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hiiiiiiiiiiiiii roxaaasssssssssssss /mitsuo breathing noise

Who: Vanitas and Roxas
Where: Ecruteak City
When: WHEN ROXAS' GROUP WAS IN ECRUTEAK I don't know, it's presently I'll guess?
Summary: Trolls and Derps meet face to face for the first time. Punching ensues.
Rating: Come on, they're both Disney-
Log:

Usually, Vanitas wouldn't be browsing the town. Then again, usually, Vanitas wouldn't be getting pushed along by his Swablu, grudgingly taking slow steps away from the basement he's been living in for the last week.
Melt snow in an old pot, use Dartanian to make the water warm, it works for a bath. Check. Murkrow and Misdreavus go out and gather food for the Pokemon, and swipe sandwiches and other human necessities from the Monks in the next tower over. Check.

So why did Swablu insist he come out here? Making a bit of a face, Vanitas shoves his hands into his pockets and takes those slow, annoyed steps into the PokeMart nearby. If she seriously pushed him out here to get treats, she will be sorely disappointed; he doesn't have a dime on him.

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It hadn't taken Roxas long to get to know the layout of Ecruteak. Once he got to a new town, he usually took to the streets, exploring and learning the locations of things that would be useful to him: the pokemon center, PokeMart, gym, ways out of town, etc. It also helped him to get a feel for the city. The lessons he'd learned about reconnaissance in the Organization served him well here.

After getting settled, Roxas took stock of his items, and it occurred to him that he was starting to run low, especially on potions and other such items. Ones that would be useful in battling, especially if he was going to put his pokemon through some heavy duty training to get their levels up. Which brought him to the PokeMart. He still had a decent amount of money left from working at the Department Store in Goldenrod and winning trainer battles, so he could probably get enough items. He'd also found a few things to sell, so that would help.

Spotting some familiar blond spikes up ahead, Vanitas honestly quirked an eyebrow, tilting his head in surprise. Huh. What was Ventus doing up here again already? Digging into his pocket as he upped his pace, he flipped open his PokeGear in almost curiosity.

It's almost normal to find old voicemail and texts from Ventus on his phone lately; it still is nothing short of weird how often he is in contact, even if Vanitas doesn't pick up. According to the last text, Ventus was in... Goldenrod again.

Staring back up at that blond head, he almost scowled, taking up hardly a few footsteps behind him. Well now, this changes things.

Roxas had enough combat instincts to know that someone was behind him as he compared some bags of pokemon food. And he could tell it was someone hostile. Setting one of the bags down, and putting the other in his basket, he turned to see Vanitas. It wasn't entirely unexpected, since Ven had told him that Vanitas was in Ecruteak. Roxas just hadn't expected a meeting this blatent.

"Can I help you?" he said, as casually as he could.

Staring him down and not really offering an answer to the casual question, Vanitas simply took a step closer, leaning even as if looking for something. He's honestly going to keep doing this for a few moments before making a slight face, shrugging his shoulders and stepping back.

"Really are a spitting image."

"What of it?"

It was said with a bit of an edge. Roxas knew exactly what Vanitas was referring to and he didn't like it, at all. At the same time, that was probably what Vanitas was going for, so Roxas tried to reign in his emotion.

Vanitas couldn't help a snorted smirk at that retort, narrowing his eyes as he took a few slow steps, moving around to the other side.

"Nothing, really."

Seems to be a touchy subject. Interesting.

"If you say so," Roxas replied with a shrug, selecting one of the bags of food and putting it in the basket with the other things he had collected. He gave it a once over to check and make sure he had everything he intended to buy, before heading to the checkout.

He gave a slight glance back at Vanitas, to check and see what he was doing.

He hasn't budged since then, but his eyes are still watching Roxas, an almost smug look on his face, and with a ridiculous amount of intensity. When Roxas glanced, his smirk grew worse.

"You don't like it, do you?"

It doesn't take Roxas long to finish paying for his things.

"No, I don't," he says, as he heads towards the door. That was no secret, and one that he tended to make very clear. He was his own person. He didn't want to be compared to Ven.

Chuckling, there are footsteps as he moves to follow after and fall right into step behind him.

"I have to still wonder, though, how similar you are." Following right out the door, a Swablu swoops down from the roof to settle on his shoulder, chirping curiously at the blond moving ahead of her trainer.

"For starters, your gait is very alike."

Roxas stops once he's out of the PokeMart and sighs.

"I don't think we're that similar. So what if we walk the same?" Did anyone watch him walking that closely?

Taking a last step to stand only slighty behind him, he stops with a laugh.

"Walk the same, look the same, feel the same. The way you speak is different, but that's probably from Ventus being re-raised by that Master of his." Stepping again to lean, almost right over his shoulder, he's speaking low.

"There's something that bothers me though. Looking and walking are one thing, but when I sense a little of myself in you, that makes me have to wonder if you really aren't just some version of us when we're whole and simply forgot."

"I'm not the same as him!" Roxas shouts, his hand balling into a fist. He turns quickly with that fist raised to catch Vanitas right in the jaw.

"I'm not some version of you either! I'm me!" Maybe there was a connection between them, but Roxas didn't want to admit it. He knew who he was, and that was what mattered, right?

While he had been expecting the outburst, the fist caught him square in the jaw, making him stumble back a step quickly. He nearly bit his tongue off! Snarling, Vanitas had no hesitations about snapping his own fist out, socking the blond right in the back as hard as he could swing.

Violence, anger, outright dislike... jealousy? Negative emotions, while they don't exactly power him in the same way they did before, still had Vanitas cracking a nasty grin then.

"You're a far more balanced mix of who we should have been."

Roxas hadn't really been ready for any sort of response, considering that his punch really was just a reaction. He ended up taking a few steps back, holding where Vanitas hit.

"Well yeah. I'm not just half of someone like you are," Roxas snapped. Even if he didn't have a heart, he was still part-Sora, with all that that entailed.

Curling his upper lip and outright baring his teeth, Vanitas still laughed despite the sour tone it took. Reballing his hands into fists, he started after Roxas with one raised.

"I was whole once, and I remember it well enough. What are you supposed to be?"

With the 'you', he took a vicious swing at him.

Roxas threw a hand up to block the blow, but the force of Vanitas's hit still jarred his hand. He hadn't really expected that kind of strength, but at the same time, it had been a while since he'd fought, rather than his pokemon.

"I'm supposed to be me!" He shouted, hooking his fist at Vanitas's jaw.

Throwing his head back to dodge that fist, Vanitas was quick to turn and grab onto Roxas, aiming to throw him down.

"Funny how you say supposed with that face!"

Roxas grunted when he landed on the ground, but it didn't take him long to get right back up again and tackle Vanitas around the middle, aiming to knock him down.

"It doesn't change the fact that I'm me!"

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hiiiiiiiiiiiiii roxaaasssssssssssss /mitsuo breathing noise

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SORRY FOR THE SLOW HERP

No worries

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/trolltrolltrolltrolltroll lol van, implying things you don't really get.

/shut up van

/neverrr

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sorry for the slow <3

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