A testing ground for Demmy and the Deegans.

[donovan_deegan]

Yes, the man who just came out of the welcome bay was most certainly wearing a shockingly pink jacket. Under it, he had been wearing a black shirt, but now hit was over one arm to show off the odd looking tattoo over his whole chest. A Kelsheen mark. Never knew when it would be useful. He had his axe in one hand. He was ready to shred, if he could find someone to jam with.

Yeah, the man had just been kidnapped. He looked remarkably calm about it, in fact, he seemed almost cheerful. He found a seat after a bit, pulled his axe into his lap, and then started playing, watching people to see who might come near, and figuring out who he could ask for more information than the projection had given him.

Question number one being.... where was Miranda?

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[donovan_deegan]

"You might have to do some translating for me here, kid, my Orcish isn't as good as it used to be."

[melodiouspacifist]

He laughed. "I'm not an orc!" He grinned. "I'm a Nobody. That's what we're called."

[donovan_deegan]

"A Nobody. And what makes someone a Nobody?"

He took another bite of burger.

[melodiouspacifist]

"A consciousness and no heart." Demyx said. "I mean there's Nobodies that aren't aware, but they're Lesser Nobodies."

[donovan_deegan]

"Well, clearly that doesn't apply to you."

[melodiouspacifist]

"Yeah, I know right?" He laughed. "I'm aware of stuff. So I'm just a Nobody."

[donovan_deegan]

"I meant the no heart thing," he said with a smug grin as he took another bite of his burger.

[melodiouspacifist]

He smiled and shook his head. "It's true. I don't have a heart."

[donovan_deegan]

"You laughed. You're smiling. I don't buy it."

[melodiouspacifist]

"Oh, I don't have to. People like it better when you smile." Well the laugh had been genuine, but was that really evidence of anything?

[donovan_deegan]

"And you care about what people like?"

[melodiouspacifist]

"I don't know...maybe?" He wasn't sure about that. "I don't like being alone that much."

[donovan_deegan]

"Understandable," he said with a grin that meant he was winning.

[melodiouspacifist]

He was not winning. "So, for people to talk to me I have to not be...well crazy like some of my colleagues."

Imagine people trying to talk to Saix or Vexen. That would be a disaster.

[donovan_deegan]

"And you want people to talk to you, because..." He so was.

[melodiouspacifist]

Absolutely not.

"Well, it gets awfully boring by myself."

[donovan_deegan]

He nodded. "So. You care. You get lonely and bored when alone. You have a sense of humour. You can play music. Hate to break it to you, kid... you have a heart."

[melodiouspacifist]

"I don't think that's how it works. The Superior said it's not possible." Demyx answered and let his words sink in for a moment.

"Ugh." He rubbed his forehead. Damnit. Lea said he was wrong but that slipped out. His thoughts turned to Xemnas all too often.

[donovan_deegan]

"Not sure how to tell you this. But people lie. And can be mistaken. But you? You check off all the boxes. You have a heart."

[melodiouspacifist]

"I don't, but someday I'd like to."

[donovan_deegan]

"Well, what do you think it means to have a heart?"

[melodiouspacifist]

"Well it makes you a person. A Somebody." Demyx answered. "I think you get a conscience." He definitely didn't have one of those. "You can feel it in your chest. You feel things again."

[donovan_deegan]

"Feel things. Like humour? Loneliness? Enjoyment?"

[melodiouspacifist]

"Well yeah, I guess. Happiness. Sadness...all kinds of stuff."

[donovan_deegan]

"So when you said you are lonely and bored without people, when you laughed at my joke, enjoyed the burger, when you play music...." Smirk. Checkmate.