*a certain replica has ditched his last class of the day and can be found asleep on the beach, using his wadded up school jacket and bookbag as a pillow*
*it's interesting that with his hair down and wearing his uniform he looks remarkably like his Real Thing; but he can feel a small spike of Darkness in the area and his senses go on alert...
... and he scratches his crotch before rolling onto his side and napping some more*
*is napping and therefore totally oblivious to you hopping closer, though he scratches at himself again -- hey, he's a boy and sometimes boys just have to scratch themselves*
*decides to help you with that, as he remembers you plucking one of his tailfeathers when you were annoyed; his eyes gleam as he hops closer and gives your crotch a good pecking before fluttering away when you move*
*except that the rising scent of Darkness coming from him is the only warning you get as shadows erupt around him and trap you to keep you from flying away, and he opens his eyes, looking annoyed that his nap was interrupted by that pecking*
*just kind of grins maliciously at you, knowing that you can't escape that cage of shadows, and sits up and watches you this time*
Don't even bother, the shadows won't let you go until I tell them to, so stop that annoying squawking. You reek of Darkness, but it's not all your own. You're not supposed to be here, so I think I should get a reason why you are before I let that cage turn into a noose.
*just looks terribly unimpressed, but stands, dusting the sand off his uniform pants and letting the Firaga and the shadows disappear -- the squawking was annoying anyway*
I was really hoping you'd let me torch him. But I figured that would be the best way to get you to stick your head out of your hole.
*swats your hand away to keep you from touching him, his eyes narrowing in distaste*
Don't assume that I'm the same boy you knew before. I just wanted to know why your scent has been all over the Islands. You should change your perfume, by the way.
I don't really expect anything from you. You're full of lies and ignorance. But you'll have to spit it out eventually, or one of the Keybladers here will force it out of you. I'm sure you couldn't have missed them.
You picked a really crap place to try to do anything. This place is Light.
*and one-ups you by delibrately turning his back to you and rustling through his schoolbag, seemingly dismissing you*
*frowns to himself, then gathers up his bag and jacket; he needs to tell Riku and Sora and... everybody about this, especially if Maleficent is gonna try and cause some trouble*
*and he really wanted to be bitchy to her some more, it was fun*
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... and he scratches his crotch before rolling onto his side and napping some more*
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There you are. I remember you.
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Don't even bother, the shadows won't let you go until I tell them to, so stop that annoying squawking. You reek of Darkness, but it's not all your own. You're not supposed to be here, so I think I should get a reason why you are before I let that cage turn into a noose.
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You know, I felt off all day, so I didn't manage to enjoy my lunch, and I'm kinda hungry now. How does that one song go?
I feel like chicken tonight, like chicken tonight~!
... you're not a chicken, but I suppose you'll do. *and lets his hand light up with Dark Firaga* Hold still. This won't hurt a bit.
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So nice to see you and Diablo still get along, Riku.
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I was really hoping you'd let me torch him. But I figured that would be the best way to get you to stick your head out of your hole.
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What an interesting way to tell me you've missed me.
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Don't assume that I'm the same boy you knew before. I just wanted to know why your scent has been all over the Islands. You should change your perfume, by the way.
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And you think I'm going to simply tell you? How quaint.
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You picked a really crap place to try to do anything. This place is Light.
*and one-ups you by delibrately turning his back to you and rustling through his schoolbag, seemingly dismissing you*
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Oh, but you and I both know my coming here is no accident, but a twist of fate.
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*and he really wanted to be bitchy to her some more, it was fun*
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WHAT THE FUCK.
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