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{Ignorance is bliss... until reality throws a Heartless siege at you.}

[Traverse Town : Second District Cafe]

"That's contradictory-," he tried to reply, only to be cut off by the attack at his throat. He immediately bent backward in order to dodge the blow, only to have his legs unexpectedly swept out from underneath him. Already having bent backward, he threw his hands out toward the ground, caught himself, and (using the momentum given by the leg sweep) did a complete round-house double-kick toward his opponent.

"How can you lack emotions and have wrath? Pride, maybe," he responded, getting to his feet as swiftly as he could so as to not lose sight of the fighter. "But not wrath."

[Moggie : Traverse Town : Path to Second District]

Moggie came to a stop when she heard what sounded like 'WaaaaWaaaawwwaaaa" right behind her. A child crying or something she couldn't tell which but it was following her. She turned around to see, well she didn't know what it was. (Having never seen a chocobo before in her life) But it appeared to be staring right at her in such a friendly way. It was as if it knew her....

"Umm, hi there, chicken looking thing I have never seen before in my life..." she said in the best friendly tone she could muster to a completely strange creature. Best to let it down easy.

[Moggie : Traverse Town : Path to Second District]

Moggie listened to the weird sound the creature was saying. It was just jumbled. But she was one thing she did get was in the way it was acting that it was rather excited about something.

"Yes I am very excited to meet you too," she said still trying her best to be friendly with the creature, "I am Moggie.What's your name?" she reached out one of her small hands in a friendly gesture. It couldn't shake it, but hopefully understand the gesture.

[Traverse Town :: Second District Cafe]

Window really only half-listened to Nalo the entire time. That was, until the Viera rolled his chair closer to him. Slightly startled, Window twitched in surprise and looked at his companion, his brain finally catching up and processing what Nalo had said. "Oh, yes, yes, of course...we should hurry to the clothing shop." He stood up rather quickly, almost awkwardly, even. Glancing down, he saw that he still had some food left in his bowl. He hadn't been paying attention to eating at all, instead wrapped up in mental pursuits. Window bent over, picking up the bowl of tofu and rice, and scarfed it down. It tasted rather good, actually, and he made another note that he liked tofu, in case he ever encountered it in the future. Out of habit, he cast a glance around to make sure he had his keys to his home and his backpack...and then realized it would no longer be a concern for him anymore. Looking back up, he fondly and sadly studied the cafe for a moment. It had reminded him so much of home, and this he now had to leave this little slice of paradise. Window didn't know why he liked this cafe so much; he hadn't even spent the better portion of a half an hour in here. Still...The man shook himself. It was time to move on. Can't grow attached--it would only hurt more later. Besides, his world was out there, somewhere...wasn't it? He might--no, he would--get back some day. Knowing it would be useless to engane anew in a battle of humbleness with Nalo over the bill and his payment of it, Window opted to simply say, "A thousand thanks, my friend. I hope to return the favor one day for this meal."

He then took a moment to rewind and review the first part of Nalo's speech. Window had the ability to listen to others and recall what they said, even if he had only been partially listening. Well, he at least retained the information for a few minutes. It was a handy skill to have when taking notes during lectures. He wondered at Nalo's fear directed toward these 'Heartless' creatures. What made them more fearsome than other beings? Window had learned that all one had to do was respect a creature and its space, and a peaceful harmony would ensue. He had never really hated anything in his life or wished for the destruction of another living thing. But, he gleaned the impression that the Heartless were a plague that people might loathe. Window didn't think he could be like that; how can one hate? The only thing that existed was fact. You cannot hate a fact, cannot push it or please it. It simply existed. However, fact did not equal truth; truth was a matter of perspective, and the only sure thing a person could know was his or her personal truth. Window sighed; he guess that he couldn't impose his truth onto others, and the most he could do was to respect the Heartless in the face of their (hearsay) destruction, reserving judgment until an encounter, if that were to ever happen.

Continuing to examine Nalo's dialogue, Window's interest stirred at the mention of the meteor shower. "Oh, I remember a meteor shower. That was a number of years ago. Do you mean to say that you had a meteor shower as well? Ours was an odd one...some very strange meteors came down, but our country's scientists could not find anything notable about them..." With sudden realization, Window exclaimed, "Oh! Do you mean to say that those meteor pieces were 'gummies'? What kind of ship does it form? How do you get it to form a ship, even?" To Nalo, Window's conversation must have been a little strange as he jumped from topic to topic without prompting and out of the order in which Nalo had brought them up, but Window was too wrapped up in thought to really notice.

+Saito+

[How can one possess the Heart of the sword, When one does not have a heart...?]

Saito nodded his head in agreement and followed Vereor out of the Commons Area and into a long marble-white hallway. He looked around as he followed Vereor, this world was definitely quite different then the world that he had left to ruin

'So this place is called Castle Oblivion. A fitting place for the Conclave of Ruination to call their base.'

This world, the castle itself was lavish in it's own unique way. Though quite different from the palace that Saito was used to in his feudal world. Where color was also a great show of status. Here though all of that seemed to be gone, nothing but grays and whites. It was a definite contrast and he wasn't used to it it yet. He really didn't have much of a choice though in terms of the castle itself. He continued to follow Vereor into a dimly-lit area which had a large twisting staircase that led upward and then they stopped at a space along the wall with two unlit torches on either side of them. He listened to Vereor's explanation regarding the wall and nodded his head in understanding as he raised his hand against it.

Immediately the two lanterns lit up a black and crimson energy and above the door the an elegant symbol appeared blazing the same color. The interior of the room would appear to most as a simple room with hard wood floors and a basic mat to sleep on. There was a small table to sit at with a pillow to sit upon there. The wall was adored with weapons resting on stands that were like those found in his feudal world. As well as many intricate paintings of mythological beasts from his world like the dragon and tiger. Though he cared nothing for the world he had allowed to be destroyed his memories were still the only life style that he knew so this room would be his piece of home so to say.

"There... What now?"

[Moggie : Traverse Town : Path To Second District]

Moggie couldn't help, but smile as the bird like creature returned the gesture using his wing. After she took her paw back from him she looked up at him, a little unsure what to say.

"So... Enyb?" she asked remembering the name on the bag, hoping she had got it right, "I am heading towards the inn. I hope to met with some people there. Where you going?"

[Moggie : Traverse Town : Path to Second District]

Moggie's eyes followed the path that Enyb pointed. It was the same path that she was going. Though she wasn't certain it was the same place she was going.

"I see," she said with a nod looking back at him, "Lets go on together." she soon started to fly in the general direction, before pausing remembering she didn't exactly know the way. Not as if she would tell anyone that, she turned to Enyb, bowing with her arms pointing to the path, "Lead the way Enyb."