[ The man in the black coat drops down from his high perch and catches himself neatly just before his feet touch the ground. A neat, cleaning landing.
The Keyblade stays, but of course, she hasn't let go of hers, either. ]
Sorry about all that, but I didn't really wanna contribute to any temporal paradoxes that seem to be happening here. [ She's clearly from a different time than he is, which is Problematic so say the least. ] You're a little more stubborn than I remember, though, so I guess that's my bad.
[ He tilts his head. ]
The kids call me Xigbar these days, but you can call me whatever you want.
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[ The man in the black coat drops down from his high perch and catches himself neatly just before his feet touch the ground. A neat, cleaning landing.
The Keyblade stays, but of course, she hasn't let go of hers, either. ]
Sorry about all that, but I didn't really wanna contribute to any temporal paradoxes that seem to be happening here. [ She's clearly from a different time than he is, which is Problematic so say the least. ] You're a little more stubborn than I remember, though, so I guess that's my bad.
[ He tilts his head. ]
The kids call me Xigbar these days, but you can call me whatever you want.