Nero the Sable

[ Closed Self RP with @sabletsviet ]

After sending Kairi and Riku off with the Fairy Godmother, Ienzo was left with cleaning the remains of the notes within the lab. Ansem and Even had stepped out to talk in the hall, which left the youth to his thoughts. He felt like he wasn’t getting very far with the research they were doing – let alone using all the tools they had at their disposal to help with the situation of finding Sora. 

As he placed the last of the books away, his mind wandered to his decade within the Organization. It was practically impossible to separate anything he did these days from his time there. He knew now that he was being used by Xehanort..but if he had the ability to use even the corridors, he could be of more use than tinkering about in the lab.

A tired sigh left his lips as he organized the various sheets on the desk near his keyboard. 

As one who can not only travel through the darkness; but follow those of negative thoughts -- Nero found himself watching a particular blonde. Watching as he struggled with inner turmoil while using his brute strength to make his way through the Olympian Games.

How strange.

With every battle, he could see him struggling to hold back. Why did he reserve himself? Was his objective in the Games not to prove himself? His strategy confused him. Perhaps it was best that he should ask the warrior himself.

Then again... it was nice to have a quiet moment.

Maybe... too quiet.

His sense in tuned to the darkness was stronger than ever and because so, the blonde was able to sense something nearby.

when Nero grabs Yuffie, her dialogue is like English: SONON GET THIS FREAK OFFA ME! Japanese: SONON! HELP! HELP! (in english)

Also when he is restrained, he deals with close-range fights by doing kick-slams

Also, if he throws Yuffie back, Sonon can catch her. Playing a little game of Yuffieball with the lads.

Taking a swift step back, Neku gritted his teeth. Just being in the same area as this darkness was making Neku uneasy.

He was going to retort back, that is, until his crazy cat was suddenly in front of him. And hissing no less.

Nero gave him a slow tilt of his head. What a curious question to ask. He had to pause and consider the options given to him as his crimson gaze shifted towards MAKO Reactor 0. 

“As the owner of a pack of rabid dogs, I would have thought the answer was obvious. We were born and bred to fight. However..the wishes of my dear beloved brother over rules any desire I might have. I shall follow where ever he goes.” He slowly turned to Rufus as the darkness freed his scared arms. 

Crimson hues bore into him as he made a mental assmemt of Rufus. "The truth about this place..is that it is where my dear beloved brother Weiss and I play. You sciencentist thought they could control us, mold us into playthings for war but..their greed got the better of them. I made sure of that."

Nero tilted his head slightly to the left as he observed the hostility from the young lad. Of all the humans he had been presented with in his twenty or some odd years; never had he encountered one who resisted against their own fatigue nor stood their ground as firmly as him.

It was most.. unusual for him.

Neku clenched his teeth and groaned hearing this guy’s question. Even if it was just a simple question..for some reason..just the way he asked it, sorta annoyed Neku. 

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