"Vanitas, I see," she nodded, "I am Medusa, a witch from Death City. You have an interesting presence, would you mind if we talked a little?"
He didn't need to worry about her, darkness and insanity weren't that different and she had plenty of the later.
To touch his soul is to feel utter darkness, the kind soul wavelength that drew people to darkness by simply being in his presence.
It is his black coat that keeps it all hidden, protecting the world from 𝐓𝐫𝐮𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬.
“I am 𝐕𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐬.”
@DARKNESSR1VEN
She looks down at the young man, silent as she gauges him. She can feel the darkness, the insanity inside him. He's... interesting.
"What is your name, warrior?" she asked.
@NitenIchiry This sounded like a date and Musashi was smiling so brightly, Medusa gave it some thought.
"Have you ever gone dancing before?" she asked.
they'd shared before, and they stepped together like they were meant to be.
It was thrilling for her and she laughed, loving that he was here with her.
As his arm went around her, she didn't feel fear. Despite how they'd been on either side, he felt like a home she'd lost long ago. So she smiled, squeezed his hand and pulled him into their dance together.
There was music playing from somewhere, a faster beat then the waltz
An arm would snake around her waist as his hand would gently hold hers. There were feelings of nostalgia, catharsis and curiosity.
"Your lead, Medusa."
He said with a sly smile.
"Let us resonate within our shared madness."
After their kiss had been interrupted, she'd ended up back flipping over the balcony and the next time they'd seen each other... well, it had been a fight to the death. Her death.
She slid her one hand into his, her other on his shoulder.
"Yes, anything else is to boring," she
"We never did get to finish properly."
A dry chuckle escaped him. He was almost nostalgic over what would be a frightening memory to others.
"What's order without chaos? A void..."
"Why should you... not trust me? Well, it's good to be a little wary of others, just in case. Not everyone has your best intentions in mind... especially since we're witches."
"Well, I can wait with you for him if you'd like," she said, because it just... didn't feel right to leave a sister witch alone, especially one so young.
So she was all alone? My, how... interesting.
"Did he get lost somewhere?" she asked, returning her hand to her side, curious, "When was the last time you saw him?"