Eighth...

[ilusionoscura]

[The same darkened room, chairs and books remain placed in order. On the bed, there's a younger version of the Nobody sitting, hugging holding a thick black tome, the Lexicon. The oversized robes of the organization are still useful, clinging to his form]This place... is not a library. But it is empty... I like how it is. I would like to find a

Comments

[nopushover]

Vegetables are gross! Except carrots, and ants on a log!

[ilusionoscura]

You eat ants?

[nopushover]

Ewww, no. Ants on a log! My mommy makes them. You get celery, which is icky, but then you put peanut butter n' raisins n' pretzel sticks so it looks like a big log with ants on it!

[ilusionoscura]

So you have parents...

[conniving_flame]

[and he can only stare in horror at what Zexion just said]

You like libraries and veggies? You really are like an old, smelly grown-up!

[ilusionoscura]

I am not! I just prefer to stay at home reading... And I don't smell weird! My nose is very sensible, though.

[conniving_flame]

Veggies are gross. You shouldn't eat them.

And what things can you smell?

[ilusionoscura]

Darkness.

It smells like a book which has been kept in a humid place for years, all that mixed with burnt candle and incense.

[icy_scholar]

Do not worry, VI.

I will... [an amused smirk from the Nobody here] look after you.

[ilusionoscura]

...VI? You .. you look old. Who are you?

[icy_scholar]

Yes, you are VI. OLD?! I am IV but you may call me Vexen.

[ilusionoscura]

Numbering each other? Vexen... May I ask why an elderly person like you would look after a child like me?

[dawnward]

............[this has to be some kind of joke]

[ilusionoscura]

[Looks up at the image] You have glasses... maybe you'll know where the library is.

[dawnward]

["This is an opportunity" some dark part of Riku's mind says. he doesn't answer right away]

I do.

[ilusionoscura]

[Excellent! The young Nobody's face lights up.] Where is it?

[trancheuse]

EWWWWW.

[And here is Larxene.~ Nose winkled, wrist-deep in snow.]

You dummy! Tea is for OLD people!

[ilusionoscura]

It's not my fault your mental age mismatches your physical one.

[trancheuse]

And you talk like an old person, too.

[ilusionoscura]

Old? No, I'm not. Unlike you, I prefer to stay at home instead of rolling in the mud.