Detachment (Slash)

[Angelus]

[Date: July 19, 2010. Please put in a date next time so I don't have to]

After having wasted some time with Mickey in Port Royal, Everto decided it was time to visit yet another world. Drowning himself in one dark world after another, he felt the darkness intoxicating. But yet, there was something about that mouse that left a strange feeling in him.

Regret

What was this? Something inside saying that he felt bad? He did feel bad, but what about? He was a soldier of corruption, a messanger of darkness. Second guessing himself was not something he could afford.

"So hungry master."

Everto ignored the Heartless. He kept walking in the third district, unaware of anything that may have been lurking in the shadows nearby.

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Jericho had been spending a bit of time in a half-asleep stupor, only half-aware of what was going on around him. The Third District of Traverse Town had been quiet, and he had decided to sit down in a quiet recess that was mostly out of view. He was exhausted- why he was, he didn't know.

Suddenly, he heard another's footsteps walking around. Normally, he would have ignored them, but he had a feeling...He stood up and looked around the corner.

Walking under the bright lights of the Third District was a white-haired boy, certainly no older than 20 and perhaps a little younger. There was something else walking besides him...or rather, floating besides him. If it was a Heartless, then it was a very abnormal one. One thing was certain, though. It was a creature of darkness.

Well, that was interesting. How did the boy control it? Perhaps he would be worth meeting. Jericho moved out of the recess.

"What an interesting thing you have with you, boy," he said absently. "Pray tell, where did you get it?"

[Angelus]

If you knew time as I...

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Caliga hissed when Jericho began moving toward the duo. Everto turned, and faced the 40 year old man. This man had a rugged look about him, as if he'd seen many a battle. But yet, there was an oddity about him, as if his battles had only recently begun, yet the scars had existed for some time. Everto frowned when Jericho called him boy.

"This is my companion Caliga. He is a rare breed of Heartless." Caliga hissed again, its claws ready to strike, its eyes squinted, and back hunched. It was ready to pounce, and only Everto's will prevented it from doing so.

"However, the memories on how I came to obtain Caliga are fuzzy at best. Time has not been good to me."[/color] He motioned to Jericho.

"I sense you are not a champion of the light, nor a creature of the darkness. So pray tell, why dost thou have such an interest in my shadowy ally?"[/size]

[Slash]

Not a creature of the darkness? Oh, so the kid was a complete idiot, then. Never mind that Jericho tortured people for fun and could turn into a spider-ish thing, or that his heart was obviously corrupted. No, no, that wasn't dark. He was just misunderstood. Obviously if he was a creature of the darkness he would have a completely overblown wardrobe and stupid hair. Well, he couldn't exactly provide either, but he could immediately prove the kid wrong.

"Maybe when you grow hair on your chest, you'll stop being a terrible judge of character," Jericho said, and flipped the switch in his head that warranted an appearance change. Patches of his skin became a mottled greyish-black color and quickly spread over his entire body like some horrible stigma, covering his skin and hair. His fingers became long and pointed, and his green eyes became twin pools of gold staring in amusement at Everto. The six spider legs formed slowly as if from thin air, connected to his spine, and the red aura surrounded him again, writhing slowly.

Yep, totally not a creature of the darkness. Although Jericho was honestly kind of surprised at the advancements like the skin change and the formation of the legs. It still felt vaguely like there was another step he could take, like he had only gone halfway.

Never mind that, though. He practically shot up the wall behind him, going at an inhuman speed, and sat happily on an outcropping in the wall. From there, he smiled down at Everto, revealing twin rows of pointed teeth. "There. That should make the question of my alliance clear to you. If you still think otherwise, then I'm sure I could find a puppy to kill or something."

He leaned back. "I was wondering why you were carting around a Heartless. You don't find just anyone doing that."

[Angelus]

Misunderstanding

"It appears there was a misunderstanding. Perhaps in the future I shall speak what I intend more clearly." Caliga hissed yet again, angry that Jericho had turned into such an insidious creature. Everto knew why Caliga was so hostile.

Such a transformation while still retaining the heart is unnatural. Everto grinned, and shook his head.

"I meant not that I sensed balance in your heart, but that you seemed to lack the physical appearance of a creature of darkness, such as Caliga here. In that respect I am not a creature of darkness myself. However..."[/color] He took a step toward Jericho, his grin fading fast.

"It appears my initial judgment of you was incorrect, and for that I give you my humblest apologies. However, as I've said before time has not been good to me. I may appear to be a kid as you've said, but the reality of the matter is..."[/color] He paused, and smiled once more.

"I'm actually much older than I appear. The Realm of Darkness has a habit of not letting its victims age."[/color] Another step forward.

"As for Caliga, I had noted early on that I was indeed alone in possessing a guardian of this type. Not many have the strength to bind a Heartless to oneself, and even fewer have the desire to."[/size]

[Slash]

He smiled at Everto's apology and shifted back into human form without a hitch. "It's not hard to understand the latter. Binding only one or two Heartless seems a rather pointless venture from an impartial standpoint. It'd be like keeping a dog that's constantly straining its leash to the breaking point. Speaking of which, if it doesn't understand me you should tell it I said hello."

Jericho looked up at the sky, appreciating the darkness above far more than the neon lights around him. The man (who looked like a kid) below him seemed like he knew a bit, but he was so. Incredibly. Boring. There was nothing to him. He was just...there.

After waiting for a response, Jericho got sick of the whole thing. "Well this was fascinating. Maybe when we meet again you'll have developed some personality beyond 'evil' and actually have defining characteristics. Besides your friend."

Jericho then totally left to go do more important things because this was dumb.