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"So it's almost time. The Darknesses...we are gathering."

"Excuse me how the fuck did you get in my house?"

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“This entirely depends on what you’re going to do to me,” Vanitas mumbled. “Waking me up during the day is not very smart.”

"It's time for your checkup...Vanitas."

Vanitas poked his head out from under the bed he had claimed as his sleeping spot.

“Why?”

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“I’m not like everyone else though. I don’t need one.”

"It's time for your checkup...Vanitas."

Vanitas poked his head out from under the bed he had claimed as his sleeping spot.

“Why?”

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"It's time for your checkup...Vanitas."

Vanitas poked his head out from under the bed he had claimed as his sleeping spot.

“Why?”

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fan art i drew of vanitas dying in a glue trap

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He walked into her room, shutting the door behind him rather softly. Vanitas wasn't behaving as brashly as he used to. He was surprisingly calm, almost mechanically.

He was still getting used to trying on new clothes, hence the deep red skirt around his waist. He didn't know if he wanted to keep wearing this one though. Something about it didn't feel right. He also couldn't find a shirt that he liked either.

Vanitas laid down on the floor next to Celeste and groaned. "Emotions. That's what's up."

Vanitas knocked on the door and waited to come in.

“Celeste I have some questions,” he said.

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"What's up?" She was sitting at her desk, actually doing work, while Freddy laid on the bed playing on her switch. He paused whatever he was playing before setting it down, muttering about giving them privacy.

Celeste watched her twin leave before turning to Vanitas.

"What's up?"

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Scribbles knew Master and Master's-Friend told her not to go near Master's Master, but she couldn't help being curious. She could feel a slight pull of malicious intent from this man, and quivered lightly, taking a few steps back.

She had also seen what he did to Master and felt how Void Gear could react. She knew not to get too close.

Large red eyes peered up at Xehanort. Scribbles sat down at his feet, antennae twitching. This was Master's master? His head was very shiny.

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Brows went downwards. An Unversed ..? Yellow blinked, as he moved his feet away. Normally, he would have already summoned his keyblade and destroy it.

But .. something stopped him. An admission - he kind of liked this one. It was .. cute. The words would never spill from his lips, no matter how odd it seemed that he let it live.

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Send 🕰 for one life event my muse wishes they could forget.

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Vanitas dragged himself out of his thoughts for a split second. Didn't want to be looking like a fool with his head in the clouds. He still sat with his cheek resting against the palm of his hand with his other kept a tight grip on Void Gear's tail to ensure it didn't run off again.

"Then I'd adapt again," he answered. "That's what I was made for. Survival and all that bullshit."

Void Gear snarled lightly in Xehanort's direction yet again.

"Is there any particular reason you wanted to ask such a question? I thought you knew all those answers."

Such energy - he purposefully let his wall down a bit, though he hardly needed to. No matter how much he'd close his Heart - there'd always be that persistent perk of his. Not any particular energy felt - but if he did feel a potential happiness from that one thought ...

Xehanort hummed. "Will it truly? This could have been easily avoided, Vanitas. If you kept yourself within the Present."

He tilted his head. "As much as you hate me, I imagine that you are quite used to everything. What if it suddenly uprooted itself?"

He paused, before continuing along, ''Things changed?"

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Vanitas has a strong sense of smell used mostly for hunting. This is both a good and a bad thing because now potent smells can give him massive headaches.

This has led to Vanitas collecting candles with very mellow smells, such as lavender or hibiscus. He likes earthy scents the best. They're calming.

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Scribbles wanted to comfort Van. She wanted to desperately help him in the only way she knew how. But to do that was to give some of her light and give it to him, and that light was reserved for Master.

She could not understand why he was so angry at the treatment Master gave her. Was it bad that he lashed out when angry?

Van just glared at her. "Stop! Just stop, please! Don't try to defend the guy that literally threw you against a fucking wall a minute ago!" Still, he couldn't help but pull her into his lap, cuddling her against his chest. "I know you like me Scribs. I know of all you do. But Fangs just..." He sniffed, trying to keep it together. "I don't know why he's so FUCKING STUBBORN!!!" He shouted at the sky again, not caring if it was heard by anyone. He then squeezed Scribbes tighter against his chest, quietly crying.

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His face still held exhaustion, blanket wrapped tightly around his shoulders. "Six hours," he mumbled and began to search for a clock. "What time is it?"

Van's face became surprised, and she let out a long "Oooohhhhhhhhh...I never knew that." Her face immediately went back to being scrunched up. "How long were you asleep for though? An hour? Two?"

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Vanitas swiveled to look at her. How did she get in?! When did she get in?! Why?!

"Did no one teach you to knock?! Or even give me a heads up before you just barge into someone’s home?!”

Van was just...staring over his shoulder, not sure if he had realized she'd popped in or not. "...Whaaatcha doooin'?"

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"And you were a shitty teacher!" Vanitas yelled back before turning his back to Xehanort as well.

"This I do not begrudge you." He said as he paced, turning away. "Let it not be said that I tried. You were a good student, though."

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He blinked at her. "Then you're as blind as a bat. They follow me everywhere. Did you think they were pets or something?" Did he look like the kind to keep pets?

She smiled softly seeing the small creature. She cooed softly looking at the creature. "W-Well, I didn't know that you made those...." She looked down as she hugged one of her arms.

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Vanitas scowled.

"Long enough for you to put me in a sour mood," he growled. "I'd ask you questions, but from what you told those quack doctors, anything that comes out of you would be pointless anyways."

He crossed his arms and walked to look over the doctor's desks, looking for anything that might be useful. At this point he couldn't care if it was information or even a toothpick.

This kid was ticking him off and he needed something to distract himself with.

Unaware of what kind of effect he was having on the stranger the brunette looked around panicked and afraid. Unable to reign in the emotions he was feeling even if he wanted to.

After an hour but what felt like an eternity longer the doctors had finally managed to get him calmed down and explain the current situation to him. When asked for his name and how much remembered he replied weakly. All the while his emotions were tightly locked down.

"Vincent...my name is Vincent Dufint and sorry but I don't. It's...it's all a blur." He mumbled out. As doctors began to depart he sat there he numbly looked around before landing his gaze on Vanitas. "Oh...hello there? How long have you been there?"