Christmas Cheer [Namine]
There were only the seven of them stationed inside Oblivion, the Schemer reflected as he made his way towards the uppermost level of the castle. At times, it was as if there were only three, and other days it seemed that the entire Organization had taken up residence in the secondary castle. It was, as Zexion concluded in private conversation with himself, a place that one should not linger for too long if the wished to retain their mind. And yet here he was.
They had been assigned here months ago, the trio who dwelt in the basement and the ones who dwelled upstairs.... and the memory witch. He wouldn't have been venturing upstairs if it hadn't been for her. He knew from the smell that none of the upper level members were about, a blessing since he wished to show a bit of kindness towards the girl, or as much kindness as a heartless Nobody could show. After all it was the holidays. When it was reasonably safe to say that no one would catch him lurking around in the upper levels, the Schemer opened a portal into the room where Namine was kept before stepping through.
