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New friends! Sora is going to wave happily at the new (hopefully) friends, and move his hands to sign a greeting.

[ Hello! My name’s Sora! It’s nice to meet you! ]

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| ★ |  He wondered why he had truly asked such a question now, lips pursed into a line, gaze dark and directed at the ground, his emotions hidden behind a carefully crafted mask. Years and years had been spent only for the slightest twitch of his frame to put a crack in it, although he continues to try remain the ever so present sense of calm, of steady. 

“It came from no where. I was merely curious.” The words come easy, despite flicking off of his tongue in a lie. For someone who lacked the gift of keeping things hidden, who couldn't lie even out of the worst of situations, he could always attempt to, and possibly succeed in covering up his true thoughts, in covering up any true emotions, doubts- negativities- 

Vivace was one of the only people who looked up to him that could have reason for it, she knew not of the darker pieces, of the haunting demons... Still to assume he had thought he had learned, and yet still said something like this- Still could possibly shatter whatever friendship they had... 

“Just trying to start conversation.” An odd one for that matter, if truly seen from that perspective, but Terra remains silent after the statement, gaze still locked onto something far away, or nothing truly.

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 Days off were rare; after the incident at the previous ball, the security has understandably been raised and new precautions taken. Artemis used her own time to not only return to her own home world, but to continue on in her own Heartless patrols and seemingly isolate herself further. 

The keybearer still isn’t too sure how much time passed between then and now by the time she returned to visit. She presumed it is a considerable amount of time given the expression Vivace had given her before telepathically asking her to accompany her on yet another patrol. 

The patrol itself became more of a mission to catch up and talk [if not gossip] before encountering a particularly tough group consisting of Angel Stars and several Invisibles. Instead of returning to gather reinforcements, they both took the group on. It took both of their best efforts. Artemis had to use her own darkness and magic take on the form of Sonnellion to endure the brunt of the battle. 

By the time they finish off the group, they were both worse for wear and essentially collapse onto the ground with their back to each other. It is Artemis, still in the demon general’s armor, who had shifted her position to sit beside her. 

Before she could ask if the other is alright, Vivace’s head awkwardly lolls onto Sonnellion’s pauldron asleep. This startles her and cause her eyes to narrow at her worriedly. She fishes an elixir from a hidden pouch and uncorks it only for her to dump its contents onto the other’s head. 

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    He was certainly not in any rush to get anywhere. For the first time in a while Lea was able to take a leisurely walk on his own, although he did prefer the moments when Isa was by his side.

    But everyone needed alone time. Time to contemplate their existence and have an existential crisis. 

    It happened to everyone at some point in their lives. If not, they’d hardly be human. Or they’d be the happiest person ever to walk any worlds. Lea believed that such a person could never exist. His mind reeled while he kicked a stone along the sidewalk to occupy his feet, hands stuffed in his pockets. Lea wasn’t looking where he was going and the person he ran directly into wasn’t paying attention either.

    Lea backed up. “Oh sorry, I--” He stared at the woman in front of her. She certainly looked... fancy. Definitely fancier than the guards at Radiant Garden castle. “What’s with the armor? Isn’t it hot?”

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What a world this was.

One full of music, seemingly ingrained into the world itself. It’s people aware, they must be, with and heartless running rampant. A large world with many hearts, and one that seemed unused to the travel that was afforded of having its doors open.

Had it recently reopened them? Or did no one travel to this place?

A good chance it was the former, the world big enough where it would attract decent travel because of its size alone.

And here he was, at the Capital. Did they call it that here? Or was it referred only by name?

He didn’t know.

He didn’t care.

A hand raised, nobodies of white stained with pink flitting about around him; scythes in their hand. His scythe.

But it would not reap today.

No, all he cared for was information. An unspoken command, and those beneath him were quick to disappear to do his bidding. Would anyone see them escape into the night, traveling far and wide to see his curiosity sated?

Most likely.

But that worked well for his plans.

A slight turn of his heel, stepping forward off the edge of the roof he was on and falling gracefully to the ground, quick to set a quick pace for himself to follow as he walked through the streets.

There was much to be done.

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“...” He couldn't help staring at the woman, more specifically, her armour. Briefly, he pondered getting his own set. It certainly looked cool.