[He's been taking this as a quiet chance to find the weakest spots. It's easy to feel what's most precious to Roxas- so many little nooks and crannies waiting to feel the touch of darkness, to crack and crumble and be done away with for all eternity, just like the blonde himself. But Sora is different.]
[Sora, with his soft white sands and blue skies. Disgusting. Sentimentality seeps off of every crevice, and Vanitas has already aspired that the first thing to go up in flame is that tree]
[ Let's see how long fruit ties you all together then. ]
Want to try specifics, or are you simply that clueless.
[A statement, not a question. More likely than not, he was.]
no subject
[Sora, with his soft white sands and blue skies. Disgusting. Sentimentality seeps off of every crevice, and Vanitas has already aspired that the first thing to go up in flame is that tree]
[ Let's see how long fruit ties you all together then. ]
Want to try specifics, or are you simply that clueless.
[A statement, not a question. More likely than not, he was.]