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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The man didn’t like the nickname. There was flailing and an amusingly indignant correction. “Oh, how could I have forgotten that?” Xaldin said, a trace of mockery in his voice. It was certainly a silly name. Dark Mousy, indeed. How about Dark Rabbity to match the thing on his shoulder? “How could such a legendary name have slipped my mind? Do forgive me.” Xaldin swept a bow towards Dark before continuing on. “Now, Mr. Mousy, we must get you to a hospital. The interloper who bit you interrupted my plans. It must be patched up before we can resume where we left off.”

And to find out where they left off, he’d need to contact Zexion and find out what the hell had been going on. Likely Zexion had captured Dark for some reason, not on a whim. Something had gone awry. He couldn’t imagine Zexion abandoning a target, letting it get bitten by some creature, and allowing him to escape.

Xaldin pulled out his journal and quickly typed out a note to Zexion. There would be a lot of explaining to do. Zexion’s reply would determine the next steps to take. For now, he would play it by ear. Dark had to be someone’s concern. And concerns had to be taken care of. Perhaps when the man was more lucid, he’d have more interesting scraps of information to share.

Tucking the journal away again, Xaldin spoke up once again. “So, my purple friend, how did you get that bite anyway?”

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As they continued down the alley, Dark felt an evolving migraine; a headache severe enough to force him to stop his steps, brining both hands to his head as he resisted the pain. "Oww..." he grunted as the intensity grew. Suddenly it felt like the world's weight was upon his head, and he got on to his knees, letting out a hesitant shriek. "Damn it!!!"

Then he let go of his head, looking out to nowhere as an illusion of the creature that bit him came to view. "This was your fault, wasn't it?! YOU BIT ME!" And again, he was yelling to nonetheless. "You little squirt!"

Dark got up and ran right pass the hooded man, but didn't last as his energy drained away rather quickly against his will. "He got away! He was the one who bit me! Didn't you see?!" the once legendary thief bellowed, falling flat on the ground. "He bit me for no damn reason! ...Nghh.. Ow.."