2.8;

[binarysky]

What—this again? Hey, deities, can you let us know ahead of time when we're going to have guests? I'd have done my shopping earlier if I'd known.

[Roxas sounds more resigned than annoyed. Although he is a little annoyed.]

Sora, Demyx—I'm gonna be late getting groceries for dinner tonight. The streets are really crowded. Again.

[ooc: Fourth Wall time! Visitors are free to network with him, overhear him in person or just bump into him on the street.]

Comments

[binarysky]

You were always interested in memory.

[ars_scientia]

Of course. Memory is what directs us; what tells us who we even are.

[binarysky]

Some of us had to figure that out without memories.

[ars_scientia]

A regrettable fate, but you seem to have done well enough for yourself.

[binarysky]

Not without a lot of setbacks.

[ars_scientia]

Another simple factor of life. We can't always see what's coming.

[binarysky]

Xemnas thought he could.

[ars_scientia]

Xemnas?

[Yeah, that's honest confusion. He can do the anagram thing fine, but all he comes up with is 'Ansem' and he's almost positive their old master never lost his heart.]

[binarysky]

Oh, right. You wouldn't know, would you?

[He didn't, but he did become a huge douche.]

Xehanort.

[ars_scientia]

Ah. I had wondered if he had a counterpart as well.

[binarysky]

Oh, yeah. Several.

[ars_scientia]

A Nobody and a Heartless, correct?

[binarysky]

Two halves to make a whole.

[ars_scientia]

Then should the worlds not be swimming in Nobodies?

[binarysky]

Not anymore.

[ars_scientia]

...Anymore?