Sibling rivalry. [active] Who: Antisora (ofheart) and X/Sora (permanentia), then Ammy (leap_b4_think) What: Seeing what X's learned. When: Night? Midnightish. Where: Room, maybe hall, maybe outside. Warnings: Violence, language, Cake and X.
Cake, for some reason, had a feeling he felt 'suspicious.' But he did not understand the emotion at all, and so ignored it; the Keyblade could hiss and shout in his mental ear all it wanted, but the only thing he'd ever listened to had been the Kingdom, and the Kingdom was as silent as it ever had been, even though he felt like this topic was 'important.' X was important. Important enough for Anti to venture from their little shop (he'd taken to sleeping there; it was better than the forest, even if the smell clung to his skin hours afterward) to the Hotel, up twenty flights and down a narrow hallway.
By the end of this run, the former heartless supposed he felt 'tired,' but whatever. X was right behind that door, like he was always behind a door-- the other had disappeared (gone home?) for a bit, yet that didn't matter, as now he was back and behind another door and Anti got too close to the door for comfort, his old fear kicking in right before knocking, so he stood some paces back, rocked on his heels and called:
"What'd you learn, nnnmm--?" Trailing off purposely, because heart-vessels were fickle things when it came to their names and X even more so than normal. But that was ok. Anti could ignore that. Just like he could ignore his 'suspicion.'
This was X. Sora. Sora, he'd started to sound like X, at the end, and that was good. If his brother just forgot being his brother for a moment --- it could be fixed. Fixed like the Hotel had been fixed, from normal to an eerieness that reminded him sharply of Castle Oblivion, whatever that was. Nobody's Castle, hummed the Keyblade, but Anti was getting good at ignoring. Ignore ignore ignore.