[Center][color=0054a6]-Makoto Kunze : ???-[/color]

As the girl spoke her peace, he was a bit taken back by how blunt she decided to be with him instead of dancing around the point of his jagged personality. The boys mouth went slightly agape as returned to his original level, looking at both the mysterious duo. Eventually that "shocked" expression translated into a smug smile implanted on his face. It was the kind of look you just wanted to wipe off a jerks face with one clean swipe. He crossed his arms, slightly chuckling to himself before reporting at the girls truthful assertions.

[color=0054a6]"Me, a jerk? That's rather cruel of you to say, but heck, at least you wern't like those worms who just deterred from ever mentioning it directly. Rather respectable that your like that missy."[/color]

That was as friendly as he was going to get with the two as he began traversing towards and available stairway, ascending into the unknown. But of course, the girl had a little more spunk in her and decided to further mitigate his crude attitude by now indirectly talking down on him in a cacophorous way. The boy shook his head, and sighed exponentially as she decided to frankly speak about him in an insensitive tone. That miniscule amount of garnered respect had diminished solely due to her last words.

Makoto was confused by why she spoke about Twilight Town being where he came from. Were they really so ignorant as to say they didn't even [i]know[/i] what town they were living in? Makoto rubbed the side of his head before his gaze returned back to the girl who defied him by going about introducing herself. Xikari was her name from what knowledge he procured, and she came from a place called... Aquastone? He was dumbfounded by her response and pondered on how badly Xikaris mind was possibly fractured. Putting his hand to his chin, he began to tap it at a regular pace, wondering if her mind was really broken from the heartless threat.

The other was much more sympathetic than Makoto was on the outside for her loss. Inside, he was troubled by her own sadness, but knew that being sad all over it wouldn't assist her in the progress of finding the thing she yearned for most. Emotion couldn't be a thing right now as serving it would only brew more trouble in the long run.

At any rate, they were surprisingly not wasting his time from his perspective as they did... introduce some interesting qualities and information about themselves. Makoto had never even heard of these places, but yet they acted completely casual about the whole thing. In spite of everything he just heard, he actually did begin to wonder if they were figments of an overly active imagination. They could be as ethereal as he saw them to be.

[color=0054a6][i]"Bah, perish the thought of them being nothing more than spectral illusions within the confines of my mind. Xikari took the ice cream I offered her, and I could feel some radiation of warmth eminating from her. My senses identified that as real as the floor I'm standing upon. At any rate, they don't seem completely clueless, despite how moronic they sound. I'll procure more knowledge about them later."[/i][/color]

Once the conversation about their homes came to a close, they shifted their ideas and precarious wonder upon the painting which he pondered about earlier. They mused over the weapon, trying to figure out where they saw it before. Makoto could only inquire if they had the same dream as him. That internal turmoil which combust into a way for hope was stirring in him. The boy rotated his head away from them both before shouting an answer towards them.

[color=0072bc]"I'm not going to tell you my name yet as it holds no importance or significance to this impending situation. Also, your wasting your breath if you couldn't tell, just as I was when seeing that painting for the first time. Either way, if you want to find that thing you dearly hold close Xikari, all the while being returning to your homes you two, I recommend to stop frittering your time away like me by just staring at the painting stupified and start moving. Standing around like this won't get you home if you couldn't figure that out."[/color]

With that being harshly put, the boy decided to leave those two behind as they were acting nothing more than dead-weight. At any rate, he hoped they would get the cue instead of basking in rebellion and retaliate against Makoto and his realistic thought process. The boys face returned to its mundane, boring look as he disappeared upwards, traversing to whatever lied ahead.

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[color=0072bc][I]"What the... this place looks as if it's devoid of dust![/I][/color]

Those were were first thoughts that roamed into his head as he slowly stepped foot into this part of the ruined dwelling. This looked to be in anything but shambles, further exemplifying the surreal situation. Downstairs was abandoned, but yet here it didn't have that atmosphere of looming depravity. Something definitely was out of place here as he cautiously penetrated the interior even further in, keeping a close watch on the general vicinity around him.

Who knew what exactly might happen next?[/center]