Jordan: Xaldin, the Whirlwind Lancer.
Kaitlin: What's with these weird titles, anyway?
Jordan: Who knows?
No. III
Lindworm
When Kingdom Hearts is ours, we can finally exist, fully and completely.
~Xaldin, KH2
Beast's Castle looked magnificent at night.
Still, Kavma could not help but sigh as he leaned on the gargoyle statue, his gaze directed at the full moon. The very air was enchanted—all the more proof of the spell the whole castle was under. Even so, Kavma's attention was directed elsewhere.
He's late.
Scarcely had he thought that when he heard the familiar sound of a dark corridor appearing. Without turning his head he said, "Punctuality is a virtue."
"Spare me your drivel, Kavma."
Kavma raised his eyebrow at Xaldin. "Drivel? I always assume that the things I say are of the utmost importance." He sighed. "Either way…" He gestured toward the front door. "Shall we enter?"
As they made their way across the courtyard, Kavma said nonchalantly, "Are you sure that this will work? I don't doubt you, but to be sure…"
"I see no reason for this to fail," Xaldin said stiffly. "That monster is a cringing piece of filth—manipulating it will be simple."
Kavma snorted. "I understand why you would, but still, calling him a 'cringing piece of filth' is a bit rich, isn't it?"
Xaldin made no answer. As they drew level with the door, Kavma opened it. "After you, sir," he said to Xaldin, a grin on his face. The lancer walked past him without another word.
As they walked across the entrance hall, Xaldin continued the conversation. "Watching that foolish beast flailing about only deepens my disdain for humans and their incessant need to be pinned down by feelings."
"You find that sort of thing foolish?" Kavma asked.
Xaldin looked at him. "We of Organization XIII became Nobodies precisely to avoid the shackles of emotion; you should know that, Kavma."
"True, and yet," Kavma said slowly, placing a hand on his chin, "It was only later that you realized the scale of that loss: that some things simply cannot be done without a heart."
Xaldin snorted. "Nonetheless, I see nary a pleasant thing about it."
"It's worse than you think, actually," Kavma said nonchalantly. "To be honest, sometimes I wonder how I can put up with it."
A small sound reached their ears. Xaldin spun toward it, but Kavma placed a hand on his shoulder. "Don't bother; probably a mouse. And if it's one of the castle servants then I doubt there's anything they could do."
"If you insist," Xaldin grumbled.
They had reached the Beast's chamber. "Sir, I bid thee enter," said Kavma, gesturing toward the door. Xaldin glared at him and entered, closing the door behind him.
Kavma leaned against the wall, smiling. "Nary a pleasant thing about it, you say?" He said softly. "You have that right…there are certain emotions one could do without, Xaldin…one in particular…"
Jordan: I don't know about this one…
Max: Not very confident about this, are you?
Jordan: I'm not confident about anything. Now, you guys may have to wait a while for the next chapter, which will be MUCH better than the last two. Hopefully.