first unversed.

[keyprise]

Characters: Vanitas and YOU!
Setting: Room 1-18, then the hallways.
Format: Prose, but I can match.
Summary: Vanitas wakes up and decides to observe his new surroundings.
Warnings: Vanitas being a creeper counts, right?

[ Room 1-18 ]

Well, this was a... predicament. First, he succeeded at ripping out Sora's heart and then he was brought...here. Okay, fine, he could manage that, but one question:

Where the hell was here exactly? Also, why was he dressed in this revolting white bodysuit? That, and why did he feel like he had something around his neck? His hand moved up and he touched the collar around his neck and got up out of his bed to observe himself in the mirror.

"Tch."

Well, that was another thing he had to work with then. First, find out where he was and how he was brought here. Then, find out who collared him like a damned dog and put an end to them permanently.

Oh, was the Tower ready for his unrelenting hate? It better be.

[ Hallways ]

Once he was properly dressed with his helmet and bodysuit, as well as what was rightfully his, he decided to check out who was here and get some intel going. Information was what he liked and if he had to pretend to be the nice guy, then so be it.

So, if he noticed you and you look like someone who knows some stuff, guess who's suddenly ~*~popular~*~.

"Hey. Got a moment?"

Comments

[keyprise]

Fun. Has everyone sat around like obedient slaves or have there been attempts to overthrow those in command?

[ He has little hope of things in the tower improving, but hey - he's been surprised with things before. ]

[reversedestiny]

We've tried. It doesn't do much when they can kill you with a snap of their fingers, most likely. They control everything here, after all.

[He hasn't given up, Vanitas. He's just not being stupid.]

[keyprise]

Hm, good to know.

[ Then, Vanitas will just have to play it smart. No problem. He's done it before. ]