It had been years sense Gaia had fallen and they had been separated....
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Donald was squawking and ranting, Jack Skellington had his head cocked listening and Goofy was nodding encouragingly. Sora on the other hand was bored and they had managed to clear the Heartless from this area so he was tiptoeing off to explore. Most of the tombs were closed, but this one was partly open as if someone else had taken a recent peek inside. Pushing it that much more open the moon light cast down on a black simple coffin and Sora stopped pushing the door. Oh...maybe I should leave...
The boy blinked once though when he heard the sound of very soft breathing, like someone was in a deep and lulling sleep. Confused he stepped the rest of the way in allowing the moonlight to shine into the tomb.
Moving about the coffin’s side the Keyblade Master listened harder and sure enough he was right, what he had heard was breathing! Why would anyone alive be in a coffin? But normal rules didn’t apply here after all, like many of the worlds he had been to.
Pushing at the coffin’s lid for a moment his breath was taken away and he stopped, eyes widening. Pale as snow skin, long black hair over a red cloak and black body armor; and what was that? A gold gauntlet, Hey didn’t Cloud wear something like that for a while? Inspecting for a few seconds more a deep red eye opened and Sora let out a squeaking scream of fright, backing up and hitting the tomb wall.
Vampire?!
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Watching the young male leave in quite the hurry Vincent allowed himself the luxury of the moonlight for the time it took for Sora to manhandle the tomb door back into place.
Good, at the very least Lock, Shock and Barrel will not know I am here still...
It had been years sense Gaia had fallen and Vincent had grown restless unable to leave this world that made his demons that much stronger. His eye closed and he allowed his mind to empty again, to sleep away until such a time as he could find a way to return to those friends he had lost. But for now once again a coffin was his home.
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Date: 2010-04-30 11:15 pm (UTC)It had been years sense Gaia had fallen and they had been separated....
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Donald was squawking and ranting, Jack Skellington had his head cocked listening and Goofy was nodding encouragingly. Sora on the other hand was bored and they had managed to clear the Heartless from this area so he was tiptoeing off to explore. Most of the tombs were closed, but this one was partly open as if someone else had taken a recent peek inside. Pushing it that much more open the moon light cast down on a black simple coffin and Sora stopped pushing the door. Oh...maybe I should leave...
The boy blinked once though when he heard the sound of very soft breathing, like someone was in a deep and lulling sleep. Confused he stepped the rest of the way in allowing the moonlight to shine into the tomb.
Moving about the coffin’s side the Keyblade Master listened harder and sure enough he was right, what he had heard was breathing! Why would anyone alive be in a coffin? But normal rules didn’t apply here after all, like many of the worlds he had been to.
Pushing at the coffin’s lid for a moment his breath was taken away and he stopped, eyes widening. Pale as snow skin, long black hair over a red cloak and black body armor; and what was that? A gold gauntlet, Hey didn’t Cloud wear something like that for a while? Inspecting for a few seconds more a deep red eye opened and Sora let out a squeaking scream of fright, backing up and hitting the tomb wall.
Vampire?!
-----
Watching the young male leave in quite the hurry Vincent allowed himself the luxury of the moonlight for the time it took for Sora to manhandle the tomb door back into place.
Good, at the very least Lock, Shock and Barrel will not know I am here still...
It had been years sense Gaia had fallen and Vincent had grown restless unable to leave this world that made his demons that much stronger. His eye closed and he allowed his mind to empty again, to sleep away until such a time as he could find a way to return to those friends he had lost. But for now once again a coffin was his home.