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[afterthemoon]

Who: Isa, Terra and Terra-Xehanort. Open to all!
Where: Outside Terra and Xehanort's apartments, then the Virgo Ward. (Feel free to assume you spotted them in a random store if you want to start a thread)
Summary: Xehanort pretty much planned a shopping trip for Isa, it won't hurt to take him up on that offer, right?
Warnings: Derpfaces being Derpfaces? Isa being confused?

Isa was unsure how he got into this, or if he should even take Xehanort up on the offer. Shouldn't he be avoiding him? None of this really made any sense to Isa. Oh well, if Xehanort wanted to help, he wanted to help. Far be it from Isa to be the one to push Xehanort down the wrong path.

After getting over his reluctance and hesitation, Isa headed down to the lower floor the other men lived on.

Comments

[dreamprotector]

Being rather recognizable is definitely one of the downsides of his hair color, especially when he's trying to be as inconspicuous as he can possibly be, but well... (On the other hand he'd rather not have it any other way; sometimes he still leans forward just so that his bangs fall right in his eyes and he can be absolutely sure that he is himself... though the times he has to reassure himself like that have grown fewer and further in-between and nowadays they are pretty rare. Thankfully.)

Riku doesn't move from where he is standing, lips twitching up in relieve when he recognizes the scent of Xehanort - found you. He keeps glancing over the pages of the magazine he is holding, not really processing any of the words or pictures, then puts it back and strolls out again, keeping himself busy by looking at the displays; he's here for he same reason as everyone else and not possibly because he is following anyone. Nope.

[terra_nullius]

Xehanort frowns a little. He doesn't like this very much... is this person tailing them as a group, or...

Well. There's only one way to find out. He quickly excuses himself, with the bathroom as a reason. There's one nearby, but it's around a corner. He begins to head in that direction, laying the foundations of a trap.

[dreamprotector]

There's a flicker of a frown flashing over his face as he senses Xehanort separating from the other two, but it smooths away quickly and he just keeps continuing his way, not following after two, but rather searching for the next escalator to ge up to the next floor.