paixaorpg | A Shadow Meets a Shadow

Character(s): Zexion and NiGHTS
Content: An exploration into the state of the floors turns up something unexpected
Setting: The Calm Lands
Time: Afternoon
Warnings: Nothing (yet)

Zexion wasn't entirely sure he wanted to believe the story about the worlds beginning to mingle. From what he could see, things looked more or less as they always had. The ruins of the city still stood in stark contrast to the towns and cities of the other floors, and nothing smelled particularly out of true. Still, someone had to and least look and for all that it was no doubt something better left to Vexen, the fact of the matter was that Vexen was no longer present in the castle. As such, it more or less fell on his shoulders; no one would really expect Xigbar to look into such things even if he was actually paying attention.

For once, Zexion had even been tempted to wear the habitual coat of the Organization. This time there was no guarantee that he'd need to fight at some point along the way, and it was only the fact that he couldn't know who else might be in the world he'd chosen that had finally made him decide against it. Instead, he'd decided on a robe of deep blue, and had left his hair unhidden by his usual illusionry - an uncommon risk, from him, but he could simply hide away again if things didn't seem to work right with this incarnation of himself.

The rest had simply been a matter of getting to the Calm Lands, and that had been no great difficulty. Unfortunately, he had yet to actually find an sign of things being out of the ordinary, but that wasn't about stop him.

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NiGHTS had mostly kept to himself, ever since going off with Hades. Aside from the occasional banter and plotting with the god of the underworld, he hadn't really wanted to deal with anyone. And then there was the problem of Emizel apparently having gone missing awhile back. Had he been jailed, too? It serves him right, NiGHTS thought bitterly, but it was as though his heart didn't agree with the darkness within it. Despite what NiGHTS might say, he was worried, and had even held onto Emizel's journal for him, to keep it safe.

But Hades wasn't always the best company (he didn't take kindly to being pranked, no matter how funny NiGHTS found it), and so NiGHTS had taken to wandering the floors, as he had been wont to do before his imprisonment. Usually, he was alone, but today, it seemed someone else had the same idea as he.

"Hello," he greeted, floating casually in the air. "And what might you be doing?"

It was easy enough to pick up on the scent of darkness that NiGHTS carried. The rest was unfamiliar, but that much wasn't entirely a surprise, given that there were any number of individuals presents and more than a few worlds as well. Besides, how familiar any one person's scent might have been was irrelevant. What mattered was that he was able to identify the scent again later.

He hadn't really expected to have company, but there wasn't much to be done about it now. Besides, you could never tell who might know something of interest.

"I came to explore," Zexion answered, with a shrug that seemed almost unconcerned.

"There's not much left to explore," said NiGHTS, despite neither knowing nor caring if the other had been to the other floors. This place was getting boring; there was little, if anything, new in this castle, which held so many worlds. It all seemed pretty pointless, really.

Still, a bored NiGHTS meant a talkative NiGHTS, and so the nightmaren shrugged carelessly and gave a nod. "Oh, well. It's less boring here than it is in the city."

It might not have been new, but that was no reason not to explore. It simply meant that by and large there wouldn't be anything particular new turned up by those same explorations. However, as he himself hadn't yet been to the floor in question, there was every reason to come and see what he could. He'd even already found something, even if NiGHTS wasn't really anything like what he'd been expecting to find.

Of course, the unexpected things were often the most useful. Whether or not this chance meeting would turn out to be among that number was something that remained to be seen.

"There's not much city left to be interesting."

"No," giggled NiGHTS in agreement. He'd helped destroy the city, after all. And why not? He'd been imprisoned in this place long enough. Even though he knew he would die, should he return, he was so terribly bored of this place that it no longer mattered. Even if it meant helping the others, who had ignored his warnings in times past, he didn't particularly want to be here any more.

"What about you? Don't you get bored, over there?"

There was a moment of silence while Zexion considered question. There were certainly fewer people in the city now then once there'd been. But that only did not necessarily mean that there was nothing of interest. On the other hand, it was similarly true that the vast majority of his interests lay not with the citizens of what had been the domed city, but the visitors themselves; a resource that had been steadily moving on to other places.

"On occasion," he answered with a slight shrug. "I suppose you could say it's why I've taken to exploring the other places here."

A Shadow Meets a Shadow

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