"The one with all the old keyblades." Ventus answers, because its the easiest to respond to. What the fuck is 'not knowing who your master is' hes gonna kill you. "And monsters."
Ventus jogs up a little further so he can make eye contact with Vanitas and gesture, swiping a hand to underline the utter importance of his statement "The X-blade. Like, kye?" How could anybody not know what the X-blade was? "It's the strongest keyblade in the world. I'm supposed to help make half of it." He trails off as he considers if that is still true. His darkness still exists, right... He saw Xehanort take it away at the start, even if he didn't really understand. He just doesn't know where it is. If he tracked it down, could he make the X-blade anyway? Should he?
In his distraction, he almost doesn't notice the heartless creeping up, and one making a lunge for him. Luckily, Ventus's reflexes are very well trained. Before he's even thinking about it, his leg has come up to stomp down on the heartless, crushing its squishy black body against the paved path before he stabs his keyblade through it. It goes down easier then an unversed, but Ventus doesn't know the difference yet. Must just be a weaker yellow eyed varient.
"Oh! This world has monsters to." He says, pointing at others approaching to Vanitas, with the same reguard one would for commenting upon weather.
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"The one with all the old keyblades." Ventus answers, because its the easiest to respond to. What the fuck is 'not knowing who your master is' hes gonna kill you. "And monsters."
Ventus jogs up a little further so he can make eye contact with Vanitas and gesture, swiping a hand to underline the utter importance of his statement "The X-blade. Like, kye?" How could anybody not know what the X-blade was? "It's the strongest keyblade in the world. I'm supposed to help make half of it." He trails off as he considers if that is still true. His darkness still exists, right... He saw Xehanort take it away at the start, even if he didn't really understand. He just doesn't know where it is. If he tracked it down, could he make the X-blade anyway? Should he?
In his distraction, he almost doesn't notice the heartless creeping up, and one making a lunge for him. Luckily, Ventus's reflexes are very well trained. Before he's even thinking about it, his leg has come up to stomp down on the heartless, crushing its squishy black body against the paved path before he stabs his keyblade through it. It goes down easier then an unversed, but Ventus doesn't know the difference yet. Must just be a weaker yellow eyed varient.
"Oh! This world has monsters to." He says, pointing at others approaching to Vanitas, with the same reguard one would for commenting upon weather.