Satisfied with his 'examination' of Vanitas, he smiled, and gently patted the boy's cheek, before wrenching his ribbons and scythes free, strapping the boy down with the same black strands of shadowy magic. Then, walking over to Xion and Schala, he looked down on the girl as Schala planted the thorn in her.
In moments, the girl died, only to be brought back quickly enough, the thorn having easily overtaken her, due to her lack of a heart, he assumed. Then, she asked her question, and he spoke smoothly, "You have become the very first of the citizens of Lavelle. You, my dear girl, are much more than you once were, or ever would have been on your own."
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Date: 2010-04-17 11:58 pm (UTC)In moments, the girl died, only to be brought back quickly enough, the thorn having easily overtaken her, due to her lack of a heart, he assumed. Then, she asked her question, and he spoke smoothly, "You have become the very first of the citizens of Lavelle. You, my dear girl, are much more than you once were, or ever would have been on your own."