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[Amy : AG : City]

Amy's one hand was already sliced up, but when Azrael grabbed her arm, she grabbed his in an attempt to tear him off of her. His grip was slicing, cutting straight through her suit, and into her skin– relief came from being flung through the air again. A building didn't rise up to meet her this time, no, this time it was Leon. If he didn't move out of the way, and caught her somehow, whether purposefully catching her, or being caught by surprise, she would find that flesh and blood was a lot more forgiving than a brick wall.

She saw, as though in slow motion, Azrael's "Air bullets" begin to explode. And she couldn't do anything about it.

((gonna leave it there, not sure if Leon will catch me, move out of the way, etc.))

{James : Caribbean Sea : The Challenger}

James smiled, shaking Anthony's hand in return. The only way he was able to hear his name over the chaos was because of his enhanced hearing, though Anthony didn't really need to know about that ability.

"Alright, let's see what I can do. First off, I hope you're aware of this fact, that our home was destroyed by Darksides and now we are here, and all of the worlds that we know have been merged into one. We are at this destination now, because we are following the orders of King Mickey to gather the wise beings from the different worlds. We gather them and send them to Disney Castle so that they can try and figure out how to fix this problem. We have a second group too, who are currently with Leon trying to find Mickey who has apparently gone missing. As with all quests though, we have enemies all around us." He said, trying his best to make the details so that they didn't sound suspicious to any of the canons.

He then lowered his voice to barely a whisper so that he could bring up a major point.

"We have all agreed that we shouldn't mention where we know the characters from, we just say that we know of them from stories that we've heard, which in a way is true." He paused and raised his volume yet again, "So anything else you want to know about?"

{Black Waltz : Angel Grove : City}

The Black Waltz cackled as the blast sent Cloud back into the wall of a building. It's eyes narrowing intently at the man as he suddenly launched himself forward in a blur of motion. The Waltz hissed in pain as the Sonic Rave made impact, giving it a good slice to the side as it quickly teleported to get some distance and hopefully get out of range, in doing so dodging Nick's second bullet. The Waltz seemed unbothered and uncaring regarding the strange veil that fell upon the land for a brief moment. Nor did it seem to notice that when it vanished the fires and glass storm were gone.

It's focus yet again turned to Cloud who was now standing on his sword in a building on the opposite side. The mage built up a Firaga in it's hands and unleashed it, attempting to hit not only the Buster Wielder, but decimate the building he was using as a launching point.

{Leon : Angel Grove : City}

Leon watched as Azrael was sent flying. However, he was caught off guard as the dark grappler sent Amy flying right at him. He unintentionally caught her, knocking them both to the ground as he landed roughly, skidding across the ground somewhat at impact, the girl in his arms. There was no break though as he saw the air bullets flying at them. He quickly rolled over, raising himself with his arms and bracing against the ground, Amy beneath him as the Air bullets impacted with his back which he was basically using as a shield to guard Amy as best he could. His eyes shut tight with the pain of the five bullets impact, a yell of pain escaping from the Gunblader's mouth... When they dispersed he looked down at Amy.

"Are you alright?" He asked, slowly trying to raise himself to his feet, his body shaking somewhat from the pain. His gunblade scraping against the ground as he began to rise.

His attention turned back to Azrael, they had to keep fighting. No matter what. He wasn't about to be caught off guard by the replica.

[Azrael: AG: Streets]

The replica, unlike Bal-Hur, did sigh. Someone trying to sneak up on him. Feh, pathetic, considering he felt Kyle's approach into the dark wind circulating him.

With a quick turn and snatch, Az grabbed Kyle's wrist(and the other one, too). Suddenly they were face to face, with Azrael kissed the air in front of Kyle's face. "Nice try, stud." He then bent back, bringing Kyle with him to slam him on the ground, before letting go and hopping up, flipping back and up into the air, while slamming down to where Kyle's face should've been with his boot.

Sayrike::The Challenger

Sayrike was not pleased, and neither was her ankle. This was because her ankle had been strangled by a thick and unforgiving rope for the past three minutes as Sayrike hung upside down from the ratlines. She had found herself in this precarious position a minute after the Heartless attack began, when a large cannonball had nearly knocked her out of the shrouds as she was clambering down from letting loose the sails. Her ankle had caught as she slipped, and instantly she was flipped. Sayrike thanked the heavens that she wasn't wearing a really loose shirt, or she might have been flashing a little more than she cared to show. But who knows, the Heartless might have been scared off by the blinding whiteness of her abdomen.

This new perspective on life made everything a little more interesting, including the entrance by another man, who leaped off of the earthen ramp and onto the ship. Except, to Sayrike, it was more like he vaulted into the sky and gravity pulled him back down the wrong way. It was rather entertaining--but a momentary distraction as the shock wore off and Sayrike got to thinking, trying to ignore the zinging pain in her ankle. She summoned a mirror beneath her and awkwardly twisted around to prop herself up the right way. Then she raised the mirror and placed it beneath her so she could bend her leg and let it loose. Ouch, this really hurts! Gorrammit! She tried standing on it on top of her mirror, but it didn't support her weight very well, so she sat back down again.

By this point Kuja and Zexion were just delivering the final blow on the Heartless hordes, and after everything had settled she slowly floated back down onto the deck. Sayrike dismissed the mirror and tried to hide the limp (though not very well) as she went over to meet the new person. Yay, another newbie! Thank goodness she wasn't the only one. She caught James' quick explanation as she waited to get a word in. When he was done, Sayrike held out her hand as well. "Hello! I'm Sayrike. You said your name was Anthony? Welcome aboard, I guess." She smiled. Anthony seemed really friendly and outgoing, someone she could get to like.

[Dawn : Caribbean Sea : The Challenger]

Dawn looked at Noelle and nodded, "We can leave the water for someone stronger, and isn't afraid of fish take the bucket out..."

She followed after Noelle into the galley. She wrapped her arms around herself as her eyes drifted to the different stuff that laid around. Dawn wrapped her arms around herself just to avoid touching anything.

"Ew this reminds me of my brother's apartment.... just more disgusting," Dawn said, "How can pirates-slash-men live like this?"

[Tortuga ~ The Challenger]

"I really just . . . don't know." Noelle replied, shuddering a bit. It was lucky that they weren't going to be on the ship for too long, because she didn't know how long she could stand it. She wished she had a gallon of bleach, a scrub brush on a three foot pole, and some yellow cleaning gloves. If she did she could just go crazy with it. But such things didn't exist in this world, unfortunately.

[Angel Grove ~ City]

Elleon felt the blow coming across her lower back, cutting into her thick earthen casing and scraping along her suit. She knew the extra protection was a good idea. The replica was knocked forward off the pedestal and began to fall. As she began her descent she contracted, pulling her arms and legs into her. Simultaneously, the layer of earth encasing her suit separated from her, forming a round cocoon that concealed her. John's attack struck her casing, sending bits of it flying just before it crashed into the ground and was demolished. A small dust cloud billowed up from the pile of earth at the base of the pillar. As it cleared, there was no movement to be seen.

Elleon hadn't been in the sphere since the top of her fall. Her next appearance was made behind John, where she was prepared for a series of attacks as punishment for interfering. She stepped silently from a portal, flicking her wrist at John. Seed Strike flew from her hand at the teen, while the earth around his feet moved to trap his ankles. For extra measure, she thrust her spear at his back, keeping low and lunging forward. She wouldn't respond to Cory's ignorance until she was done with this one. She would have hated to ruin a good sneak.

[Amy : AG : City]

"I'm- I'm fine," Amy answered. It was only half way true. Leon had protected her completely from that attack, acting selflessly as a human shield, but she had previously-acquired wounds. Her left hand was cut in numerous places, her right arm had been sliced deeply, and her entire right side hurt from being tossed against a wall. It had become painfully obvious how outmatched she was. Literally.

On the bright side, her throat hadn't been torn out. And Leon was on top of her! NO. BAD, AMY, BAD. It was hard not to think inappropriate thoughts when a man that good looking had just saved her in a very heroic sort of way. Leon was hot, she decided. Why hadn't she ever noticed it before?

Her ridiculousness subsided rather quickly. Pain had a tendency to do that, pain that wasn't hers alone. Kyle had joined the fight, and was currently taking the brunt of Azrael's attacks, a feeling she could certainly related to.

"Cura." It was an area of effect spell, falling on Kyle, Leon, and herself. Everyone else was too far outside of their little area, too dispersed throughout the battlefield. Thousands of minuscule crystals dispersed over their bodies, with a special focus on their wounds, glittering in the sunlight before disappearing entirely.

The sudden lack of pain emboldened her, and she shot Kyle. Yes, she shot him. Fortunately, the bullet was infused with Protectera. Her other gun, resting easily at her side, pointed at the ground, began charging...

((I thought it was both an insult and a request . . . sorry, Kyla!))
[Alan :: Angel Grove]

Alan smirked a little at Axel's question. "Who, Cory? Oh, he's a snake. But I think he's probably genuine about his intentions. He strikes me as the type who uses misdirection and insinuation rather than outright lies. And, well, I have other reasons." Alan glanced over at the beckoning portal. "We can probably talk more later. We shouldn't keep them waiting."

Mentally, Alan sighed. He was sick of fighting, and just wanted to rest and mull over the ever-growing number of things on his mind. His summon felt the same way:

"Hey, Ani-ue, I'm gonna sit this one out, if you don't mind . . . rest my wings, y'know?"

"I feel exhausted, too!"

She seemed to yawn loudly in Alan's mind. "Well, I guess you'll just have to push through, then."

"Cheeky girl . . . " Alan wished that he could just sleep in the back of someone's mind about now. He didn't want to go through another one of those unpleasant portals (he didn't even want to consider what this kind of travel was doing to his heart), and he didn't want to fight . . . not right now.

Sighing inaudibly, Alan turned his bitterness into spite with which to face his foes, and summoned his armor as he stepped through the portal.

~~~

The scene that confronted him evoked nothing but disorientation. There were so many battles going on simultaneously, with so many people and things he'd never encountered before - Alan wanted to help out, but he didn't know off hand where or how he should start. Eventually, however, his gaze settled on the dueling pictomancers and the twilight keyblader. Alan nodded as he made up his mind.

His visor glowed white as he activated Clarity. Apparently, the tell-tale was even more obvious in armor. Whatever. Alan extended his free hand as he approached Kai, and clenched it in a fist, grabbing the threads of mana feeding her lotus shield and crushing them. It had been a while since he used his Counterspell technique. Obviously he wasn't on Kai's level, in terms of magic power, but if he were to remove her creations one by one . . .

He spoke using the Trinity Charm to Kyla and Riku - "The thing about Pictomancy . . . it can only create persistent effects. If you remove the magic they return to nothing. You two focus on attack, I'll try to neutralize her."