#desiiderium

{Why did you sting me? asked the frog to the scorpion. Now we shall both drown.

I could not help myself, said the scorpion with a shrug. It is in my nature to sting, even if it means my death.}

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♛— “WAH! WHERE’D YOU ALL COME FROM?!”

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The Rider would lightly hum as his gloved fingers ran through her brunette locks, carefully aiming to untangle and straighten her rather fluffy head of hair. Slowly separating a few strands in one hand before aiming to do so again with his free hand. “I do hope you do not mind, it seems I have very few opportunities to do such things anymore. Perhaps it will be nice to help keep some of this out of your eyes as well, let the worlds see your face fully.”

There’s a worrisome worthy lack of amount of emotion in the eyes of the youngest nobody of the organization whilst the shadows sink back into the ground, into the walls, or cease to be in smoke of darkness. The kingdom key resting over his shoulder whilst he watches in silence. “..” He’s getting used to this, killing what was once whole, what was once human, before they succumbed to the darkness and allowed it to swallow them whole. It’s a pretty heartless sight, who knows maybe he’s worse. He’s not too sure. Not to keen on what to make of all of this. This is after all just his first week, actually he’s entering into his second week as the new found member really soon. He’s been taught a lot of basic things. How to take things, most of all how to wield the keyblade and how to use it. His role, its been explained but it’s not fully processed in that brain of his just yet. It’ll take him some time. His mission in this world isn’t done yet. There’s still heartless to get rid of, hearts to collect. Apparently that’s his job. He’s out collecting hearts. He got that much. As to why..it has been tossed to him a couple of times. Some Kingdom Hearts.