{Bobbi, Demyx,Zell,Red XIII, Yuffie .:. Louis's Heart .:. Station of Awakening}
Bobbi found herself laughing—laughing, true, genuine joy bubbling up from her diaphragm and ringing around the field. Noelle’s return, Nick on their side and playing music that could only be described as "not her taste," and everyone, everyone slamming the Darkness directly in it’s ugly mug. Oh, yes, Bobbi was happy. Ecstatic even.
"Hey, Nickerdoodle, ya got anything good?" she taunted, while simultaneously sending a wordless burst of love and joy Noelle’s way over the charms. "Like… I dunno, you seen Gundam 00? There’s a song. It’s called Fight. Gimme that!"
As she teased, Bobbi flitted about in the air, marveling at zero-gravity movement that didn’t set off her fear of falling. A little thought in the back of her head told her she was okay with this because she was in control, rather than at the whim of gravity. But her conscious thoughts didn’t bother wondering; her conscious thoughts were busy dodging. Though, granted, the pearlescent darkness beams seemed to be more of a nuisance than anything, she still tried not to get hit.
And then she happened to turn just enough to see the manifestation of Kyla’s spell.
She remembered how devastating it was when turned on them.
She grinned.
She dismissed Taulmaril and held her hands apart, palms facing. Between them she manifested a crystalline spike that soon grew to a size where she could no longer hold it in her hands. The spell stopped expanding after it was larger even than she was, and with a shout, Bobbi hurtled the enormous icicle towards Unitas. As her ice was absorbed in Kyla’s spell, the branches split into fractals, from which a dozen smaller chunks of ice would shoot, homing in on the Darkside.
She let herself drop, then, to dodge another of those dark spirals, and the instant her stomach started to rebel she changed direction, rocketing towards the Darkside once again. She aimed for it’s face, zigging and zagging to avoid being hit, and halted right before it’s eyes.
"Boo."
In both hands Bobbi held her Ice Spike spell, formed not into the typical spiked sphere, but into thick, sharp blades over her knuckles. She brought both fists around in twin powerful punches, sinking the icy blades into those baleful yellow eyes before rocketing away again.
Demyx was heartened—and fully cognizant of the irony of that phrase—when their attacks seemed to actually be damaging the beast. Not only that, but it was scared! Of them! Demyx didn't understand it; this creature that had been so powerful, so threatening, was now terrified of them. And this only told the Nobody that they were winning. Suddenly Demyx wished that he could do more to help, and that thought made him pause for a moment—but no more than a beat of his nonexistent heart.
His playing on Arpeggio grew more vigorous, and the Melodious Nocturne summoned another jet of water to hit the beast as hard as he could. He paused for a beat, playing for all he was worth in order to fuel his next attack with extra power. He hit with a Splash, slamming a highly pressurize sphere of water into the Darkside's ribs—or what passed for ribs on this thing.
Zell whooped on seeing the effects of their combined attacks on the Darkside, and once again flew in for some close-ranged combat. His fists repeatedly battered the creature before he moved on, dodging the odd spiraling darkness attack. The monk made a pass by the creature's enormous face, and he spun, kicking as hard as he could at the thing's jaw. He used the force of the blow to let himself rocket backwards, then changed course and swooped around to the monster's neck where he proceeded to beat every inch of it that he could reach.
Nanaki once again sent a blast of fire the creature's way, aiming for the wounded eye, though this time he kept his distance rather than closing in. He would be at least a week clearing the Darkside's foul taste from his mouth, and wasn't about to repeat the experience if he didn't have to. Still, he flew around the field, zigging and zagging and otherwise performing aerial acrobatics in order to avoid being hit by anything the monstrosity sent their way. He cast two more Firaga spells, one for the thing's chest, the other for its neck.
Yuffie's shuriken was still charged by her previous spell, and she wasn't about to waste the opportunity to do some damage to this thing. She still hovered above the creature, the light-enshrouded station below her looking much farther away than she thought it had any right to. She hadn't fully realized how big this thing was, even with most of their party not being much larger than half of it's face.
Still, the Great Ninja was not deterred. She braced herself for a moment, then blurred downwards, moving at such a speed that even she was amazed. As she passed the Darkside, she lashed out with her shuriken, striking a mighty blow with the enchanted weapon. After passing, she turned and threw her shuriken with all her might, the quad-pointed blade spinning rapidly and slashing into the beast again. With a thought, the weapon returned, and she repeated the attack.
Bobbi used Scatter Spray Blizzaga and Ice Spike x2 Combo! Demyx used Water Spout and a +1 Charge Splash! Zell used Rapid Punch, Roundhouse Kick, and continued to punch things really hard! Nanaki used Firaga x3! Yuffie had left-over Fuma Fatale from her previous post, and now uses Greased Lightning followed by throwing things and a Ninja's Call just to throw things again!
Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2016 6:31 pm
{James ; Auron ; Leon : Station of Awakening}
The corsair felt good, great even. They were finally giving to the creature as good as they had gotten, if not more so. He noted Mizu’s elation, and felt the same. Noelle had returned as had Nich with an apparent change of occupation. Judging by the music that emanated from his bucklers? Things were making even less sense now, but that was all beside the point… Hovering right at the head of the massive Darkside Heartless, James took the dark flames head on. The searing heat of the attack while noticeable, wasn’t really painful. Their enemy had clearly lost a great deal of it’s strength in it’s contained form. The corsair watched as the Darkside’s face stretched and contorted, opening to reveal a mouth of sharp teeth as it let let loose a deafening roar.
All hell broke loose as dozens of corridors opened up unleashing beams of negative energy that homed in on them. On top of that, countless smaller projectiles blasted all around them trying to hit them with all that they had. The large beams were a bit painful when they hit, the smaller ones were as well, but they were easier to dodge, and thus he fought on. The corsair did his best to avoid the projectiles while he could and focused once again on the main target.
He noted the massive winged tree of light that had manifested and grinned. He remembered the tree all too well and knew exactly what to contribute to it. Once more he charged energy into his hexagun, powering it to the max before unleashing another Lunar Barrage of twelve Light powered shots into the tree, adding more branch like glyphs to it. He then proceeded to focus more Light energy into the palm of his left hand, willing it’s form into a massive sphere of Light. When the sphere was sufficiently charged with energy he lobbed it at the Darkside, with what could only be called a vindictive grin. Upon impact, the Holy Hand Grenado would explode in a nigh blinding flare of Light Elemental power.
Auron barely even felt the dark flames as they licked at his body and coat. They were not enough to dissuade him from continuing his assault upon the massive Darkside. the beams, a bit more troublesome. They hurt a bit more, but the Unsent Samurai was strong, he persevered. The few that hit him didn’t really slow him down either. He did his best to avoid the countless other random projectiles. Those that hit he endured though even as he attacked. Auron moved adeptly around the massive heartless, striking four time as he flew by hoping to damage primarily it’s arms and torso.
Leon felt the flames lick at him, causing him to habitually fall back a bit despite the flames not doing very much damage at all. He blocked the blasts and projectiles as best he could, though he did get hit a few times when there were just too many coming at him to dodge. The larger ones hurt a fair bit, the smalls ones cumulatively were also damaging but he fought on. The monstrosity’s strength was waning more and more, that much was certain. Leon pulled back a bit more to observe the field, taking note of the large tree of light that Kyla had manifested and observed as the others fired various projectile attacks into it. The gunblader followed suit unleashing two Fira spells into the circular glyphs, adding to it’s destructive power. He then followed up with two more powerful attacks to the Darkside’s chest.
Somewhere in the distant back of his mind, he recognized that Noelle was with them again, that people were making comments, making jokes and having fun.
He wasn't in the mood to join in though. Partially because the fight wasn't over yet. Partially because he was still raging.
The explosion of dark flames sent him flying back, but he was already flying back at the creature, the burns inconsequential in his mind. The roar and sudden beams of dark energy, though, that was less inconsequential.
He started flying around, dodging his own beam while also trying to stay out of the way of the beams of others. Now his mind was trying to calculate how to hit the thing while working around the beams. He would've panicked when the rain of projectiles began, if he hadn't been running off of his berserk. Instead he started dodging them, noting the pattern, carefully calculating. This kind of thing was his kind of playground, thanks to friends and certain video games.
With a roar, the male ducked and dodged, swam and flew, bobbed and weaved through the lasers and the rain of projectiles, swinging his axes at the Darkness' face, letting the blades cleave through.
Basically just four attacks, nothing super fancy beyond bravery, his berserk, and deliciously hasted 4 actions.
Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2016 12:38 pm
[Noelle ~ Station of Awakening]
Noelle smiled at her teammates as some of them hailed her presence--they must have been aware that she was gone. For how long and through what she wouldn't know until she asked, but it was good to be back with them. What was even better was that Nick was with them, the real Nick, dressed like a huge nerd and everything. She owed everyone a big hug after this was over.
The Darkside's first fiery retaliatory attack didn't reach far back enough to hit Noelle or Nick, but what came next seemed to be striking without discrimination. As the portals opened around them and whips of black came forth, Noelle formed a crystalline barrier around herself and Nick just in time to deflect the next barrage of onyx threatening to take them down. She looked over her shoulder at their newest team member and grinned.
"So a bard, huh? I'll keep you covered as long as you keep playing. But Bobbi's right, you need a better jam." She teased, "OH, OH, play the Lego Movie song! . . . I'm only half kidding."
The Garden Witch released herself from her barrier and dashed forward with the others, weaving in and out of the dark portals spilling attacks from their bowels. As she drew nearer, her crystalline sai flourished in her hands, seeming to charge with energy before she turned both arms and released the weapons, each one spinning with deadly force toward the Darkside's face. No sooner had her sai left her hands was she materializing a vine whip spiked at the tip with razor sharp thorns, and using this to lash at the Darkside's torso and arms.
[ Kyle, Sora, Riku, Amy, Matthew, Jenny, John, Sayrike : Louis’ Heart : Station of Awakening ]
Kyle had been just at the edge of the first blast, so he'd managed to back up in time easily enough. After that, it was just a matter of watching and weaving, which came easily enough when you were in control of time itself.
The Tree was up again, but Kyle hesitated, unsure if he should bother. The sheer overwhelming power was great, but the energy had to come from somewhere, and Kyla hadn't exactly seemed too well after her last attempt. He figured it was probably best if only so many of them contributed.
Amy held no such compunction, and with a wild grin, unleashed her Light-imbued Trigger Happy into the tree, firing off bullets so fast it was impossible for anyone to count. The tree grew in size exponentially, small circles of white light bursting outward with every individual bullets; fortunately, they were such small mana expenditures that the overall cost would have been barely noticeable.
Jenny's rain of comets caused a similar explosion in growth, lavender runes of energy spreading out this way and that, but they were also noticeably more expensive--not a terrible drain, but heavier for sure.
Sora, meanwhile, decided it best to continue weaving through the onslaught, assaulting and cutting where he could with his blade.Riku shared the mindset, and the two worked in tandem like mirrored doppelgangers, attacking separate flanks or ripping spiral uppercuts.
John, knocked back but still close due to his hardy nature, simply continued doing what he did best: bashing the creature with bone-breaking, dent-making blows of his maul.
Sayrike had to bring her mirrors back to her after the blast, and when the storm of darkness broke down upon them, she used them to shield various people whenever the blasts got too close. The great mirrors flew to and fro, blocking someone for as long as needed before rushing off to the next target. She, meanwhile, continued to flit about herself, keeping away from the hellfire.
Matthew flew backward from his spot, pushed back by the blast, and began to weave around before figuring out what to throw into the Tree. Charging up the magic he'd learned from Jon, he let out a single, devastating Flare. Though it only added one circle, the glyph was massive, and the drain was immediately noticeable for Kyla.
Yeah, probably best not to add to that debacle.
Instead, he began to pool magic into his right hand, readying up the most instinctive light spell he could. With his amplified speed, he had enough time and focus to charge it immensely, and with his amplified strength, it would be devastating.
Twisting around one of the flying projectiles, he unleashed a Light Firaga so empowered that when it fully manifest it looked like a blazing white star more than double the size of his own head. It soared into the beast's face, exploding with a deep, concussive boom.
[[ Amy used Trigger Happy x 5, adding ###?!?! bullets to Arbor de Unitas.
Jenny used Comet Rain x 3, adding roughly 9 Comets to AdU.
John, Sora, and Riku used Unadulterated Violence.
Sayrike used Guard people just in case.
Mathy used Flare, adding an amped-to-MAG-16 blast to AdU.
Kyle used Light Firagagagaga, nuking with an amped-to-MAG-45 boomblast. ]]
Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2016 7:11 pm
[Dawn : Louis' Heart : Station of Awakening]
Dawn almost stopped dancing to stare at Noelle, who seemed to return out of thin air.
"Hey, where did you come from? We missed you!" the dancer called to the blond.
Then Nick started to blare his music, Dawn could feel her eyebrow twitch. However, she didn't have time to make a remark to him. She quickly used her high jump to move through the air, while keeping her body in motion (air dancing). Though she was graceful, she did get clipped by a missele or two. However she didn't seem too worried about that.While in the air, the dancer resummoned her fans. In a sweeping motion, she summoned Blades of Wind at the Darkside.
The Aeromancer continued to dance in the air as she did a back flip in the air near Nick, where she continued her dance.
"I have to say I cast my vote with Bobbi and Noelle. I need a better tune to dance to," she said with a playful grin to Nicholas, "If you are taking requests. I put my vote in with Noelle's request for the Lego song or Evacuate the Dance Floor.. Please and thank you."
[[OoC recap:
Air dancing/dodging Blades of Wind at Darkside more haste dancing]]
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Posted: Sun Sep 04, 2016 4:41 am
[DJ Nicholas <> Louis' Heart <> Station of Awakening]
Nicholas continued his song, until a voice rang out and immediately caught him off guard. ...Nickerdoodles? Really? he mused, as the female archer called out for a song change. Then Noelle appeared, protecting him from the barrage of sudden onslaught. Her teasing had him raising a brow, but before he could comment on her not-battle-appropriate music choice, she was gone again, and he could only sigh in resignation.
Then the dancer showed up.
Requesting a music change.
"Are you FREAKING KIDDING ME!?" Nicholas bellowed out in pure frustration. "Do I look like some DJ running some all-request lunch hour?! REALLY!? Fine, you want a music change. I'll give you a damn music change. Let's get all kinds of pumped up, damn stupid rackin' frackin'..." He cursed under his breath, attempting to cycle through the music library in his head to find a more 'fitting' song.
He eyed the looming Darkside as he hovered, watching for what felt like an eternity before grinning from ear to ear. "To all who requested a new song, kiss my a**! I play what I want, but at least I'll follow some some of a protocol on appropriate music choices for battle!" He yelled, before drawing his hands out, pantomiming playing a violin before, in his opinion, the perfect music for fighting a giant Darkside.
The party would notice that Protect was fading away, but was replaced quickly by Shell!
"Now, would you kindly murder the ever-loving hell out of that piece of s**t!?"
Posted: Thu Sep 08, 2016 4:38 pm
[Dani :~: Louis' Heart :~: Station of Awakening]
“Aw, “ Dani commented as she wiped the dark flames off of herself. “And here I was starting to feel glorious.” She could barely feel the damage that had been done to her as she looked at everyone with her red eyes. “I do feel like I need some moon in my life Nich if that makes you feel better.”
With that Dani began to charge her chakram with magic and after the magic sequence was applied, she was launched the chakram, surprising herself at how light it was for her to throw it. After the sequence to lower some stats she took some time to look around before she waved at Noelle.
“Yay!” Dani smiled at the nature wielding earthling, “Senpai is back! I missed my buddy.” With that she focused again putting her hands together charging once again for an attack. After the charge was finished she put her hands together to make a finger gun before nine giant water bullets came out of her fingers directly going for the body of the entity. As the bullets flew she moved to above the head before diving down once again water colliding with Darkness. She did the best that she could to avoid the beams that might be coming after her.
At the same time as she moved, poison magic surged through her blade and attempted to make contact. As quick as she could move, she moved away this time floating next to Noelle prepared to back her up.
[[Authors note: Debilitate used: Charged for an action to have a chance to cause both Deprotect and Deshell Aquarok: charged for two actions to fire nine “bullets” at darkness Grand Fall used! Wither used: Has a change to Sap the opponent ]]
It was like heavy lifting, tension building in the limbs, coiling- like some spring, yet binding tighter like a restraint that ran through her body coming from the root of her core where her mana flowed. The burden and fuel of her comrades applied attacks made the tree massive. As a drip of sweat slipped down her neck- she let out a satisfying sigh as she simply – let go.
SNAP.
Like a string. The arrow was lose- the many- many MANY arrows, bullet, jets of light like an outpour in a rain cloud, the artist loosed the tree’s branches and they hailed upwards at the darkness’s face like reverse rain. It felt good to let it go though, she felt the weight on her nerves lessen, and it was one heck of a light show.
Kyla felt the protect leave around the same time Shell took its place- good thing, saved her a motion, as the artist grounded herself, a familiar red head dashed forward in the wake of the blasted chaos to join Riku and Sora in the up close and personal approach. Like the hail of light heralded his arrival he soared over head with a holler and began a living buzz saw slicing motion of attacks:up -down, right -left, which way across the enemies face assuming there was anything he could reach that would be left.
Hovering aloft Kyla was already working on her next move- thing would either begin to crumble or shift and she wasn't going to be caught off gaurd hopefully. This hit would change the fight, or it was about to get worse- because fi there was ONE thing this place taught her well, that enemies got their worst- as they approached their end.
"Oh yeah, why not, everyone go for the face." Joe quipped as he weaved around the portals "Villain's being the fops that they are, I'm sure hell's got a great plastic surgeon."
After everything they had been through tonight, Joe felt really good just taking every ounce of pent up frustration on an anthropomorphic personification of hatred and evil. He felt like he was truly bonding with everyone else through a shared commitment to unadulterated violence.
As he weaved back in close to the creature, he briefly stopped weaving and brought up an orb of reflective magic around him. The beams were quickly absorbed into the spell and it exploded outward, the blast of celestial energy ripping into the creature's torso.
Quickly, he propelled himself upward until he was directly above the creature's scalp. He took a moment to focus, thoughts turning briefly inward.
'You know, I've got some thinking to do after this is over. Might not be able to do things like this as much.' 'And what does that mean for the moment?' 'I'm going to enjoy this while it lasts.'
With that, he moved, slicing the space directly above the creature's head. a thin amethyst line in the air stayed still for a moment, before violently opening up, the portal raining a swarm of meteors down onto the creature's scalp.
The Darkness was full of sound and fury, but inevitably its rage amounted to nothing.
Ice and water tore at its broken shadowflesh as flesh, flame, and steel assaulted its form. An explosion of light blasted its chest as two long blades ripped this way and that, and the furious wielder of dual axes tore at its face once more. As crystal sai and thorn lash seared its dark body, other fighters joined the fray, two keyblades and a maul ravaging where they could.
The villain roared in aimless distress, swinging and contorting, doing whatever it could to keep the enemies off it, but on they flew, on they struck. A cataclysmic explosion of radiance nearly destroyed its upper body outright, and though it rapidly tried to reform, the other attacks pressed on, gave no quarter. Razorwind gales sliced its malignant muscle as water and chakram tore away at its defenses, sapping it of strength of resilience.
The beast was so visibly frail now, its body held up by little more than streams of black mist trying desperately to reconnect its various parts. But there would be no pause or salvation. The tree ignited, the sky torn open, and yet more fiery assaults tore it apart, the entire sight being consumed by an eruption of raw magical energy that blinded everyone, stopping them in their tracks.
When their sight returned, all that was left was a shadow of the shadow. Black dust broke apart from its form, deteriorating, disintegrating, and its golden eyes seemed dull, shrunken, lost.
“You...”
It tried to reach forward, to touch the massive surge of light that still poured down from the heavens. As its feeble hand neared the brilliant column, however, it simply came undone, unable to handle the light. But the unraveling didn't stop.
“This... is not over...”
Its arm entirely lost to mist, the rest of its body began to decompose, like a spreading wave of erasure.
“They... shall... finish...”
Its body gone, its head decaying, the eyes finally seemed to twinkle out, leaving little more than a ghostly echo.
“You... traitor...”
With its presence gone, silence filled the air, more somber than they might have understood. They had won, but the sense of victory had not yet come upon them—a hesitation in the air, in their hearts. What now? Shouldn't they be... leaving, somehow?
The pearlescent column was still burning.
Without warning, the native heroes of this universe all seemed to fade away, their bodies unraveling into golden dust that rose into the celestial light, leaving only the Earthlings to remain.
Except.
“It...isn't...over...yet.”
The two-toned voice struggled behind them, but while they might have jumped to defend themselves, both voices were immediately recognizable: Ajora's (a duplicate of Kyle's)... and the same voice they'd heard from the Cornerstone. The voice that they'd awoken, and the voice that had saved them just as they'd saved it.
On turning around, they would see him standing in the center of the station, looking haggard and weighed down by some invisible—or perhaps shining—pressure. His eyes were flickering between standard with brown irises and pure, shimmering white, and his body seemed to be fading in and out of existence, as if it was fighting just to remain manifest. His shoulders were tilted, the right side held upright and the left drooped as if in shambles; his right hand was tightly clenching at the fabric of his shirt just over his chest, as if trying to squeeze his own heart. His skin was glowing with rainbow circuitry, magic overpowering every inch of his form.
“It...hides,” they said, face contorting, though whether in pain or rage was impossible to discern. Magic seemed to pour into his left hand as an iridescent sphere, his fingers tightly curled around it; the voices thus grew more intense. “Youmust...ripitout...bytheroot!”
As they spoke the last word, he lifted the magic high, only to slam it down into the station itself, causing a deep pulse of power to radiate outward, passing by each of them and sending the hairs on their neck standing. The massive station began to shake, and even the atmosphere itself wracked with turbulence as the power surged deep into the mosaic column—
—only to slowly cease as the center of the mosaic began to crack in a spiral pattern, opening downward like a wormhole into a seemingly-bottomless chasm. Within, they would see flickers of starlight along a downward path—glimmers they would immediately recognize as the broken chains of memory that had shattered above them and rained down throughout the battle. Pieces of Louis' heart, broken and incomplete as they were, that would light their flight path down into the core.
The entity stared around, looking at each of them with Ajora's face contorted into righteous determination.
“Only...you...,” it spoke, and the voice carried with it power that resonated with the radiance pulsing through their veins, “can...free...them. Go!”
[[ This is a brief moment to catch your breath before the final bit. If you have nothing to add besides 'my character flew in', that's fine, you can just let me know and I'll move on. ]]
They paused but for a breath, some looking confused or concerned by the man’s words—and then Nicholas, more determined than ever, dove first into the opening. Noelle followed shortly behind, chasing him as much as the darkness, and from there, they all trailed in rapid succession, flying into the depths of Louis’ heart. It was a well of shadow and starlight that seemed to go on for miles and miles, even as they soared at breakneck speeds further in. Yet no sooner had they breached the portal than a ear-piercing roar rose from the depths, filled with rage and frustration.
“NO! THIS HEART IS MINE! MINE!”
They could see a small glimmer of indigo, a flicker of light, before a massive beam of dark energy rushed up toward them, easily wide enough to strike the main body of the party if they didn’t scatter. Even without being struck, its occult bass seemed to disrupt magic they had cast; any enchantments maintained were dispelled, whether by interruption or darker means. This did not, however, include the power of light still coursing through their veins, still making them glow like stars of pearl and rainbow.
Following the beam, dozens and dozens small, flying Heartless rose from the depths and the shadows surrounding them, looking like black teardrops with bat wings. They weaved and soared between the party, occasionally scraping their bodies if allowed. Every so often, though, a handful would split off from the swarm, spread out, and fire thin, brilliant lasers of purple light, brimming with dark power. They spun in patterns as they sought to harm, their shadow-light beams homing in with ease on specific targets.
More and more of these creatures seemed to appear, blocking the path, doing what they could to stop the fighters in their swift descent, closing in like moths to their brilliant flames. They were easy enough to fell, slain with but one or two quick attacks, but there were so many.
As if to ensure the invaders’ demise, the many portals began to open up again, unleashing targeted onyx beams and spiraling malevolent blasts, even as they plunged at jet-like speeds. The trial was a constant obstacle course filled with enemies and magic that would destroy them if given the slightest advantage—and just one or two errors could start a chain reaction from the likes of which they might not recover.
But the light still surged their forms and lifted their hearts, and it still urged them forth.
“YOU SHALL NOT STOP THIS! FALL! SUBMIT! DIE!”
[[ See here for an example of what this “drop”/“dive” looks like.
As for the buffs, basically any player-cast buffs got removed, but the large set of buffs that you got when you revived are still present!]]
The berserker spun through the air, flying through the 'passage' with ease, though concern still ran through him. The fact that this still hadn't finished...what in the world was waiting for them at the end?
The attacks started flooding at the group once again, and Joseph swam between them, easily catching the pattern of them and constantly moving to make it as trivial as possible.
The Heartless, on the other hand, made things more annoying.
Suddenly there were bubbles. Scores upon scores of bubbles being shot out from Joseph, flying all around him and aiming for the heartless, the barrage of bubbles exploding on impact with an enemy(and harmlessly popping like a soap bubble on contact with an ally, without that pesky 'soap film' feeling left behind).
Posted: Sat Sep 17, 2016 12:52 pm
{Bobbi .:. Drop}
As the party was attacked, Bobbi enveloped herself in her Frost Armor for some added protection against the blasts, should they hit. Of course, she still tried to dodge without getting in anyone's way. As she descended, the icy archer launched twin Hailstorm arrows, peppering the bat-like Heartless with her exploding ammunition to erase large swathes of them with ease.
Dawn flew after the group while doing barrel rolls to avoid attacks of various heartless which she generally ignored. Instead she repelled them by covering herself with Aerora. Dawn did glance back and sweep her fan in the direction of Amy and Jenny, giving each of them a shield of their own.
