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sirenspull_logs2012-04-12 02:16 pm
voidgears) wrote in sirenspull_logs2012-04-12 02:16 pm
Now you welcome me; (closed)
Who: Vanitas voidgears and Xigbar madannoshashu
When: Backdated to FOREVER AGO
Where: Somewhere along the border to district 8 and 10, leading eventually Xigbar's apartment
Summary: Vanitas is a dumbass and needs friends and a place to stay. Luckily Xigbar is willing to provide for both
Warnings: Nothing at the moment? Will update if need be.
Vanitas was the quintessence of independence and, as some would say 'roughing it'. He never in his four years of existence relied on anyone to get him through anything. All of his existance he'd relied on himself to get stronger and to win his battles. No one aided him, no on assisted him. The only person he could call as a comrade was his Master, and he was too busy with his own plans and schemes to bother
To his Master he was a mere tool for his own gain. Not that Vanitas really minded or cared, for he too was using his Master for his own goals. So the idea that someone would reach a hand of kindness and offer friendship was something not only unfamiliar but unwanted. Friends, what were they? Ventus always called upon relying on his friends to get them through but in truth friends were what made Ventus and his little band of renegades weak. It was because of friends that they weren't privy to rationality and could easily be struck at the right moment, and if the target just happened to be their weak point or weakest link among their group.
It is why he continued to fight by himself, he didn't need to ask anyone for help or ask anyone for a place to live he was just find doing whatever he wanted on his own time. That is why he still had yet to find a place to live and continued to roam the streets lost in solitude. When nighttime came he would find some abandoned alleyway and stay there for the night and fend off any beasts should they come his way. The arrangement wasn't exactly ideal, but it was how things were. And nothing or no one was going to change that.
voidgears and Xigbar madannoshashu When: Backdated to FOREVER AGO
Where: Somewhere along the border to district 8 and 10, leading eventually Xigbar's apartment
Summary: Vanitas is a dumbass and needs friends and a place to stay. Luckily Xigbar is willing to provide for both
Warnings: Nothing at the moment? Will update if need be.
Vanitas was the quintessence of independence and, as some would say 'roughing it'. He never in his four years of existence relied on anyone to get him through anything. All of his existance he'd relied on himself to get stronger and to win his battles. No one aided him, no on assisted him. The only person he could call as a comrade was his Master, and he was too busy with his own plans and schemes to bother
To his Master he was a mere tool for his own gain. Not that Vanitas really minded or cared, for he too was using his Master for his own goals. So the idea that someone would reach a hand of kindness and offer friendship was something not only unfamiliar but unwanted. Friends, what were they? Ventus always called upon relying on his friends to get them through but in truth friends were what made Ventus and his little band of renegades weak. It was because of friends that they weren't privy to rationality and could easily be struck at the right moment, and if the target just happened to be their weak point or weakest link among their group.
It is why he continued to fight by himself, he didn't need to ask anyone for help or ask anyone for a place to live he was just find doing whatever he wanted on his own time. That is why he still had yet to find a place to live and continued to roam the streets lost in solitude. When nighttime came he would find some abandoned alleyway and stay there for the night and fend off any beasts should they come his way. The arrangement wasn't exactly ideal, but it was how things were. And nothing or no one was going to change that.
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Though he made no overture over the network, he's been aware of Vanitas's presence since he returned. It's inconvenient, that lack of memories, but it's no insurmountable obstacle.
And so, he goes to meet the boy, following the train of peculiar darkness to its owner. Hood up, he perches on a low rooftop, idly poised as he stares down at the youngster. ]
Looking for something, Helmet Head?
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It depends on what you'd define as 'something'.
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He chuckles lightly. ]
Well. If you're looking for the old man, you won't find him here.
He left a while back.