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Who: Severus Snape and OPEN
Location: Near the coral reef
Time: February 1, early evening
Style: Prose
Status: OPEN

Severus Snape would be loath to admit it but he was curious - curious about the strange reef that he had come to realize he had to touch once in awhile or else he would suffer the side effects he had seen in others. The Potions Master had no desire to pass out or something of that sort so he dutifully made trips to the reef.

On this occasion, though, he was feeling restless. Examining the organism in the past had not revealed it to be anything more to him than a simple coral reef. Of course, he knew his senses were deceiving him on this front.

Adding to his sense of unrest was how little contact he had had with others. As much as he liked to pretend he was able to live without human contact it was something that all humans needed from time to time and he was no exception. He had found himself a comfortable loft to reside at but no real companions or associates. So now he found himself at the reef, his critical gaze mulling over it and his present situation.

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Snape wasn't alone in mulling over the coral, not too far away was a man with steel blue hair, wearing a hooded black leather coat which currently was open all the way so as to allow the man to sit down on his heels while studying the glowing creation before him.

Despite all Zexion had learned about what the coral was capable of, just what it was beyond coral, and how it got here and how it became to be capable of it's abilities... those answers remained out of reach and still very much a mystery to him.

It didn't take long for Severus to catch sight of Zexion out of the corner of his eye. The other man certainly did stand out with that blue hair - made him hard to miss. Another thing that made Zexion stand out was that he was looking at the coral in much the same way Severus had been. A like-minded inhabitant of this underwater prison? Perhaps.

"It is rather... perplexing, isn't it?" he commented, motioning to the reef in front of them.

"Quite." Zexion replied lifting his gaze up away from the coral before him to the man who'd spoken to him. "I've learned a little more about what it's capable of recently, but not how it's capable of doing it or... more importantly how it's capable of doing what it does." And really it was that last thing that he was most interested in, if he was going to attempt to reproduce a specific curse affect upon specific people.

Standing up properly, he crossed his arms loosely over his chest as he turned to actually face the man properly. "My name is Zexion. Might I ask yours?"

Manners, he has them.

"Severus Snape," the wizard clad in black replied. "It sounds as though our thoughts are the same. How and why? How does it do what it does and why? Why is it even here?"

Unlike most here, Severus could not leave well enough alone. He had to know the truth - living a lie or accepting the unbelievable were not things he could go along with.