12 // fourth wall event

[shadowdive]

[Standing in the middle of Goldenrod, this armor clad young lad has his head hanging, blond locks obscuring his eyes, and is holding an almost strange looking sword.

Approach?]

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[soggypastry]

Ven?

[Just walking closer. How in the world did Ven get that sword and why is she wishing for her gunblade more than ever now? Something's up, isn't it?]

[subvertio.livejournal.com]

[Staying quiet, he only partially lifted his head before hanging it back down.]

[soggypastry]

[Close enough to reach out to put a hand on his shoulder now.]

Are you okay?

[subvertio.livejournal.com]

Of course. [He can't help chuckling now, lifting his head and exposing the terrible smile and gold eyes.] I'm perfectly fine.

[soggypastry]

[Oh crap. She'll just be jumping back now, putting some distance between her and...this can't be Ven. Not with that smile.]

You're not Ven, are you?

[subvertio.livejournal.com]

No. Who else could I be? [Really, he can't help laughing a bit from the look on her face.]

[soggypastry]

[The look on her face is fading to narrowed eyes and a deepset frown. She's really just taking a guess, but she's seen eyes that color before. Once or twice.]

Vanitas.

[subvertio.livejournal.com]

Correct. [Rolling his head to crack his neck, he shifts his shoulders as well and tightens his grip on the weapon in hand.]

[soggypastry]

[Keeping an eye on that blade, thank you.]

What did you do to Ven?

[subvertio.livejournal.com]

Nothing, really. We've simply become one being again. [Lifting it, he's only going to admire the completeness.]

[soggypastry]

[Stiiiilll watching that blade, boy]

Then explain why you're talking and he isn't. That doesn't sound like being one person again to me.