The deck lay there on the table. two seats were there one filled with a nervous looking guy, another with luxord. four cards were lying on the table, two in each of the peoples hands"royal flush"luxord said"you lose". Two heartless spawned from the floor, stealing the mans heart.in place was a nobody"perfect"luxord laughed as he stared around"whos next?"
Namine watched silently as Luxord did his "recruiting". The nobody the man had been turned into was very weak. Judging by it's twitching, it was just one more dusk to add to the constantly growing army. 'Not that it matters', she reminded herself, 'I'm just as much of an empty shell as they are.' Frowning, Namine turned her back on the twisted game of poker and started to draw something – anything – to take her mind off of it.
Mon Oct 08, 2007 1:15 pm
