Rebuilding home [Open]
Dec 11, 2015 13:04:05 GMT
Post by Deleted on Dec 11, 2015 13:04:05 GMT
Despite the eternal night of Traverse Town, Mewtwo honestly didn't seem to mind. The mon silently moved through the streets, gliding slightly above the cobblestones. The lights and smells all were so very familiar, as though they had been experiences before. And given Mewtwo's recent bout of memory, this was likely the case. Or, at least, some version of this place.
Seemingly avoiding contact with the locals for now, the mon headed into the Second District. Distinctly drawn towards a long abandoned house, his feet touched along the colder stone. Broken glass, dusty wood, and a lonely darkness seemed to exude from the house there. And such a feeling only made the mon ache in a loneliness. There was a great deal of things missing from this place.
As purple eyes scanned over the entries of the building, a more humorous act was going on directly behind. True to their nature, the Heartless had made their presence known rather quickly and thought it a good idea to attack the walking heart-container. However, Mewtwo hadn't even needed to divert his attention from the home to enact a twisted sort of slaying upon them. Two invisible arms had lifted two Shadows and was using them as bludgeoning weapons against the others. Even as they smashed into their bretheren, there was a faint green glow about them, signalling that the mon was keeping them alive intentionally.
After the show of smashing them came an end, the remaining two were finally clapped together and allowed to return to the darkness from whence they came. Even as the last of the dark creatures perished, the mon innately knew that this wasn't a permanent solution. But still, it kept them away long enough for him to go up towards the front door and touch along it slowly. Someone passing by just might think the creature to be insane. That is, unless if they had seen the show.
Seemingly avoiding contact with the locals for now, the mon headed into the Second District. Distinctly drawn towards a long abandoned house, his feet touched along the colder stone. Broken glass, dusty wood, and a lonely darkness seemed to exude from the house there. And such a feeling only made the mon ache in a loneliness. There was a great deal of things missing from this place.
As purple eyes scanned over the entries of the building, a more humorous act was going on directly behind. True to their nature, the Heartless had made their presence known rather quickly and thought it a good idea to attack the walking heart-container. However, Mewtwo hadn't even needed to divert his attention from the home to enact a twisted sort of slaying upon them. Two invisible arms had lifted two Shadows and was using them as bludgeoning weapons against the others. Even as they smashed into their bretheren, there was a faint green glow about them, signalling that the mon was keeping them alive intentionally.
After the show of smashing them came an end, the remaining two were finally clapped together and allowed to return to the darkness from whence they came. Even as the last of the dark creatures perished, the mon innately knew that this wasn't a permanent solution. But still, it kept them away long enough for him to go up towards the front door and touch along it slowly. Someone passing by just might think the creature to be insane. That is, unless if they had seen the show.
