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[bleedingunversed]

[Network Post]

These wannabe unversed are worthless.

I seriously have to train them to make them stronger?

Pathetic.

[Hello, fellow Rockets! A newcomer is in your midst and...frankly he's just unimpressed with everything. And bored.]

Where can I find better ones?


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[For those lucky enough to be wandering the hallways, Vanitas won't be hard to miss. Rather than change into his Team Rocket issued uniform like he'd been told, the young man is still wearing his outfit from home--helmet and all. He's got two tag-alongs in his exploration, one being his Phantump and the other his Woobat.

The first is drifting along quietly and obediently, pausing whenever Vanitas does to avoid running into it's master. The Woobat, however, is darting all over the place having the time of it's life now that he's out of his Pokeball!

Which of course just makes Vanitas hate it even more.]

You're pathetic. [The Woobat just squeaked in delight and Vanitas rolled his eyes behind his mask before veering down another hallway to see who or what he could find.]

Comments

[bleedingunversed]

This isn't the first time I've been to a different world.

[Albeit, he's never played by the rules of any world but it's the thought that counts.]

I'll be fine. [Adapting to strange situations is what Xehanort trained him to do, after all.]

[beastofasister]

Ah! So you're a veteran, hm—?

[Well, she'd take him at his word there, too. Still, that left her with another question...]

Some of us can say the same, but still, I don't think our circumstances were ever quite like these. What about for you?

[bleedingunversed]

I never lost all my powers but I've been to plenty of strange worlds, some even stranger than this.

[And this place lacked Xehanort which was a nice break, if he was going to be honest.]

This place is honestly kind of boring without the Unversed around, though.

[beastofasister]

Mm... That's not exactly what I meant. [Though she supposes that piece of information is valuable in its own way. Tilting her head, she gives him another glance over, clarifying as she looks up to his face again:] You didn't come here on purpose, did you?

[bleedingunversed]

[Vanitas tilts his head, looking mock thoughtful.]

Wish I could say I did but I didn't. Doesn't make much difference to me, though.