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 Posted: Sun Nov 21, 2010 10:08 pm
Jacob ll Dreams
Jacob bolted upright, on a plateau, floating in the sky. His head hurt. The ground was rather soft and springy beneath his hands. He wasn't in control of his own body, it seemed as if he was simply watching a very real movie. He seemed alive. The air was warm and sweet. Jacob took in a huge breath of air, and started to run. He slowed and stopped, moments before the edge. He hoped that something cool would happen, that he could keep running but nothing happened. Jacob stared down to the open sky and lands below him. He wished he could jump, but he didn't. Airships dotted the sky...large balloons... zeppelins...jet-packs...
It wasn't fair.
Jacob sat down on the edge and stared from his prison. He looked back. Nothing. Down. Back. Kyle was there sitting. His face was in a frown. Joe was there. Dawn was there. Louis was there. Sayrike was there. Anthony was there. Jacob managed a smile, but they were frowning.
He bolted upright, in the dark, damp cell. His head throbbed. Jacob coughed a deep chesty cough. From the back of his sinus, a clot slid down his throat and Jacob spat in on the ground. He looked up to more replicas outside the bars yelling. His ears were ringing. Tinnitus his teacher would call it. Jacob looked around with a dazed smile. Everyone was frowning. Jacob frowned. He couldn't for long. Jacob leaned back. His vision was blurry. He opened his mouth to take a deep breath of air and it stunk. He moved his lips to talk but there wasn't air left in his lungs.
Why did you have to run...Idiot. Did you really think you could run faster?
F--- you. Not enough information. I could have dodged that. I would have made it.
But you didn't. And you're in pain.
And?
Hurts like a B----, doesn't it?
And? I'm glad I ran. Sit down and shut it while I think.
No. Sleep. Sleep. You need it.
No. I can sleep when I'm dead. I have friends that need me awake.
Jacob slowly rose, blood still coating the inside of his mouth. He moved his hand slowly up the back of his dirty, matte hair to feel a massive, bulbous goose-egg on the back of his head. "Ummm...I don't think we've been acquainted. Either that, or I'm slightly concussed due to the blunt force trauma I seem to have experienced. Urk...Well then. Who are the new people....Or is my vision doubling again?" Jacob rubbed his eyes and scratched his hands on his goggles. They were broken. The lenses were cracked in several places and the frames were dented and a large fissure ran down the middle. How they we- The goggles slip in two and fell behind him, dangling along the elastic. Jacob barely managed to hold his smile.((2400.))
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Posted: Mon Nov 22, 2010 3:55 pm
[Cloud : Angel Grove : Outskirts]
As Cory passed him by, Cloud didn't turn to follow his movement. He heard him enter the cockpit, heard him increase his voice volume in order to be heard. Still, he didn't turn to face the space ship.
There were no signs of Heartless now. No visible signs, at least. There remained with Cloud that nagging feeling that this was a respawn point, a place Heartless just kept coming no matter how many times you beat them back. The boss, however, that would stay away. Once defeated, the bosses tended never to come back.
. . . With a few exceptions.
"I'm leaving," Cloud said, putting in the effort to increase his own voice volume. He didn't answer Cory's question, nor did he comment on the answer. He had the decency to announce he was leaving, but not to wait for a response– he left the area without a backward glance.
Cloud could be pretty rude sometimes.
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Posted: Mon Nov 22, 2010 4:25 pm
[ Kyle ; Sora ; Kuja ; Ajora : Caribbean Sea : Brig of the Dutchman ]
"You're disgusting!" Sora shouted, gripping the bars and glaring at Ajora. He eyes Joe every so often, watching him struggle, knowing full well that such a fight was impossible to stop- not without serious injury one way or another. And they didn't need that... not right now.
As if it wasn't difficult enough to hear Jacob's question through Joe's outrage, Ajora erupted with loud laughter- honest-to-God, knee-slapping laughter, barely dissipating the black flames before they crashed into the hovering heart in his hand. He practically keeled over, holding his free arm around his chest as it became clear it hurt to laugh so much.
"Dear God," he managed to get out, looking over to Kyle, locking eyes with the Dragoon once again; still, the Seraph's Knight remained on the ground, in the same position, though he at least had the nerve to return the glance, holding eye contact as long as Ajora could, as if looking in a mirror.
"This... too much... oh Jesus," he squeaked out, standing up-right and pocketing the heart as he tried to catch his breath. "Oh, I miss that, don't you? We used to live for situations like that... sure, not to the same extent, since you used to repress all of this amazing-ness-ness, but the look of shock and awe... oh, it is beautiful."
"Enthralling," Kyle seethed as Ajora turned away, glancing toward everyone else now with a satisfied look of interest. Kyle glared toward the floor, running his hand that had been by his chin through his hair and tugging at it lightly. He wanted nothing to do with this. He wanted to disappear, he wanted to vanish and simply stop existing. Who could blame him? Every word Ajora spoke was in his voice, every reference was to one of his memories, every twisted idea was a seed from his mind...
"Aaaaand back to business," Ajora said, still chuckling under his breath as Joe fought against the bars. Easy enough to find his buttons. "If Jack doesn't have the compass, who does? I'm afraid I'm running out of patience."
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Posted: Mon Nov 22, 2010 4:41 pm
[Joe: Caribbean Sea: Brig of Dutchman]
The male stilled for a second as Ajora started laughing. Before renewing his assault on the bars, even headbutting them once and obtaining a small gash on his forehead, blood dribbling out of it fairly easily.
As Ajora asked for the compass once more, the male dug through his pocket. He wanted something, and Joe was going to give him something, alright. He dug through his pocket for something to throw. And when his fingers edged along a small box he forgot he had, his anger faded into something more...sadistic. A face that the group might have likened more towards Azrael then Joseph.
The pure anger stayed in his face, but that frown and the yelling ceased, turning into a sick, almost twisted smile as he pulled out the box that was the compass, bloody hand gripping it tightly as if to say 'Come pry it from my ******** you and the ship you rode in on." And then, with amazing accuracy, the male spit through through bars a glorious wad of spit at Ajora's face.
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AldrickZearse Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Nov 22, 2010 5:35 pm
[Riku : Angel Grove : Outside the Church]
Riku, outside of the general battle area, and as of yet not targeted by the dangerous attackers, was in the enviable position of remaining unharmed and unaffected by the massive area of effect attacks going on all around.
He flinched when Kyle's attack had the side effect of rock debris pelleting the sides of nearby buildings; the church, fortunately, only suffered a few broken windows. It was nothing serious.
Alan was urging him to go, but in Riku's mind there was no real choice. Riku stayed. While no Sora and Kairi, this group of people... they were his friends, in their own odd way. It felt like they knew him somehow, and strangely, although it had only been a few days, it felt like he knew them, too.
So Riku did stay. He also didn't attack. He stayed very, very still, just waiting. Axel had yet to reappear, and if his good luck held out then Axel wouldn't notice him just like the others hadn't, and at that moment, Riku would be ready.
He didn't relay his choice to Alan.
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Posted: Mon Nov 22, 2010 5:59 pm
[ Kyle ; Sora ; Kuja ; Ajora : Caribbean Sea : Brig of the Dutchman ]
Ajora's eyes lit-up as Joe began digging through his pocket, and even moreso when he pulled out the compass; he didn't care about his sneer, his grip, or even his words. It was right there, exactly what he'd wanted, that close-
And then he spit in his face.
Upon the moment the saliva made contact with Ajora's cheek, without even a split second in between, there was a pulse of Darkness. No ordinary pulse- in that singular moment, all colors seemed to invert, light became dark and vice versa. All except for Ajora- at least, somewhat. His actual body, such as his skin tone and hair color, remained the same. His suit, however, did turn black, with the vest underneath turning crimson.
The most startling change that occurred in the split second, however, was not the change to his suit... but the sudden appearance of large, bloody-feathered wings, and his eyes glowing a blinding violet, glaring into Joe's eyes with burning magical aura.
However, this moment of inversion didn't last long- not even long enough to blink. Almost everything returned to normal- the wings were gone, the eyes were their normal brown; his suit, however, was still black with a crimson vest, revealing that he'd actually changed his 'dress sphere'. His mouth was twisted into a scowl, wiping away the saliva and flinging it away.
"Mon belle amie," Ajora said, standing up straight and glancing out the side of his eyes down the hallway from which he'd entered, toward Alice, who was still cloaked, her face hidden. "I think it's time you and Joseph became... reacquainted."
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Posted: Mon Nov 22, 2010 6:37 pm
[ Yuffie ; Beatrix ; Axel ; Seymour : Angel Grove : City Streets ]
Beatrix, slowly recovering from her large-scale assault, was at the very least able to bring up her blade as a guard for Nicholas' counter. However, with the sudden explosion from underneath due to Kyle's magic, both she and Yuffie were knocked clear off their feet, thus dodging both Nicholas and Leon's assault.
The two women were blown into random debris- Beatrix was even cloaked in fire, showing that Axel's flames were not only targeting enemies. The possessed paladin grunted as she slowly got to her feet, swaying somewhat before standing her ground, looking at her opponents. Yuffie did the same, though she took to running in a circle around them, keeping herself on her toes.
Axel's location was relatively easy to discern for the Phoenix Ranger, but this was due to lucky timing; moments after Clarity had been activated, a bright, fiery source of energy could be seen directly underneath Kyla's form. The other columns of fire had stopped, and for a second, there seemed to be a calm- this was due to an energy build up.
Alan only had a moment to warn Kyla and Amy, and anyone else who happened to be around, before a colossal, twisting tower of fire erupted from underneath the two, engulfing them in powerful fire magic.
After the attack, Axel's energies vanished.
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Posted: Mon Nov 22, 2010 6:54 pm
[[Louis : Flying Dutchman : Brig]] [[Cue: Unholy Saint Ajora]] Louis struggled against the urge to smack Joe across the face, even knock him out if need be, but when the time finally came when it would have been better to do so, it was too late. Louis' eyes dialated, focusing in on nothing else but Ajora. In the blink of an eye, Louis caught a glimpse of all he needed to see in order to break whatever courage there was left in him. His heart sank and he simply stared as the sadistic smile on Ajora's face that had become iconic over the past few days vanished. Not once has Ajora dropped his smile, not once have we seen him without a hint of glee in whatever he was doing. In Halloween Town, at Beast's Castle, nor in battle, nor when he took them hostage, no insult or injurgy caused him to break his cool. Joe... Louis had to tear his eyes away from Ajora long enough to stare at Joe, ... just stepped over Ajora's line.
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Posted: Mon Nov 22, 2010 7:10 pm
[Kyla: Angel Grove: Streets]
‘ Cue: Battle Imagery (Godsibb)’‘ Cue: Battle Imagery (Godsibb)’
“This has to -”
The moment the pictomancer actually grasped the gunners hand an intensely powerful fire magic exploded from beneath them! Crimson flames engulfed the two girls, their forms caught up in the torrent!
It seemed everything was over for them as their forms disappeared within the flames.
Pain.
Heat.
Endless fire was surrounding them, burning flesh to cinders, and clothing to ash.
Just when there seemed to be nothing else awaiting them but the dark void of death...
... There was instead-
Light.
From within the fire as it died a new light burst then pulled the flames in tighter, turning from red to white, then countless facets of color. Kyla could see Amy before her, a glowing phantom of the girl whose hand she still clasped in her own. She wasn’t a ghost. Kyla was very aware of that. More than aware- she felt her life burning brighter until Amy’s form disappeared vaporized into a mist that swirled around her and blended into her own solid form. Cool and tingly, draping over her skin like a protective healing balm. It clothed her in strength, flowed through her veins like a drug.
Kyla didn’t just feel her life; she felt her confidence, her boldness. She was fierce, fast, fabulous and matchless! A thunderous creature that ran like the wind and wielded a respect and purity that was unparalleled. How incredible this girl was- Kyla got to re-know her all over again in the blink of an eye!
This was Amy, her strength purifying Kyla’s weaknesses. Washing her doubts and insecurities away with one deft blow.
When the light died, only one person remained standing.
Her mouth tweaking at one corner, eyes looking on without the aid of glasses.
The Artistic Gunner Artistic Gunner has arrived, Kyla and Amy’s Drive form. When they spoke for the first time, their voices overlapped, Amy’s resonating like an echo within Kyla’s throat.
“..Oh-Snap!”
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Posted: Mon Nov 22, 2010 8:53 pm
[ Terra : Angel Grove : Outside the Church] Terra was to focused on keeping the people down with her gravity spell, she didn't pay attention when Dani released her geysers, which hit her at full force and sent her flying back into the side of a broken down building that was just somehow still standing up. As she hit the wall, the crown upon her head, shifted slightly. Taking a slight amount damage from the heavy hit.
As she continued to slide off the side of the building to the ground, Terra felt surges of something in her mind. Something primal. A primal energy within her. And it was wishing to be released. As she reached ground level, her hair and body changed briefly to a vivid pink for a brief moment.
[Cue: Music]
The woman let out a loud screeching like scream as she levitated off of the ground with her hands holding her head as if she was in terrible pain.
"Noooo!" Terra shouted as she seemed to struggle with something in her head, "Make the pain stop!"
Terra's body started to glow with a pinkish color as her body instinctively straightened. And she held out her hands down towards the group below her as the glow that was around her started to center at the palms of her hands.
"Go away!" She screamed as she threw the massive Ultima spell down upon friend and foe alike. The spell had enough force to blast the whole group.
After the spell was fired, Terra let out another scream as she raised higher in the sky. Those lucky enough to see after her final attack would be able to see her flying off in the direction of the volcano.
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Posted: Mon Nov 22, 2010 9:03 pm
[Cory .:. Angel Grove .:. Outskirts]
"Yeah, sure, whatever, have a nice day, don't get eaten by Heartless, etcetera." The ronin popped his head out of the cockpit, glad to see that the swordsman had left. "Heh. He doesn't waste any time. I like that." Cory pulled his headphones up over his ears and went back to work in the ship's cockpit, finishing the last of his labels.
He sat back in the pilot's seat, reaching for his wallet... Only to realize it still wasn't there. Damn... I really need to get that thing back... The rogue hopped out of the ship again and stretched, yawning as he stared out at the nearby ocean. "What would you have done differently in my place?"~"Fair enough." Cory couldn't help but smile at his summon's answer, about to respond to it when it hit him again. The ronin fell to his knees and covered his mouth as he let out a deep, nasty cough. The black ooze dripped from between his fingers, prompting him to look at his hand. "It's all... black?" His eyes widened at the sight of the black ooze completely covering his hand, just as confused about it as he was the moment he was revived.~He had no chance to answer his summon as he fell into a coughing fit, the ooze spraying with each cough and covering the barren ground beneath him. Just as Cory was finding it difficult to draw breath in between coughs, he felt something in his throat. Oh god, I'm going to- The ronin suddenly vomited up a sizable amount of the black ooze, his eyes tearing up from the regurgitation. "... Spew..." He let loose another flood of the black substance, doubling over onto his hands as knees in the process.
After a few minutes of taking breathers before unleashing more torrents of the inky ooze, the vomiting had finally come to an end. Cory rose to his feet, a bit shakily as he said, "Oh my GOD... I feel so much better..." His eyes darted to the left before adding, "Wouldn't you say, Mr. Llama?"The llama looked up at Cory, donning a pair of sunglasses before replying, "I don't exist. YEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!"The ronin scratched his head before saying, "Yeah, I knew that. Why would there be a llama in Angel Grove, anyway?" His attention turned back to the black bile he had spewed up, wondering if he could expect this to be the last time he coughs it up. Just as he was finding the vomiting session a blessing, he noticed the movement. The ooze seemed to be crawling, pulling itself together into one mass.~There was only the sound of the Indomitable Will engulfing Cory's legs in flames as he punted the gelatinous glob of black ooze into the sky. He shielded his eyes from the sun as he followed its black image all the way down to the splash it made in the nearby water. "Three points!"~"Nope. We got a spaceship, why would I care if I just spit up Hexas from Ferngully?"~"SPACESHIP. Spaceship."
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Posted: Mon Nov 22, 2010 9:16 pm
[Carribean Sea ~ Brig of the Dutchman]
Noelle felt her stomach twist as Ajora started laughing at Joe's self injury. She tried her hardest to maintain her calm--to say she didn't feel well would be an understatement. Oh, how quickly things had gone sour. The sweat in Noelle's fisted hands made them feel cold, her trembles of rage making her fingers twitch as she tried to wipe them on her jacket. When Jacob stood, the agromancer caught him out of the corner of her eye, turning to him with a pained expression on her face.
"Jacob, please lie back down." She said to him through clenched teeth, trying to ignore the terrible laughter, "You shouldn't be standing, you probably have a concussion."
That's when the laughing died down and she heard Joe's spiteful comment, followed by the spitting sound. Noelle didn't even have to look to know what happened. Her stomach dropped as everything flashed for a brief moment--it was so fast she couldn't even tell what had happened, or know if anyone else saw it. The agromancer stayed facing Jacob, facing the back of the cell. She didn't want to see this, nothing good was going to happen within the next thirty seconds.
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Je suis a toi Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Nov 22, 2010 11:00 pm
[ Yuffie ; Beatrix ; Axel ; Seymour : Angel Grove : City Streets ]
Before Yuffie could far at all, the Ultima blast, sent her flying back into Beatrix, and the two of them would have gone farther had Axel not appeared just moments after the explosion, catching the two deftly and allowing them to remain on their feet.
Yuffie and Beatrix were pretty badly hurt, having taken the brunt of a number of explosive attacks; luckily for Yuffie, Beatrix, even possessed, had access to basic White Magic, being a Paladin. She cast a quick Cura on the area around the three of them, letting their wounds heal.
They were all together now, having not had much of a chance to move and needing time to regenerate.
Seymour had only barely placed up a Shellra (+6 MD for 3 turns) on Leon, Dani, and Bobbi when the Ultima blast struck, damaging the entire group and even sending Seymour into his pyrefly-state. It took some time to return to his physical form, though he remained seemingly unharmed.
"Now, pictomancer! While they are resting!" Seymour commanded, his arms and legs not yet physically manifest. This was their opportunity.
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2010 1:39 am
[[The following is, obviously, a scripted post by the three of us- Jenny, Joe, and myself.]] [ Alice ; Joe; Ajora ; Kyle ; Sora : Caribbean Sea : Brig of the Dutchman ]Alice tilted her head down towards the cells as Ajora beckoned to her. She made her way down the last half of the stairs, ignoring the wake of mottled wood that she left behind her. The velvet cloak billowed as she made her way to Ajora’s side, and for a split second the glyph of Cú Chulainn was visible before the cloak once again hid it from view. Alice lifted a gloved finger, lifting Joe and forcefully slamming him forward against the bars. Then, without missing a beat, she lifted all the other prisoners, turning them around to face her. The poison user smiled in the shadow; like she was going to let the agromancer pass up this show.
Joe’s arm shot out, the hand the held the compass extended outside the bars right towards Ajora. Alice unwound her gloves so that hands lay bare and she pulled the fabric of her hood back, the velvet disintegrating and crumbling away from her touch as the poison wove itself through the very threads of the cloak. In a matter of moments, the cloak was gone revealing the splitting image of Jenny save for darker hair and redder eyes; the pieces of her cloak that weren’t withered away lay strewn across the ground around her feet, much like puddles of blood. Alice turned her auburn gaze towards Ajora and smiled before casually turning her head back to Joe.Joe struggled against the force...although it didn't look like it. All his muscles tensed, mouth working with grunts, growls, snarls, nothing intelligible, all animalistic as he struggled in vain, eyes wide and filled with fury at being contained like this. His hand, however, remained clasped hard around that compass. Like hell he was giving it over without a fight. Even if this was apparently Jenny's Replica. Jenny’s jaw dropped; so taken back by Alice's appearance that she didn't even fight against being lifted into the air. It wasn’t like Jenny looked in the mirror often but she knew what she looked like and she looked like that… minus the evil smile and the blacker hair and redder glowing eyes. When did this happen? She didn’t have a replica in Halloween Town or Beast’s Castle… so when did she get her own doppelganger?! There was nothing she could do but try to swallow her own horror.Kyle's eyes had shot open wide the moment he spotted an all-too-familiar command seal upon the newcomer's leg. Another one. There was another one and she was working with the Replicas and she-
Apparently, she had psychokinetic powers.
Kyle was forcefully lifted into the air, keeping his eyes focused on the scene in front of him. He inhaled sharply as the woman revealed her face, appearing as none other than Jenny's Replica. But... she was different, wasn't she? To his knowledge, the Replicas all had copies of their original's summons... were they not, then, actually Replicas? Were there other ways to make them?
He didn't exactly have a lot of time to let his mind wander as Ajora moved once again."Yes, I did so want you two to reunite- see, you know who she is, sure, but can you even guess who she was?" he began. Ajora's lips were now tightly pursed, barely cracking what could only be described as a smirk, one side of his lips barely curling; his eyes were still dangerously narrowed at Joseph as he lifted one hand, covered in a black aura filled with crimson sparks, and grabbed hold of Joseph's curled fist.Joe hissed as he felt Ajora's hand on his, and he could do anything about it. Right in reach, and yet unable to throw a punch.... "What the hell are you talking about?!""Joseph, do you remember, a few days ago, a small little girl with a spunky little attitude? A girl who clung to you in times of need?" he asked, now painfully pulling away each finger with his magic-enhanced grip, the black aura feeling like acid against Joe's Light-born flesh. "A girl who simply vanished into thin air, and you didn't even bother to search for her? You knew her as Alice."The male was still struggling, still so angry, now added on by pain and his own hatred at himself. "She ran and I couldn't find her! WHAT DOES SHE HAVE TO DO WITH THIS?!" It hurt so bad, but he refused to give in to Ajora. By this point, he'd peeled off all but the thumb, which was always a bit more stubborn than your average finger. Ajora made sure to forcefully twist that one. "Well, say hello to the child you left for dead.""AH! DON'T YOU.......what?" His growling stopped, his body stayed tense but not in struggle. In sheer dumbfoundment. This was Alice? No, it couldn't have been. Alice was a child. Not...not this thing.... With that last jab, Ajora ripped the compass from Joe's hand without giving him a chance to fight back anymore.
"I can be a very merciful man, Joseph...," the Bloody Executioner said, now causally wrapping one arm around Alice as she continued to glare at Joe. "... but you'll soon find I am a very vengeful man, as well- Alice? He has two eyes... I think I'd prefer him with one, wouldn't you?"Jenny stared as she hung suspended in the air. This was Alice? Something had tugged at her mind when Alice appeared in Narnia, it had triggered the appearance of Siren… long before the animator has even appeared. It wasn’t possible. Her powers- everything swam in Jenny’s mind as Alice held them there against their will; how could Alice have been her? The musician searched her mind for her memories, the ones that were so distant in her dreams with a fine layer of fog obscuring them from her view so that only silhouettes danced before her. “How…?” She stuttered before the force of Ajora’s question hit her, Jenny tugged at her invisible bonds, panic taking hold in her, gripping at her insides. He couldn’t… she couldn’t-Alice’s eyes fluttered briefly over to her other half, and she allowed a fleeting smile before raising a finger to her lips. The animator glanced back to Joe, and the corners of her lips raised into the innocent smile; so reminiscent of the smile the same child from so long ago had smiled at Joe as her tiny fingers clung to the bottom of his shirt and her other hand grasping at her white bunny. “Hello Jojo~ Thank you for watching over me and caring for me… and leaving me to my death~” Her voice still held that childlike charm, though every word was voiced with venom as she leaned closer to the cell bars. Alice raised a single hand, tracing the bars, watching with a distant look on her face as the metal twisted under her finger. “One eye, he only needs one, to gaze upon this world and see what it’s about to become.”
With one delicate finger, she traced up his right cheek, the venom biting at his flesh as she finally placed her fingers over his eye before retracting them and leaning in to kiss his eyelid. The poison left her lips as she leaned back towards Ajora, watching the poison run its course. “Thank you for everything Joe~”The fighter couldn't believe it...no, it was more like he didn't want to believe it, but it was there. This was Alice, just...darker...scarier...and she made him hate himself even more. Even with the bite of her touch against his cheek, the poison feeling like it was tearing at his flesh, he whispered "I'm sorry I couldn't stop this...GRAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" Her kiss on his eyelid, instinctively closed from the touch before, burned, like it was aflame, like it was melting in acid. So much pain, and the male couldn't move, couldn't reach his eye to rub or attempt to wipe away the poison. All he could do was scream at the pain, and wish it would end.... Jenny shouted out, something unintelligible; just a jumble of sounds forced from her throat as she watched herself inflict pain on Joe. Tears trailed down her cheeks and she stumbled across the own sounds coming from her mouth. She wanted her to stop, she wasn't supposed to be here. The mage wanted to tear her eyes away from it all but she hung there, staring at this mirror image of herself. "Stop..." Please stop..."Another beautiful work of art, ma cherie," Ajora spoke, almost cooed, into Alice's ear, his playful smile once more emerging on his features. His free hand waved at Joe, as if trying to signify he was finished with the man; Alice, smirking, obliged by sending Joe flying into the wall behind him, dropping everyone else to the ground in the process.
The bo-wielder let out a small 'Grah!' upon contact, immediately sitting up and trying to ease his eye's pain.
"All that for a silly compass," Ajora mused, lightly tossing the compass up and down as he pulled his arm away from Alice, watching it as if it was positively enchanting. "You people never cease to amuse me-""Ajora!" Kyle shouted, rushing to his feet but not actually moving; rather, he stood his ground, broad shoulders rolled back, making the Knight look like he was about to try and tackle the bloody hell out of something. "Shut up! You got what you wanted, now let us go!"
He yelled that, and it sounded almost like a roar, a command... but deep in the back of his mind, in the crevices of his consciousness, he knew...
If there was anyone who could find a loophole, it was himself."Mmm..." Ajora pondered, still tossing the compass up and down, up and down... "No, not quite. You didn't take the original deal... and like I said, I'm a very vengeful man."[[DUN DUN DUUUUUN]]
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