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The Sprawl [Active]
Character(s): Emizel, Xemnas, Xigbar
Content: Emizel awakens to find himself in the midst of bad company.
Setting: ???
Time: ???
Warnings: Unknown at this time
To say things could have gone smoother was an understatement. Xigbar may have anticipated a fight but certainly not one with the outcome he had faced. His coat was beyond repair, sleeves consumed completely by flames while his eye still stung from the dirt that had been thrown in it. The Nobody grunted and rubbed it irritably at the thought. Had he his say in the matter Xigbar would have left the boy in a far worse state.
“You gotta lot of nerve,” he spoke up and adjusted the unconscious demon he’d chosen to carry over his shoulder. “Yeah know that? This was a nice coat up until you came around. You outta consider yourself lucky, what with him having these here plans for you and all. If it were up to me, well, let’s just say you wouldn’t be here right now.”
Xigbar reduced his steps as a familiar set of doors came into view, his grip on Emizel suddenly tight.”This looks like our stop.” He said, all too eager to abandon the boy. “Just in time too. Talkin’ to you is no better than Lexaeus.” With that, he pushed the long since used doors open. Xemnas was expecting him – though with the common method of travel through Corridors of Darkness, he hoped to catch the superior off guard with by his use of the doors.
“Knock, knock!” he called out as he entered the room, smile plastered across his face. “Heard you were collecting a few strays... You think this one’ll do?”
Content: Emizel awakens to find himself in the midst of bad company.
Setting: ???
Time: ???
Warnings: Unknown at this time
To say things could have gone smoother was an understatement. Xigbar may have anticipated a fight but certainly not one with the outcome he had faced. His coat was beyond repair, sleeves consumed completely by flames while his eye still stung from the dirt that had been thrown in it. The Nobody grunted and rubbed it irritably at the thought. Had he his say in the matter Xigbar would have left the boy in a far worse state.
“You gotta lot of nerve,” he spoke up and adjusted the unconscious demon he’d chosen to carry over his shoulder. “Yeah know that? This was a nice coat up until you came around. You outta consider yourself lucky, what with him having these here plans for you and all. If it were up to me, well, let’s just say you wouldn’t be here right now.”
Xigbar reduced his steps as a familiar set of doors came into view, his grip on Emizel suddenly tight.”This looks like our stop.” He said, all too eager to abandon the boy. “Just in time too. Talkin’ to you is no better than Lexaeus.” With that, he pushed the long since used doors open. Xemnas was expecting him – though with the common method of travel through Corridors of Darkness, he hoped to catch the superior off guard with by his use of the doors.
“Knock, knock!” he called out as he entered the room, smile plastered across his face. “Heard you were collecting a few strays... You think this one’ll do?”
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Xemnas scowled. His eyes took in the change of the flame, right before he decided that if the boy was so keen on returning to the ground, then Xemnas was happy to oblige, tossing him towards a wall as though he was rubbish. But he did not let the boy fall, not fully at least, shooting a jagged streams of white-hot nothingness, like static, around the boy's neck in order to force his head up, force Emizel to meet his gaze.
"Your heart is a disease to this city, to the order I have strove to uphold." The energy tightened. "No, perhaps this ruin is not of your creation; however, you are the 'next best thing' to be brought to me." The energy jerked away and released Emizel, but still sparked, wild, around his gloved hands. He took a step near the boy, voice low. "Do you know of who I am?"