[It's not Saïx, unfortunately. While not even Xehanort himself can deny that he's just as familiar as Xigbar with Radiant Garden there are certain... corrupting elements to it, for a pawn that's so recently been brought into alignment. And the last thing any of them need is to lose a piece at so critical a stage of the game. So Xigbar it is, and really he doesn't mind. Mostly because it lets him satisfy the urge to eavesdrop while still being useful to The Cause.
That said, wherever he's holed himself up, he's not doing anything to call attention to himself - it's only his voice that drifts down to Lea.
(It's coming from somewhere off to Lea's left, but there's no guarantee that this where Xigbar is and no guarantee that he'll still be there when Lea gets to about where it sounds like it's coming from.)]
[Xigbar. Of course it's Xigbar. They wouldn't send Isa here, would they. They knew Lea would be too much of an influence on him. Maybe even encourage him to reject the shard of Xehanort's heart that was stuck inside of him. Great, now he has the Freeshooter to deal with.
Lea ducks behind the wall, putting him out of the immediate direction of the voice. The last thing he needed was to be shot at by someone he couldn't even see in the dark.]
Oh, I don't know. Old time's sake? I get it...you're sore because I didn't grow up to fit into the family business like you wanted. What can I say? Haven't I always been the black sheep?
[For now, at least, Xigbar has no real desire to take potshots at Lea. Or at least, not the kind of potshots that involve Lea actually getting shot at. The more verbal sort... those have ever been part and parcel of Xigbar's conversational repertoire, and just because they have yet to come up doesn't mean that they won't.
(It does, of course, depend on the way the conversation should turn, but that's nothing really out of the ordinary.)]
As if. It's one of the advantages to having stuck with it, see? Can't be sore without a heart, and the bossman hasn't got any need for anyone that can't keep up.
[Sure, it's a bit of a hassle, but it's not like they haven't managed without Lea.]
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Date: 2015-07-27 09:24 pm (UTC)That said, wherever he's holed himself up, he's not doing anything to call attention to himself - it's only his voice that drifts down to Lea.
(It's coming from somewhere off to Lea's left, but there's no guarantee that this where Xigbar is and no guarantee that he'll still be there when Lea gets to about where it sounds like it's coming from.)]
Now why would I go and do a thing like that?
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Date: 2015-07-28 03:33 am (UTC)Lea ducks behind the wall, putting him out of the immediate direction of the voice. The last thing he needed was to be shot at by someone he couldn't even see in the dark.]
Oh, I don't know. Old time's sake? I get it...you're sore because I didn't grow up to fit into the family business like you wanted. What can I say? Haven't I always been the black sheep?
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Date: 2015-08-04 09:20 pm (UTC)(It does, of course, depend on the way the conversation should turn, but that's nothing really out of the ordinary.)]
As if. It's one of the advantages to having stuck with it, see? Can't be sore without a heart, and the bossman hasn't got any need for anyone that can't keep up.
[Sure, it's a bit of a hassle, but it's not like they haven't managed without Lea.]