Yet Another Nobody. [completed]

[daaku-san.livejournal.com]

Character(s): Dark Mousy, Xaldin, and a NPC!Doctor. :D
Content: Dark was only lucky to escape Savage Garden, but being fortune's fool, the first person he met outside of the forest was yet another Nobody. D:
Setting: Just outside of Savage Garden, near the center of Paixao. [I-6] They'll end up in the Aiches Memorial Hospital. [H-4]
Time: Near midnight of Saturday, but not quite yet.
Warnings: Violence, maybe? And a very schizophrenia-'d Dark. ;_;



The air humidity seemed to soften the farther supposedly 'flew'. Of course, being so blinded from reality, Dark thought that he was still in Savage Garden... thought that the whole sight of the city was just an illusion. The man twirled his head around, scanning the city with a cautious look painted upon him. He was still confused of what was really going on.

"STOP RUNNING AWAY FROM ME, YOU COWARD!" he yelled to no one in particular, yet his eyes made him believe that someone was there, although he didn't know who. His finger pointed to the imaginary person.

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[sharp-gust.livejournal.com]

Ooh, such colorful language already! This disheveled young man was clearly not in his right mind. Out in the middle of the night, shouting madness, bringing along some rabbit-like creature, ignoring a serious wound, and accusing him of wild things. Of course, it would be nice if he could understand the accusation. The man’s words were slurred and said in one rush.

He never came back, hmm? From where? He’d never met the man in the first place. This was easily figured out, though. One of his wayward brothers in the Organization must have had contact with him. They all dressed the same, certainly, but they were as different from one another as night from day. Which could it have been? Axel, Marluxia, Luxord? Definitely one of the neophytes’ handiwork. The elders knew how to manage their messes.

Well. This was lovely.

Xaldin folded his arms and spoke calmly. “In life, we are all liars. Even you are one yourself. Lies keep us moving through life’s river. However, this is irrelevant at the moment. It looks like someone left you to fend for yourself. What was his name? If you tell me, I’ll guide you to a hospital so your wound can be treated.” If the man could listen worth a damn, he might provide some useful information about the others’ actions.

[daaku-san.livejournal.com]

What was that? Zexion was offering him help?! For a moment, the former bandit’s brows furrowed deeper as he stomped his feet, his mouth hilling as he pouted. He had no sense of emotions now that he was invoked with schizophrenia… he didn’t know which expression and reaction was appropriate to use for each situation. That would make communicating with others rather… complicated than it was supposed to be.

“Why shoul-trust you-’nemore?! You kidnapped me ‘nmancaged me!” Dark accused as he inched his way over to the other male and only stopped until they were a few feet apart. “…Say, ha’you been taking steroids?! You got all big and tall all of the sudden, Zex~”