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[ Today, you are having a perfectly normal day. Perhaps you are on your way to the battle dome. Perhaps you're walking home along the path. Perhaps you're in the middle of town. Or perhaps you're heading further north.

If you're anywhere along this meandering south-to-north route, a young girl is going to slam into you at a full tilt. She's very sorry; she didn't see you there. But she's got this sense of absolute panic she can't quite shake, and she wants to get home right this moment.

In her disorientation, she has, of course, forgotten she can access magical portals of darkness. Forgive her; after all, she spent rather a long time here without them! And who wants to be messing about with the forces of darkness when they are too panicked to think straight?

Anyway, she may slam into you so hard that you both fall over. Or maybe she'll just knock you off balance. Either way, there is now a very startled, dazed, and still somewhat panicked teenager staring at you with wide eyes. She's barefoot, and her dress is dirty, but she seems otherwise alright. What will you do? ]

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... Ven, just promise me you won't go alone. Promise me that, okay? Vanitas... he's too strong. If Sora couldn't... [ She stops, her expression falling -- more than it already had, anyway. She'll never get rid of that image of a bloody, agonized Sora on the ground in front of her, and she couldn't stand it if she had to see Ven that way, too. ]

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[He lowers his head. Xion has a point. Ven doesn't want to worry his friends or end up in Sora's position. But at the same time...]

I've beaten him before, and I know how to deal with him. If I'm extra careful, I'll probably stand a chance...

[A beat.]

But I know that's what he wants. Vanitas is the kinda guy who separates friends because that's when we're vulnerable. He probably wants to take us out one by one.

[risingwinds.livejournal.com]

[Ven pulls out his Wayfinder and clutches it tightly. Then, he looks Xion straight in the eyes.]

We shouldn't have to face him alone. You, me, or anyone else.

[In other words, yes, he can promise that.]

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[ She steps back a little when he calls Wayfinder, her expression blanking out into something vaguely surprised. She looks at it for a moment, then looks at him thoughtfully. ]

Then when we face him, we face him together. That's a promise, Ven.

[ Not if, but when. But there's a certain comfort in knowing they won't go alone. ]