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001 ♕ video/action.

[ The feed comes on with a loud tap as the blonde boy fidgets with the device. ] -- turn it on? Maybe this button.. [ the feed cuts short.

a few moments later, it turns back on again, and Ventus is grinning triumphantly. ]

So that's how you do it! [ after a pause, he lifts one hand from the communicator, leaving it at a slanted angle as he waves. ]

Hi! I'm looking for some people. A guy with brown hair, wearing clothes that are similar to mine, and about ye tall -- [ As he moves his hand, the camera tilts again, showing - not the hand that roughly judged his companion's height, but Vanitas, standing on the roof of a building close behind Ventus. As if on cue, he shifts, takes a step forward-- and jumps off of it and onto the ground a few feet behind Ventus. ]

There you are, Ventus. I’ve been looking for you. [ He raises some weird looking sword, swinging it forward.

Ventus moves out of the way sharply, communicator dropping to the ground as he pulls out his own odd looking sword. It is then that the feed times out. ]

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Vanitas. [ the name's hissed as Ventus straightens himself and plants his feet to the ground.

He didn't expect to see him here. ] Weren't you supposed to disappear? I beat you. I saw the χ-blade shatter into a million pieces, you should have disappeared too. [ Along with him. ]

I could say the same of you. [ Vanitas puts all his strength into his keyblade, hoping to knock Ventus off balance with just his weight, rather than skill. because he's weak, here. magic suppressed, everything restricted, and he's not going to waste energy pushing Ventus over now. there's not really a reason to, here. he's strong enough already, too strong, and it's not as if they can merge together here (if his suspicions are correct anyway). ]

But here we are, trapped in this foreign world, away from your friends and Master Xehanort.

[ Ventus isn't as weak as Vanitas is, but there is something ... off. About Vanitas. When he realizes it's wiser to pull away, rather than have this power struggle, Ventus tilts his Keyblade and pushes at an angle before slipping away to the side, retreating from the other. ]

Trapped. [ he echoes, eyebrows knitting together as he realizes the implications of the word. But Vanitas is a manipulative liar who's just as bad as his master - there's no way he can trust those words. ]

You're lying. [ The Wayfinder rests in his pocket safely, and he takes comfort in its weight. ] There's nothing that can break us apart. I'll find them.

[ Ventus pulls away, and Vanitas runs back at him, keyblade slashing from the side this this time. he stops before reaching him, however. a few feet away, the end of his keyblade resting against the ground in front of him. resisting that urge in the pit of his stomach that tells him to attack, hurt, kill, it's not that easy. but he's had practice. it'd be more fun to watch his inner turmoil play out once he realizes the situation he's gotten into. ]

What reason do I have to lie to you? If I wanted to get you riled up, saying they're dead would be a much better way to do it, don't you think? Go ahead, try and leave.

[ It's unnerving that Vanitas would so casually let him go like that - but then Ventus remembers when they first met, when he told him that Terra was going to leave him if he didn't catch up. This is just another ploy, a trick.

But what if he's telling the truth?

Stepping away from Vanitas once more, he lifts his free hand to touch on his shoulder. Immediately, there's a shining light as armor encases him; after summoning his Keyblade Glider, Ventus pauses. ]

.. It's just not true. [ and with that, he's off - into the sky to find some sort of way out of this place, to get to the Lanes Between, somewhere - out of this place, anywhere.

he doesn't come back for a long while. ]

[ WELP. ]

[ It's been so long since Roxas has seen Ventus, the boy who looks just like him, that he almost forgot he existed. Months back home without memories of the City, that time he'd gone back, and almost a year since then. It had been easy to forget when he'd been more concerned with who Sora was than his mysterious twin, whose appearance he couldn't explain. ]

[ He remembers trying once, though. He remembers thinking maybe they were brothers, back when he believed he could have a brother. ]

[ But now he knows that's definitely not true. And that other guy—he'd only gotten a quick glimpse, but there was a sinking sense of familiarity in the pit of his stomach. What was going on? ]

Are you okay? Do you need help?

[ for a while, the text doesn't come. Confrontations with darker selves should take time, after all - but, it finally comes. ]

I'm fine. I don't need help, but thanks. He's gone, for now.

Who's this?

[It's a relief when it does. He might not know you well, facetwin, but he doesn't want to see any harm come to...well...his own face.]

I'm Roxas. One of the other people who were brought here to the City by the deities. There are a lot of us.

[ The same could be said for him - when he finds out he has a facetwin. ]

So we were all summoned?

I'm Ventus. It's nice to meet you, Roxas.

Something like that.

Has anyone given you a guide yet? A lot of times they try to do it right away but you looked busy.

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