madannoshashu: (Ω Through darkness.)
Xigbar ([personal profile] madannoshashu) wrote in [community profile] towerofanimus2012-05-28 07:37 am

where nothing gathers

Characters: Xigbar and Master Xehanort to start, then YOU!
Setting: All over the tower.
Format: Action log!
Summary: Xigbar has arrived and decides to explore his new home. Tag yourselves in and label the subject line with whichever floor you want to meet Xigbar on!
Warnings: Xigbar being...himself? Also, copious amounts of DARKNESS WORDS.

[Reunion times with Master Xehanort]

[ He doesn't believe it.

Head down in thought, he walks slowly through the corridors of the tower, considering what he's been told. He's received the explanations, considered their merit, and still found them lacking. The idea that the World That Never Was may no longer exist isn't something that bothers him -- not at all. Rather, it's the implication that everything has ceased to exist.

Lightly touching the collar on his neck, he pauses and lifts his head, the shadow of the hood he wears obscuring his features. The back of his neck prickles, a presence that is both familiar and not lingering on the fringes of his senses. It calls to him, and though it's been ten years and then some, he'd know that darkness anywhere.

He stands there for a moment longer, still and thoughtful. Shadows wrap around him then, carrying him to a different floor.

He lacks the precision of Zexion's nose, but he's sharp enough to seek until he finds. ]


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[Troll times for the Tower!]

[ Good morning, tower! Today, there will be a dude in a black coat wandering around, exploring every inch of this new place. You may see him walking on walls or the ceiling depending on where he is. He also might invade your personal space, but hey! It's how he rolls. ]
endinsentiment: (Lead in my gut not in my spine)

[personal profile] endinsentiment 2012-06-27 11:14 am (UTC)(link)
[A decade? --Ah. Well that explains a few things.]

Same time as those brats, then.

[And no, he has no interest in learning where he is in all this. Ventus has shed enough light on that subject to leave him moody for the rest of his existence.]