Re:Organization

Zexion had left Riku with Xaldin, he trusted the man not to turn the boy into a living pincushion for the most part, hopefully the meeting between the two of them would be productive toward improving the boy's fighting abilities. Bringing Kaito back to the castle, he led him to the kitchen and after showing him where to put the supplies, left the boy to finish putting them up and possibly take care of dinner if Kaito felt like cooking afterward.

Arriving at Addled Impasse, Zexion walked further into the large room toward the large floor to ceiling window that dominated the room. Letting his eyes linger only briefly on the empty expanse of dark beyond, Zexion turned toward where Saix stood. "Thank you for agreeing to speak with me, Saix."

Once Zexion had finished compiling the list of needed items to restock the kitchen and the pantry, he folded the paper and silently opened a portal to take him to the lounge where Kaito was to be waiting for him to arrive. Stepping out into the lounge, he closed the portal as he looked around the room for the boy. Spotting Kaito off in one of the chairs reading, Zexion turned to walk toward the boy, briefly giving a curious look at the cover and spine of the book that Kaito was reading.

A cookbook? Well, it would be nice to have another person who could actually fix a decent edible meal in the castle. He'd have to see about getting Kaito into the kitchen with him sometime to see how good he was at the task, but first they needed to get the supplies to even make such meals. "Kaito? Ready to go?"

The shadow appeared same as it had before, without a sound and sudden as wind before a storm moving in. Narrowing blue eyes, Zexion extended one arm before him, fingers closing over black leather binding seconds later, he flipped the book open and allowed it to come to rest open within one hand, lifting the other to attack the shadow in order to distract it from Riku until the boy could recover enough to regain his feet and summon his weapon. Course considering the speed at which the shadow turned its attention to him, the massive Guardian sliding out from behind the hovering man to take a swipe at him with one large hand.

Lexaeus gathered up the things for his medkit quickly and hesitated for a half-second before twitching his free hand and opening a portal, deciding it would be too long to walk. He stepped through it and out just outside the door to Zexion's rooms, his fingers wrapped tight around the handle of the kit as he raised his other hand and knocked carefully on the door, his blue eyes narrowed, his face still.

The side alley beside the town's accessory shop was admittedly poorly lit, but had anyone actually been in it they would have likely noticed the fact that the far end of it was growing increasingly darker by the second, the shadows seeming to slip from their normal places and behaviors to come alive and begin to race over the far wall in a thick circular moving mass which after having fully formed its intended shape, shortly birthed two silent, dark clad figures into the alley.

Closing the portal behind them, Zexion remained where he'd entered for a moment allowing certain senses to adjust to the abrupt new sounds and smells which came all crowding in begging for attention. Practice allowed quick dismissal of any which were unimportant and the cataloging of those which were possibly of both interest and use. For one he currently knew there was no one within hearing distance of them right now and two the town's population if he was to be any judge from its current state of activity among other things had been rather reduced since the last time they had observed the place.

"It would seem that this base of operations has been either abandoned or they have something going on which requires a rather considerable majority of their numbers to travel elsewhere.." Zexion observed quietly after walking from the alley's end to observe the square beyond it.