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Posted: Tue Aug 03, 2010 8:43 pm
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Posted: Tue Aug 03, 2010 11:14 pm
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[ Kyle ; Sora ; Zexion ; Guards : Port Royal : Clearing ]
"You say that as if there's a choice to be made. Lives are on the line, are they not?" Zexion said, an utterly unamused look on his face as he glanced at Dawn, hair over one of his sapphire eyes. "And people call me heartless."
"Kyle! Joe!" Sora shouted, having immediately turned to face the train again, running over. He'd dismissed the Keyblade, but only for running's sake. As he neared the train again, he looked at the two with a look of worry on his face. "We've got a problem! They're going to hang some people in town- we've got to stop them!"
'Well, good luck, Alan. Thanks for helping them out- they have to find King Mickey, he must have discovered something- s**t, what now?'
His thoughts had been immediately cut off by Sora's shout (he'd ignored the shouts of the guards, having figured Zexion would resort to the fastest way of information extraction), so he turned to face the Keyblader. Before he could even mention anything, Sora explained the current situation.
"@$#%," Kyle said, both aloud and in his thoughts to Alan. 'Peopleintroubletalktoyalater.' He looked to Joe, eyes narrowed. "We can't take on the entire city of guards. It'll have to be a stealth-thing, and that means we can't all go in. What do you think?"
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AldrickZearse Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2010 1:23 am
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[Joe: PR: Clearing]
Joe forced himself to cut off the connection with Kyla, mainly due to the fact that there was nothing more he could do, and listening in more would just result in him worrying about what ifs. Apparently, he had more important things to worry about.
"Stealth, eh?" he asked aloud, then paused to think. "We'll need to be quick, clean. The fewer the people, the better. And we'll need speed, to be sure." He thought for a moment more, finger tapping against his mouth. "I'll go. Should probably take two or three more. Have the dress spheres help everyone blend in till we get to them. An escape plan would be good, too, though I'm sure I could carry one of the people if necessary...Crap.
Joe sighed. "I think that's where you come in, Kyle. Planning ahead isn't my best strength, and this isn't a time to go in relying on a plan on the fly."
[Azrael: PR: Davy's Quarters]
Az frowned at Ajora, Bal-hur's arms wrapped around his abdomen and tracing the muscles through the hair.
"Really, Ajora. I never said I hated it. I just thought that I loathe this boring zit in the rectum of the ocean. Major difference, you know."
Azrael's mind wandered to where they were going. Hawaii, huh? Beaches, water, civilization. Sounded good to him. And having it be modern helped it's appeal. No electricity in this world made the replica very bored. No way to watch porn or play video games or anything.
Plus, skinny dipping with Bal-hur sounded very appealing.
"But, hey, who am I to complain? You already signed me up, might as well go, do the job, get the reward. Doesn't sound like it'd be too hard, anyway. Protect an old guy and such. Awesome. Consider it done, Chief."
Az stressed the 'chief' name. Why? Mainly to point out that Ajora was acting like the leader but that didn't mean Azrael was going to follow. Or cause he just felt like it. Whichever, really.
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2010 4:46 am
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2010 9:26 am
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{Kyle : Angel Grove : Outside Red Rose}
"Well...I'd rather not be dead, thanks though." He said to Seymour as he turned away from him, nodding his thanks towards Tommy for giving his aid. And then Alan said he would negotiate with Cory. Or try to. "Well, if you think about it, pretty much any of the new people would be good choices, because we haven't had any experience with Cory. But I agree as well that Alan would be the best choice. He just now met Cory for the first time. He's more impartial than the lot of us. Still, I don't think you should go alone. So...I'd like to go with you too." He said quickly. He was interested in what Cory had to say. All he'd heard about Cory was from the 'good' guys. He'd like to hear from Cory's perspective. Then he could make a real judgment.
"Granted, we still have the problem of HOW to get up there. You may have noticed, but Seymour can't teleport us. Well, not unless we were dead first. I personally don't really feel like dying at this moment in time. So, how are we getting up there?" He asked, pointing that single fact out before they forgot.
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2010 10:15 am
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[Amy : Angel Grove : Outside the Red Rose]
Amy was set down. She turned her eyes and most of her face turned away from the group. They were a ways away, out of earshot now.
Out of earshot for most. She had been thinking about Seymour's allegiance a lot lately, and was glad of the opportunity to say something on the matter. She knew Kichi-Jon, at least, had openly shown his distrust for him. Guado hearing might indeed be better than a humans. She checked the distance without turning around. Some might call it paranoia: Amy called it precaution.
She phrased her words carefully, "He's been very civil to me." She touched a hand to her cheek, right underneath an eye. Was it still bloodshot, she wondered? "He's given only good advice. Helped us. Just like he did with Yuna and her Guardians."
She mentally added, 'Before he tried to kill them all to end their suffering. Personally, I think he's the same disturbed and evil creature, and he's got a long way to go to convince me otherwise. I could be... very wrong.' She couldn't actually say that aloud, her paranoid of him overhearing them was still in place.
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2010 11:44 am
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2010 12:20 pm
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[Jenny :: Port Royal :: Clearing]
"That's not our fault, everyone's just attracted to us," Jenny shrugged lightly. She didn't want everyone after them either but that just wasn't going to happen. "And Kyla's fine, he's not going to hurt her... I trust her, she'll figure something out," the mage assured Louis, meeting his gaze with a steady one of her own. She was worried about Kyla too, but she knew the pictomancer was quite capable of handling herself. If anything, she probably bombarded Cory with a million Birn Strikes and burnt him to toas-
"Wait, hang people?!" She suddenly felt quesy as she heard Sora, hangings was such a nasty way to go about things. If she remembered the movie correctly, there could be children. They had to rescue them! She gestured to Louis before motioning to Kyle, Joe and Sora, "We should help them."
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2010 1:52 pm
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[ Kyle ; Sora ; Zexion ; Guards : Port Royal : Clearing ]
Kyle nodded in agreement with all of Joe's prior statements; his last one, however, made the teen's ears turn a rather interesting shade of scarlet. He thanked his mother for having thick, lengthy hair to hid his ears.
"You and Dawn are an obvious choice, to be certain. Zexion should go as well, illusory cover and dark corridors for a clean escape, and Louis' proficiency with dark portals might come in handy," he said, one arm across his chest and the other propped against it, hand in front of his mouth as he focused. "Time Magic would be optimal, though I'm not entirely sure if Jenny can keep a Haste going from a distance, and she's not fast enough to follow along. Noelle's in no shape to do anything, Sora is- no offense- too colorful a person to stay unnoticed..."
"I've got a bright personality," Sora said plainly as he shrugged, as if that explained everything about him.
"Zeba would be perfect, but since last night, she's been feeling under the weather. James would only get you guys caught faster, since he's dressed as a pirate," he went on- it seemed like he was just going down a list at this point, making sure he was covering everything. He didn't seem to comment on Jenny's response, but he hadn't meant to seem rude. "Auron, Red, Jack, and Kuja wouldn't work well at all in a covert operation. And me... I'd probably only get in the way. Not fast enough."
"You'd need to take to the rooftops- there'll likely be guards guarding the streets, especially as you get closer to the gallows, and with Zexion providing cover, you shouldn't be seen," he continued, finally looking up to Zexion and Joseph. "When you get there, you'll probably need some sort of distraction- Zexion, use your clones to do that. Joe, you, Dawn, and Louis should be able to take care of the rest."
"So, I guess the rest of us just sit here and wait, huh?" Sora asked, looking a little less than pleased with the idea of being able to do nothing. "We could start a fight with the guards at the edge of town, get them running to us."
"Brave, but foolish. If we draw too much attention to our train, they'll turn the cannons on us," Kyle said, sighing as he looked around. "This has to be quick and efficient, with as little interference as possible. I'd like to stay and free the city, but there's too many of them and not enough of us. We'd be murdered."
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2010 2:27 pm
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Mathias_Drako [ Matt : Lugae : Angel Grove : Moonbase Prison => Moonbase Construction Room ]
Matt screamed out in pain as the fireball struck him. His body was somewhat numb from his battle that led him to being captured, but it felt like all his nerve endings exploded at once. No visible physical harm was done, not that it mattered to him. Matt fell to his side drawing in deep breaths of air, unaware of anything but his pain.Lugae sneered at the use of force by the Waltz. Lugae was hoping that it'd know it would be simpler to just use a sleep spell, until he remembered that this was one of Kefka's creatures. "Alright, that should be enough." Lugae strode towards the prone earthling and pulled out the slave crown. "Don't you worry, my little lab rat. You won't be aware of your pain much longer... Or much of anything." Lugae placed the crown over Matthew's head.Matt's entire body suddenly went rigid and his eyes froze in place. It seemed as if he had actually shut down like a computer. And just as such, his body and mind rebooted. "Awaiting orders, sir," he told his new master.Lugae was ecstatic, the crown was working! He released Matt's bonds and stood back. "Stand up," he ordered. His new sub-ordinate did as commanded, unaware of any remaining pain from the attack."Perfect, perfect! I must show Master Ooze at once!" He gestured at the two of them. "Come with me, you're going to meet our superior. You will also be taking orders from him."
With that Lugae spun on his heel and left the prison with Matthew and the Waltz in tow. The elevator took them to a much deeper part of the lair, where the Lunarians' main operation was taking place. He exited into the room and looked around. Lugae was certain his master would be overseeing the work in this room. "Master Ooze!" he called out, "I have something that should please you!" [ Ivan Ooze : Angel Grove : Volcanic Lair ]
The massive room was somewhat larger than a large gymnasium, with the appearance of a warehouse that had been built around the volcano. Towards the side opposite the volcanic rock, there were at least a few dozen large tents, each large enough to fit five or six people (with no room to spare). In the middle of the room, there was a bunch of equipment and machinery, obviously meant for digging or excavating.
On the side with the volcanic rock, there were hundreds of adults, all picking away at the rock wall using various means. They were going slowly, with no enthusiasm whatsoever, as if they were utterly lifeless; robots could have easily taken their place, with no noticeable difference.
In the back, sitting on a strange, purple throne-type seat, Ooze watched boredly, sipping some strange other-worldly drink, slurping loudly as he did so.
"Get more," Ooze said boredly to Goldar as the right-hand servant fled to get a refill of the Lunarian's drink. As Lugae entered, proclaiming something, Ooze stood up, cracking his spine as he did so.
"Please me? Oh, good, things were just going so slow today- like molasses, I tell you," he said, chuckling somewhat before looking at his scientist, only to be distracted by the strange Black Waltz. "Who's that? Another beastie for the city? Seems awfully tame."
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2010 2:54 pm
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AldrickZearse Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2010 4:39 pm
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[Joe: PR: Clearing]
Joe nodded at all of what Kyle was saying. Well, almost...
"Me, Dawn, and Zexion should be able to get the job done, no?" Frankly, he was still skeptical about Louis and his Empire background. Of course, Joe immediately frowned when he said that. Talk about stereotyping. "Though you're right. Louis would be helpful.
The fighter crouched down, balancing on the ball of one foot and stretching out his other leg, before switching them, then standing up and bending over, touching his toes.
"Well, I'm ready to go now. Besides, not like we know when they're getting hung, anyway." Joe was now bringing his left straight up, bending back to do a split while standing. Oh, yeah, that was a good stretch.
With a chuckle, Joe said "Haha, hung...sorry, probably not a good time to be laughing at innuendoes."
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2010 4:58 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2010 5:30 pm
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