[Xemnas tugs his hood down with the opposite hand as the Keyblade flashes into view. The smile affixed to his face widens briefly. Turning his body to the side, his free hand next drifts to his pocket to retrieve his communicator. He will have to make his message quick. It is time, after all. The Superior loosely folds his fingers over Roxas' to grip the blade's hilt.]
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[Xemnas tugs his hood down with the opposite hand as the Keyblade flashes into view. The smile affixed to his face widens briefly. Turning his body to the side, his free hand next drifts to his pocket to retrieve his communicator. He will have to make his message quick. It is time, after all. The Superior loosely folds his fingers over Roxas' to grip the blade's hilt.]
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