the land as he passed over it. The white grass was unique, yet beautiful, and the sparkling lights that scattered through it with the breeze were a dazzling sight indeed.

"It is good to see you," he said as he landed.

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Vyers turned at the sudden voice and offered his friend a smile. "Shall we head inside? I apologize for the rather... 'run down' choice of a meeting place. Hopefully it should at least provide us with some privacy," he asked, gesturing to the door nearby. If the need arose, this place could serve as an example of the way the castle worked, as well--as much of how it worked as Vyers knew, anyway.

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"The location is fine," Lamington assured his friend. He stepped toward the doorway, but waited for Vyers to proceed through.

"You are more concerned with privacy than normal," the angel remarked. "What is it that has made you so worried?" While there wasn't much in his voice or his face that made his own concern for his friend apparent, the demon would be able to tell that Lamington was worried for him. They did not speak often, but the conversations they'd had during the events involving Flonne and Laharl should have made Lamington's more subtle intonations easier to pick up on for Vyers.

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Vyers nodded and stepped into the church, coming to a stop a little ways in. He stood with a hand on his hip and looked straight ahead, his smile faded and replaced with a small frown. "The journals are unsafe, and it is likely that we are under close watch. It is why I changed my mind from a cafe to this place. This is still not the safest of places, but it is safer. You have heard of the Organization so far, have you not?" he asked, but stopped a waved a hand, dismissing the question as he turned back toward Lamington.

"How much have you learned about this place?"

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"I have heard of them, yes." Lamington followed his friend into the old church, feeling somewhat at odds to see the place so run-down. "However, I have learned very little about Paixao. Only that it seems able to draw in many, from many different worlds, and even different times. And it appears less than forgiving in its choices."

Lamington's thoughts turned to all the lions he'd seen on the journals, and the angel he'd had a conversation with. He was certain they were not the only ones to have to deal with such issues, and it pained him to know that there would almost definitely be more in the future. His sincerest wish was to find a way to bring an end to it.

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"Mm. I do not think any of us have yet found out how exactly people are being pulled here. The reason behind it all, however, seems to be experimentation on the heart. Others know more about that than I, but from what I have heard, their goal..." Vyers trailed off, taking a moment to think about what he wanted to say.

"I know only what I have been told, but from what I have learned it is a serious matter indeed. They seek something called 'Kingdom Hearts,' what I have been told is the heart of all worlds. The Organization was gathering hearts in order to create one of their own. I cannot say exactly what this implies or what sort of power one may be granted by having such a thing in their possession, but I feel it does not bode well." Vyers wondered if there might be others in this place that knew more about it. It was still difficult to wrap his mind around.

"As to the city itself, it is not what it seems. It is one floor of a larger castle, and each floor contains a world created from memories."

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The Seraph nodded. "I cannot say I like their methods," he said, eyes falling. The news of the strangeness of this place's design did not strike him as terribly as did the people who had been brought here against their will, and the torment that it was putting them through.

There were no questions he had that pressed for answers, however, so he silently waited for Krichevskoy to continue.

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"I doubt they will ever change them. With what I imagine are a couple of exceptions, they are incapable of emotion." He still had trouble believing Roxas and Xion were emotionless, not from what he had seen. Xion seemed to have worried over Roxas quite a bit, and Roxas himself seemed to be quite genuine.

Vyers gestured to one of the doors. "There is a doorway behind that door leading to a hallway. And beyond that hallway is one of the memory worlds," he continued to explain.

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"You've been to these worlds?" Lamington asked. The kinds of places these "memory worlds" were would be important, if for no reason other than whose memories they were made from. The sorrow that one could experience, if something happened in such a world that they did not remember...