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[honestly, Vanitas was far more offended to find his takeout leftovers turned into a box of candy corn last week than he is offended by whatever magic spell's gone awry this week — and the difference here is mostly because this week has brought about the panicking in droves. the sort of thing he could take advantage of, in other words.]

[it's all business as usual, over here.]

How many of you out there are smart enough to be considered scientists? Or doctors? I don't mean those of you who think you're pretty smart because you read a chemistry book once, I mean people who actually have the papers to back it up.

I'm looking for a lot of different information, so I really don't care what exactly it is you study.

[should one feel like opening a video feed to answer Vanitas' question, they'll catch him in a nondescript room he'd taken over for himself — probably a hotel room — with several certain monsters floating about.]

[and should he stand up to walk over to the NV to answer a call, one might notice that he's suddenly just as curvy as the hourglass Unversed around him.]

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[it's your funeral, dude.]

There's a difference between flunking out and quitting because you had something more important to do.

[What, are you going to suffocate me between your tits?]

Like completely failing at wielding the X-blade?

[Wait. Squint.]

...what happened to you?

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[... Vanitas pauses, turning to face the NV.]

What does it look like happened, Ventus Junior?

[he's a good five feet away from the NV, so his image on the feed probably answers that question all too well.]

[That. Is hideous.]

Am I the only one who didn't wake up with boobs today?!

[Aside from the people who started out with them.]

[the scary thing is he'd probably clean up really well if he bothered.]

It's starting to look that way. Maybe you're defective or something.

[Ugh, no.]

I'm fine with being defective, then.

It takes a lot of guts to accept your faults.

Which reminds me, I never did figure out how your story ends.

That's because it's not over. I'm still here.

Uh huh. But did you ever figure everything out? Did you get the answers to your questions?

[he means the boatload of questions Roxas kept asking in his diary — Vanitas already knows about the Nobody part and what that entails, but consider him still fixated on the word "puppet."]

[heck, considering the old man's propensity to gather legions of underlings no matter what form he's taken, Vanitas and Roxas just might have something in common other than Sora.]

Enough of them.

[He doesn't ask which ones Vanitas is really curious about. He doesn't need to. Not a single one is his business.]

I don't know why you care anyway.

I don't, not really — it's mostly just curiosity.

But I've got other ways of finding out. I just figured asking you first would be easiest.

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