Jack
```SOMETIME BEFORE HOLLOW BASTION```
John
"Weird place ta order delivery..." *A mountain of a man, with a cascade of brilliant blonde and cerulean blue hair falling from his uniform's Pizza del Cosmos hat, adjusted the brim as he hopped off his shimmering Keyblade. The rook-styled weapon vanished in twinkling sparkles as he landed on the lip that overlooked the town. Brad checked his Gummiphone, one large Pepperoni on his free hand.* "On top of the clock tower... Well, I ain't see anywhere else."

*Casting a wayward glance around, Brad searched for his delivery recipient.* "Hello? Pizza del Cosmos? Pepperoni fer..." *Brad grunted, having already forgotten the name.* "Geez. Shoulda asked." *He furrowed his brow.* "Not like there's many places to hide in, up 'ere."
Ricky
We might need to void this, depending if Brad survives the event beforehand
Theresa
*Zavius seems to appear, as he announces himself to Brad.*
"Ah, hello! Do you happen to have my food I ordered earlier. It should be a pizza."
*Zavius appears as a young boy of sorts, somewhat in his teenage years. He wears casual clothing.*
John
*Brad blinked in surprise. Okay, he knew he'd been lead out here to deliver. But he had expected it to be a trick. Annoying teenagers, or some otherworldly villain bringing him out to the sticks to jump him with an army of Heartless. Not that Brad didn't want that- he very much would love to get tangled up in the machinations of great evil (still without trauma), but he had pizzas to deliver. A small business like his doesn't run itself!*

*But he hardly expected a genuine customer to greet him. And especially not one so... Small. Still, even positioned several hundred feet above the town below, he greeted the newcomer with a smile.* "Hey, glad I could find ya. Ain't exactly a normal place to deliver." *The cliff-like man laughed, walking closer to meet him. For once, his ailing memory aided him, and he recalled something useful.*

"Zavius, right? One large Pepperoni, nice n' hot?" *Brad extended the box towards his customer.* "'Ere ya go!"
Theresa
"Oh yes. Thankyou very much."
*He takes the pizza and puts it down beside himself momentarily.*
"Oh, well, about this place, you see, its one of the few places where I can go to be myself and no one will judge me for being me. I never tell my parents I am out here, but perhaps that is for the best for now. How has your pizza delivering journey been going?"
John
*Brad quirked a brow at the boy, a bit surprised at the boy's words. He listened as Zavius spoke, pondering. Parents, huh? Felt like an awful risk for a kid this young to be somewhere like this all by himself. For no one to even know he was here? But... Brad thought back to Furo, and remembered that not everyone had the best relationship with their blood relatives.*

*Still, Brad definitely felt bad about leaving a minor unattended, so he chose to linger.* "Oh, y'know. Runnin' a small business is hard work. Deliverin' pizza across the worlds ain't a cakewalk!" *He laughed, hopeful that his chosen slogan was vague enough to not arouse suspicion. It was just space-themed pizza! Yeah!* "Hard to find time to hit the gym when yer so busy, though." *Brad sadly flexed a basketball-sized bicep.*

"Does... Anyone else know yer up 'ere, kid?" *He asked after a pause, azure eyes looking to the sunset before them.*
Theresa
*Zavius answers the question while looking at Brad.*
"Um, well, I do have a friend who knows, but he never really hangs out with me up here. He does his own thing, kind of how I do my own thing."
John
*Not talktative, eh? That was fine. If there was one thing Brad could do, it was talk.* "Well, that's good! At least someone's lookin' out fer ya." *He said, stretching his arms over his head.* "S'never good ta feel lika ya don't have anyone in this world. Even if yer walkin' separate paths... There's somethin' that connects ya."

*There was a beat of silence, then he burst out into laughter.* "I'm glad ya said that, too! I'd feel responsible if I let a kid like ya roam around unsupervised." *He chuckled, giving Zavius a sideways smile.*
Theresa
"Oh oh, now your sounding like a adult. Who even are you again to tell me such things?"
*He says a bit specticle of the other person as he decides to eat some pizza, taking one slice out to start munching on, keeping his focus on the pizza while eating and talking.*
John
*Brad gave Zavius a sidelong glance.* "C'mon. Some pretty boy hanging out on a clock tower to get away from his parents? I'm jus' doin' my due diligence *As* An adult!" *He puffed out his (equally massive) chest as he spoke.* "Th' name's Bradamante. Bradamante Charlemagne du Chaesbaergar-Wythfrais, tha third, esquire." *His azure eyes glimmered, as if slipping into something comfortable again.*

"Vagabond warrior of light. Hometown Regional Eating Champ. And deliverer of the most delicious pizzas!" *He beamed with pride, gazing more directly at Zavius this time.* "Which, speakin' of, how's it taste?"