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[shadowdive]

[When the feed first flickers on, the room is a bit dark if it weren't for a small lamp off to the side, but it's dampened as if behind something; it would be hard to tell it's Vanitas looking at the screen if it weren't for his eyes glinting yellow in the faint light. For the longest time, he says nothing, but... his expression does all the talking for him.

It starts off with his gaze pointed off screen, looking downward with his eyebrows drawn together. Lifting his eyes enough to look up and outward, there wasn't a movement in his head until he dropped his eyes again. This time, they were pointed to the left, his expression calming before his lip curled just slightly, brows pressed together again. Breathing in and sitting up slightly, Vanitas started to open his mouth with his expression attempting to calm again, but whatever he was going to say is cut short before he even utters a sound.

Giving a quiet, distinctly frustrated sound, he instead snaps the feed shut without saying anything.

It's a good hour before a text comes up.]

This emotion makes me absolutely sick.



[If anyone swings by to visit Ventus in Ecruteak's Center, they're going to find Vanitas seated in a pulled up chair near the bed, his arms crossed and his chin on his chest, appearing to be asleep. Ven's cast arm is unburied from the blankets though, and there's a start of something written in black ink.. but well, it's just a black line as of now.

No, that isn't a marker near Vanitas' boot >( ugh what do you write on casts anyway-]

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[freshbreeze.livejournal.com]

[Ven here eventually sits up a bit stiffly, having to remind himself once again that he can't stretch as he does so. At least, he's supposed to be careful with his arm...

Was somebody scribbling on his cast?]

[action]

[subvertio.livejournal.com]

[Despite Vanitas not budging, it's his Swablu that hops up and gently lands in Ven's lap to chirp gently, looking up at him with something of a 'rest well?'.]

[action]

[freshbreeze.livejournal.com]

Hey there.

[He's quiet in case Vanitas is sleeping for once, gently patting the little Swablu's head]

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[subvertio.livejournal.com]

[The Pokemon gave a pleased little croon at the pattings, butting her head against his hand before hopping to gently tap her little beak against the cast. Hopping over the cast then, she pecked again carefully at that new black mark.]

[action]

[freshbreeze.livejournal.com]

[Ven watches this with a little puzzlement, looking at the marking again]

Yeah, I think that one's new.

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[islandshore.livejournal.com]

[Let's see if he can sneak past the sleeping troll--]

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[subvertio.livejournal.com]

[Not when his 'alarm Sneasel' lets out a loud hiss from the darkness under the bed, and it's enough of a noise to make Vanitas sharply sit up, eyes wide open.]

... [On seeing it's just the brat, he snorts and leans back, but doesn't remove his harsh gaze.]

What do you want.

action /joins your party, gais

[freshbreeze.livejournal.com]

[Ven on the other hand is more friendly]

Hey, Riku!

action /partying partying, yeah!

[islandshore.livejournal.com]

Just here to see Ven. You got a problem with that?

[Because really. He's not in the mood to deal with trolling.]

action /OONTZ OONTZ OONTZ OONTZ

[subvertio.livejournal.com]

Yeah, actually, I do. [But he'll stay put, surprisingly enough. It's not like Ventus is going to be able to get up and leave either, so he's surprisingly content to stay seated.]

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[foolishwren]

_{[Well, she can't really help it-- the message piques her curiosity.]}

what emotion?

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[subvertio.livejournal.com]

[Text]

[foolishwren]

well that's not very helpful

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[subvertio.livejournal.com]

[Text]

[foolishwren]

Pffft.

Fear's fear.

It builds character.

What, you've never been scared before?

[action]

[watersbound.livejournal.com]

[Just sort of leaning against the doorframe of the room, watching him. Funny, when he's asleep, he's... a little harder to hate.]

[action]

[subvertio.livejournal.com]

[Is it because of those baby-cheeks he inherited from Sora, because he will hate it so much more.

The good news is, he's remaining asleep, unknowing about how he's being watched. It's his Swablu that comes hopping over though, curious and giving a gentle chirp.]

[action]

[watersbound.livejournal.com]

[... pretty much! When he doesn't have one of those nasty expressions on his face, at least.

...aaaa baby. Holds out her hand to her to inspect or hop onto, smiling a little. Why so adorable?]

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[subvertio.livejournal.com]

[haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaate. pure unrivaled haaaaaaaaaaaaate.

The Pokemon happily hops on up and chirps again, fluffing her wings up and preening beneath one wing for a few moments. She doesn't know Aqua, but Sanaa likes nice people!]

[action]

[watersbound.livejournal.com]

[YEAH FEELING IS STILL MUTUAL.]

Hey there...

[Pets those fluffy wings gently. but I'm practically your grandma-]

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[dragonspeak]

[Considering the video feed from earlier, Merlin's a little concerned.]

Emotion?

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[subvertio.livejournal.com]

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[dragonspeak]

which emotion is it?

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[subvertio.livejournal.com]

[Video]

[dragonspeak]

[Yeah, this isn't a conversation Merlin wants to have through text.]

What happened?