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firstnothing[Things have gotten a little.. odd, as midnight passed. Xemnas hadn't noticed at first, he was asleep and could sleep like the dead if sufficiently - but his Kadabra noticed, and after several minutes of waiting to see if the flash and thundrous crack of sound would repeat itself, went to carefully shake his master awake and relay what he'd seen.
The tent Xemnas had purchased in Goldenrod served well, keeping the late-year chill out (especially with several pokemon taking up residence inside with him), which meant getting on a few layers before venturing outside to watch the sky, and then the surroundings. His own senses were only as good as a human's, but with his pokemon now awake and theirs added to his own it's a little easier to tell that things are going a bit.. weird out here. More than a bit weird, was the landscape different?]
...Let's get moving. Whatever caused that, I don't want to be caught in the open for if it happens again.
[Malice glances at Xemnas, ears flattening back.]
::I have reason to believe we are in a new location, sir. This isn't Route 43.::
[That draws pause from Xemnas, who glances around again, this time looking for more than just shrubs and grass. ... And couldn't find fault with that conclusion. This earns a scowl and a sharp gesture. He didn't recognize the area. He'd never been to Kanto, nevermind being near Celadon City.]
Then whatever's chosen to shift us around like pieces on a chessboard won't find us waiting patiently the next time, will it?
[He sets to disassembling camp; after a moment the pokemon he has with hands begin helping. Time to get the hell out of dodge before anything else weird happened.]
The tent Xemnas had purchased in Goldenrod served well, keeping the late-year chill out (especially with several pokemon taking up residence inside with him), which meant getting on a few layers before venturing outside to watch the sky, and then the surroundings. His own senses were only as good as a human's, but with his pokemon now awake and theirs added to his own it's a little easier to tell that things are going a bit.. weird out here. More than a bit weird, was the landscape different?]
...Let's get moving. Whatever caused that, I don't want to be caught in the open for if it happens again.
[Malice glances at Xemnas, ears flattening back.]
::I have reason to believe we are in a new location, sir. This isn't Route 43.::
[That draws pause from Xemnas, who glances around again, this time looking for more than just shrubs and grass. ... And couldn't find fault with that conclusion. This earns a scowl and a sharp gesture. He didn't recognize the area. He'd never been to Kanto, nevermind being near Celadon City.]
Then whatever's chosen to shift us around like pieces on a chessboard won't find us waiting patiently the next time, will it?
[He sets to disassembling camp; after a moment the pokemon he has with hands begin helping. Time to get the hell out of dodge before anything else weird happened.]
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Date: 2013-11-28 02:30 am (UTC)[Good thing the heart thing's...not really an issue at this point.]
Can't say I missed that one.
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Date: 2013-11-28 02:55 am (UTC)[A pause, then the thought's simply shaken off as he gets his team in order. Celadon was still a priority, even with Xigbar here.]
If you wind up remaining at the whims of this world, I will bequeath you one of my own pokemon. One must keep up appearances, after all, and a ghost will best suit your own habits of all the types available. I want to be certain your presence is stable before advancing any further.
[If Xigbar's here for long he will be put to work. That's really not going to come as a surprise.]
Until then I suggest finding things to ... amuse yourself with. I would not ordinarily advocate exploration for exploration's sake but it is better than sitting in one place twiddling one's thumbs. With the presence of my other self now being part of the equation, you will defer to him over me if we provide contradicting suggestions.
[That might be a bit stranger. Xemnas willingly giving up command over anything, ever? Then again Xehanort was him, so it's not so much giving up anything as multitasking. The question that follows doesn't seem to be asking permission at all, simply agreement or refusal.]
... Is this acceptable?
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Date: 2013-11-28 03:32 pm (UTC)[Makes sense to him that the chain of command would be the original, then Xehanort, then him. Not exactly fun being the low man on the totem pole, but he'll deal.]
All right then, so I'll take a look around, get in touch with the old man, then report back over here. Unless I don't end up staying here that is.
Sorry for delay, seriously hurt my shoulder.
Date: 2013-11-30 03:32 am (UTC)[And given Xemnas seemed to enjoy the sound of his own voice, that's saying a lot.]
If you are removed from the world I will hardly expect you to report in. If you are not, I will wait in Celadon.
[Which is the nearby city; he won't wait forever. A week or so is more than enough time to find Xehanort, peek around, and return for someone of Xigbar's skill. This world however, seemed ... finicky.]
Saw that on the OOC comm. I hope it heals quickly ):
Date: 2013-11-30 06:42 pm (UTC)[Unfortunately, he's not going to be here in a week to make that report.]
Guess I should get going then.
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Date: 2013-12-06 06:35 pm (UTC)[There was the urge to tell Xigbar to stay a while and do something utterly useless like explain recent events from his perspective, but Xemnas restrains it effortlessly. It didn't matter.
There were more important tasks.]
Be advised that ledges are only one-way, and sharp objects tend to dull themselves nigh instantly. I doubt there will be a problem with your weapons, however.
[Technically they're not sharp. Xemnas returns to organizing his team and his belongings.]