[Somewhere else, it's the little blitzle that notices the white-noise of an open but unused line before Xemnas does, and picks up the pokegear in her mouth for a moment before dropping it to see what might happen.
The clatter might be a bit weird. When nothing changes, it's pawed at briefly with a hoof, but the noise of investigation draws Xemnas away from whatever he was doing. Didn't he have that thing in a pack just a moment ago? A quiet 'Stop that' keeps the blitzle from going for the item again with reaching muzzle.
And then there's a voice. One he doesn't recognize past a vague familiarity. Young, by his guess. Teens somewhere. Surely another stranger in a strange world.]
There is something to be said for normalcy. For being defenseless, less so. To rely on something unfamiliar for something so basic can be a trial. Have you lost much, in the transition from where you were to where you are?
[There's no inflection, really. Surely like everyone else he's gained a heart in arriving here but it doesn't seem to have changed ... anything.]
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Date: 2013-07-22 11:33 pm (UTC)The clatter might be a bit weird. When nothing changes, it's pawed at briefly with a hoof, but the noise of investigation draws Xemnas away from whatever he was doing. Didn't he have that thing in a pack just a moment ago? A quiet 'Stop that' keeps the blitzle from going for the item again with reaching muzzle.
And then there's a voice. One he doesn't recognize past a vague familiarity. Young, by his guess. Teens somewhere. Surely another stranger in a strange world.]
There is something to be said for normalcy. For being defenseless, less so. To rely on something unfamiliar for something so basic can be a trial. Have you lost much, in the transition from where you were to where you are?
[There's no inflection, really. Surely like everyone else he's gained a heart in arriving here but it doesn't seem to have changed ... anything.]