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Xigbar had never met the ‘witch’ himself, but he’d be a moron to not recognize her when he saw her.He’d heard plenty of things. The not-so-Nobody that helped Sora take out several members of the Organization. Even though he knew what she could and couldn’t do, she’d clearly been here longer. Who knows what she could have gathered in the unknown time gap. One might think Xigbar would be cautions in approaching her.

One would be terribly wrong.

“What do you know, it’s the wicked witch of the west. They even dragged you in here did they? Guess they’ll take anyone for this experiment huh?” he said with a light laugh. He then paused for a moment, then spoke again. “You can take a joke at least, right? I’m not the only one of us around here with a sense of humor am I?”

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[ text ]:Help. I'm stuck in Kairi's house and they won't let me leave.

to: Naminefrom: Roxas[1 / 2] Give me two minutes. One classic jail break scene coming up.

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{ At least the blog is almost done. Well, you know the routine. See you in the stream; Mara. & anyone else who wants to join. }

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(◣_◢)- Something caused his senses to jolt, dead eyes looking around for whoever...until he saw her.  Purple hair, school uniform, in what he considered his domain.  Of course, out of his possible want to know more of this commotion she was causing, he had to come closer...closer as his remaining limb had launched itself into the socket of the source of black mist around him:  The missing limb that he never replaced.  Pulling out blackened blade, with his eyes on her as he advanced...he had intent to possibly intercept her.

It only took mere moments, but here this Hallowed spirit was, wondering what she of all people could be doing here.  Slight hatred began to rise, because he knew this one was human in some way, she was alive... Alive.  He hated all those who had life, nothing to draw from yet.  Not like the odd wisps that usually stayed around him.  Hazad's stoic walls were crumbling, giving way to this odd form of wanting to rid this place of HER.

Hallowed voice finally spoke, it being not one to fit his appearance.

——“...You.”