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[rosenoblivion.livejournal.com]

A familiar sight, this endless black expanse illuminated only by stars. Neither of light nor of darkness, but a place of twilight. Though Never Was and Oblivion come to mind, there is something which seems to render all such comparisons meaningless. A sense of unreality among the security of what is known. I would not be the least bit surprised if it turns out to be mere theatrics, done simply to add to the air of mystique. And I would feel the same if it was in actuality the key to unraveling the mystery of this "Astral Plane."

Of course, that is not to say I thought our meeting a triviality, Meredith. It was so very...informative.

If the nature of our surroundings cannot be relied on, then only the self can be trusted. For this place is not empty. Among the faces here may be found allies and enemies, both unknown and known.

But there will always be change.

There will always be plots.

And there will always be treachery.

(OOC: so i herd i are lazy. and replies may be somewhat slow due to chores. D:)

Comments

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[applause] Oh, very good, very well done! You'd give anyone on the High Council a run for his money. Purple prose pontification with hints of actual meaning behind it; I am impressed. I liked that last bit particularly. Three lines, stand-alones, similar patterns, leads to a nice sort of artistic feel, don't you think?

[rosenoblivion.livejournal.com]

Really. But I assure you I was not striving for artistry.

[egads, he really does talk like that to himself]

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[as does he! Twin terrors of pontification!] A natural talent, then. Even more impressive. [and pops a jelly baby into his mouth]

[rosenoblivion.livejournal.com]

[they should get along like a house on fire: with lots of people running and screaming around them~] Mm. It does go to waste so often. But I see it shall not be the same here.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[Nothing wrong with a little running and screaming! The Master glances over Marluxia, chewing on the jelly baby. When finished, he speaks (for he has proper manners)]

I've definitely seen that choice of clothing before. Aside from cults, I mean, because you get a lot of this sort of clothing at cults. It's almost tragic.

[frigidfourth.livejournal.com]

[B| Guess who doesn't look too pleased]

Are you enjoying yourself, XI?

[OOC: So I herd I'm on hiatus and will pwn you at being slow on tags. Very, very slow. sjkhs ;D]

[rosenoblivion.livejournal.com]

[just a hint of a smirk. oh sarcasm]

All the more now that I've found our highly esteemed scientist.

[frigidfourth.livejournal.com]

And just what are you planning to do here? [Hm, is that suspicion? Why, yes it is.]

I doubt experiments hold much interest for you.

[rosenoblivion.livejournal.com]

Ah, that does remind me...whatever happened to your replica?

(OOC: totally didn't delete the last comment just to use this icon instead. can i assume these two come from the time between floors 7 and 10 in Sora's story?)

[glassboxmemory.livejournal.com]

[Oh, Roxas sees another one of these men in black cloaks. He's eyeing Marluxia rather warily; he's still paranoid about being on the Astral Plane again. But does he know him too?]

[rosenoblivion.livejournal.com]

XIII.

[glassboxmemory.livejournal.com]

You too, eh? Care to give me a name?

[rosenoblivion.livejournal.com]

Though names and ranks both mean so little, surely you could not have forgotten so easily?

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

[faint smile]

I believe you've just summed up most of the universe.

[rosenoblivion.livejournal.com]

Most, you say? Then is there some other place where it does not apply?

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

One, that I've found. Of course it's still not perfect, and what they have took millennia.

Then of course there's the odd person who goes against the grain.

[rosenoblivion.livejournal.com]

And what do you think of such people?

[auroredor.livejournal.com]

The world cannot be spoken of in a single color.

[rosenoblivion.livejournal.com]

White or black, light or darkness. Even in between, it is inevitable conflicts will arise from the clashing of natures.

[auroredor.livejournal.com]

And colors may clash within oneself, as well. Regardless, the presence of black, white, and what lies in between is also inevitable. There will be treachery and justice, and there will be the collision of both. That is life.

What is your point in stating the obvious?

[rosenoblivion.livejournal.com]

Obvious to you and I, perhaps. If you are so versed in the ways of life, then you would know there are many who cannot make such a claim so easily. Those who view the world as harmless, not able to see the thorns beneath the rose.

[noking.livejournal.com]

[Shenzi was ambling by and stopped to listen to Marluxia. Then she sat down, apparently dumbfounded by his little speech.]

Uh. Wow.

So, you like Shakespeare right?

[rosenoblivion.livejournal.com]

[raises his eyebrows. not because he's looking at a talking hyena (the Pride Lands had plenty of those little mongrels), but because aforementioned hyena seems to know about Shakespeare]

Indeed. The quote "life imitates art" is surprisingly accurate when applied to his plays.

(OOC: because i totally didn't use bits of shakespeare quotes for icon keywords. nooooo)

[noking.livejournal.com]

But it's not true.

[rosenoblivion.livejournal.com]

Is it not? Dramatized, perhaps, but what is described within can be found everywhere one looks.