"You attacked the Heartless, my toys," stated Loz, staring at Xion like a child whose toy was broken...and was clearly angry. "If you weren't there, then that Terra guy could be dead, and maybe I could have had more fun."
Now he remembered the presence he felt. It was the same as the creatures in white, Nobodies Master Xehanort called them. He smirked. Word play was never his forte, but it was worth a shot. Pacing back and forth in front of her as he taunted the poor girl.
"Of course they didn't want your help, a creature rejected by both light and darkness, wandering aimlessly like a lost puppy with absolutely no purpose. We're a lot like, more than you even know. We may be puppets, but at least I have a purpose in my life. But here's the thing, I am a Remnant, while you are literally nothing, something that shouldn't exist in this world."
He smirked to himself; he was a lot better at this than he thought.
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ooc: sorry for douche-bag Loz
Date: 2010-02-16 06:21 pm (UTC)Now he remembered the presence he felt. It was the same as the creatures in white, Nobodies Master Xehanort called them. He smirked. Word play was never his forte, but it was worth a shot. Pacing back and forth in front of her as he taunted the poor girl.
"Of course they didn't want your help, a creature rejected by both light and darkness, wandering aimlessly like a lost puppy with absolutely no purpose. We're a lot like, more than you even know. We may be puppets, but at least I have a purpose in my life. But here's the thing, I am a Remnant, while you are literally nothing, something that shouldn't exist in this world."
He smirked to himself; he was a lot better at this than he thought.