Freda
Jeanne stood at the balcony of the clock tower, looking over Twilight Town. She just took it all in, the scenery was beautiful from this angle, especially with the sunset casting the sky in an orange color. Jeanne loved this town... And now she was going to leave it, to travel to other worlds in search of her mother. She would miss this place, with its people, it's culture, it's food. She would miss everything, especially her family...

Maybe she should get some sea salt ice cream before going off on her own... One last memento of the town before she left
Theresa
*Zavius returned to a familiar sight. The clock tower overview of twilight town. He had not been here for roughly three years. Yet somehow someway there was another person here. It made him curious as he sneaked on over to stand a few feet away from the girl at one side of the view. He then announced his presence.*
"Well, what do we have here? I don't recall seeing others come here before."
Freda
She turned to look at Zavius, not expecting someone else to be here. "Oh! Goodness gracious! You startled me..." She put her hand to her chest, shaking her head. "What brings you up here? Aside from the view?" Jeanne was still surprised to see someone else up here
Theresa
"Hmm, just thought I'd take one more good look before leaving forever."
*He seems to lean on the tower with his back, as he looks across twilight town. He has a bit of a smile, a satisfied smile, someone who has accepted the facts and moved on kind of attitude. He knew destiny called him elsewhere, he just did not know where exactly just yet. The people who he met so far seemed to help him out greatly. Yet he then seems to think about the last time he was up here, but he doesn't remember the contact information for that pizza man, too much time had already passed.*
Freda
"Oh... You too, huh? I'm not leaving forever though... Just, going away for a long time"
Jeanne leaned stared back at Twilight Town, a wistful expression on her face. While Zavius had moved on, Jeanne hasn't, as she was going out on her own to find her mother... Who had already been missing for seven years. Logic told her that she was probably dead... But Jeanne had hope that she would still find some closer in finding her mother...
"I was... Planning on getting some sea salt ice cream before going..."
Theresa
*He seems to listen to the girl for a bit, before catching on to that last part about ice cream and he ends up looking at her with a curious eyebrow rasied expression.*
"Sea Salt Ice cream?"
Freda
"Yeah, yknow, as a final memento before I leave, maybe I'll get the winning stick. Maybe not... But I just wanna enjoy this town's specialty before I leave"
Jeanne let out a sigh, it was very obvious that she was really going to miss this place. Sure she wanted to go on this adventure, but it didn't mean that leaving for so long will *Sting*, not to mention she's doing it against the wishes of her family. As much as she'd like to... The best she can do for a goodbye is leaving a letter
Theresa
"So, I never had that sort of food before. But I also don't really have much in money. Do you know how much it costs to get one? I might be interested, if there is some sort of winning stick involved."
*He seems to give a bit of a grin.*
Freda
"It's not a lot, I can afford plenty in fact, so I suppose I have you covered"
There was just the *Tiniest* Bit of smugness in her voice, but again, it wasn't *That* Much. Still, there were a few questions bouncing around in Jeanne's head, for one...
"Where do you plan on going? You said you were leaving right?"
Theresa
"Well yes, that is correct. I plan on going into the vast unknown, in search of a place to start my own personal journey. I want to become a hero in a sense but in order to do that I need to leave the comfort of civilization in a sense."
Freda
"Oh, well, my plan is a lot more... Personal. I'm going out to find my mother... Or at the very least get some closure on her disappearance. She's been gone for seven years, and I know she's not in this world, she's an adventurer..." Jeanne fiddled with something in her pocket... She did not look too happy thinking about how long her mother had been gone
Theresa
"My parents got killed I think. I haven't seen them in a bit, not since the incident with my home turning into a living nightmare. Ever since then I have been on my own, doing my own thing, going wherever. Its interesting to say the least, your the third person I have talked to so far."
Freda
"I'm... Sorry to hear that..."
Jeanne was quiet for a moment. She really didn't know what else to say, because that got awkward for her really fast. It took a moment for her to think of something else to say... But then something hit her
"Oh, I have a question... Do you know about a type of weapon that's shaped like a key?"
Theresa
"Well yes, why do you ask."
*He says as he looks at her, in a questioning manner.*
Freda
"Well... My mother had one, though she told me there were others that had the same type of weapon she had... I think it was called a... Keyblade?"
She twiddled her thumbs, blankly staring at them
"She stated that the Keyblade was a weapon to be used against the darkness, which is what took her world... I think she said in her notes that were monsters called... Heartless, that spawned from the darkness? I believe she told me they all had something In common, that being an oddly shaped emblem, like a heart but with a thorny X through it... Ever heard of them?"
Theresa
*He seems to have a moment thinking a bit. Wait, her mother was a keyblade wielder. Then why did she disappear like the girl said she did. It was a mystery to say the least. Though he decided to humor the girl.*
"Well, I think your correct in assuming that a Keyblade is a weapon but I don't think it is primary used against one particular foe but more like just something unique in a way. Thats how I always thought about it. I think I met someone who had one three years ago, his name was Brad. Though he was a pizza delivery person who used it as a form of transportation. I personally also have such a weapon but I am fairly new with it. Though your wrong about the shape."
Freda
"Really? Using a Keyblade for transportation? To... Deliver *Pizza?*" Jeanne was quite honestly astonished by this revelation. Though it did get her thinking, Keyblades are clearly for more than just combating darkness... Though there was another question I her mind
"What do you mean I'm wrong about the shape, it's called a Keyblade, isn't it?"