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(( in regards to Michelle, thank you for understanding and making an exception this time for this poor fool who thought it was smart to take on 10 people. I promise to do my best to not let any moves in the future slip under the radar.*bows low back*))

[Nameless: Black Pearl]

It was caught, and stunned, with its bladed arm sticking into Kyle's abdomen, blood flowed down the blackened edge and stained the deck floor. Violet filled with fury, met and equally enraged singular red. When he roared at it, the effects worked and it was stiffened in place with its blade stuck inside his body.

It was creepy how it kept eye contact the entire time, even as he raged and reached up with his weakened hand, clasping around its neck for a brief instant when suddenly Jacob leaped onto it. Jacobs hands replaced Kyle’s and using his daggers he sliced across its neck and chest.
The blade sung off its metal plated chest, and the blade sunk into its solid shadowy neck, yet no life blood was drawn. It glared up at him seemingly uncaring, as if to say ‘was that supposed to hurt?’ Though the poison took effect, it seemed to take to just fine for now.

The salvo blades however pinned nothing for there was nothing to be pinned. Even if it’s solid form had fixated into a pair of legs beneath the obscuring veils of moving shadows, it could have easily dissolved that pair and remade them again, even into 2 pairs if it needed the extra mobility. Hence why the blade stuck solid wood beneath its form instead.

It’s mocking gaze was broken as enraged Joe now took his turn wailing on it! Shoved to the ground in it’s still stunned form, the blade yanking free of Kyle’s body as it went down, the heartless creature looked up at Joe seemingly unfazed, it’s eye narrowed and seething as he pounded his fist into its face over and over. The sound was sickening, the steady thud of the punches one after the other.

It remained there motionless taking the hits without a car till Joe’s fist came back blooded from the sharpened edges of the metal mask.
It finally hissed and as the stun began to fade the body began shifting again. Like black liquid it moved steady rising up from the deck, even as Joe continued to punch its body no longer shuddered or showed the impact of his hits. Still he punched.

It began moving forward towards him, meeting every punch, and soon it’s bladed hand swatting his fists until it caught on instead and a split second later the unmistakable sound of metal sliding into a solid object was heard. They’ve heard it twice now, it should be recognizable. The Nameless’s bladed arm stuck into Joe’s abdomen on the opposite side it had stabbed Kyle moments before.

Adding insult to injury it yanked his arms drawing him closer and further onto the blades end, and shrieked in his face.

Little did it know what flood gates it had opened within the boe user with that attack.

The young woman sighed with minor frustration. They keep charging in without thinking, fueled by their anger! Sayrike's ire stemmed from having to see and hear the pain and anguish as the others got hurt with her there, unable to help them. Her fists clenched. She hadn't heard a single response from the others over the Trinity Charms. Were they not used to working together? Well, she'd give it at least one more opportunity for everyone. She hoped they'd take it, otherwise she was going to end up like Kyle and Joe--her position exposed and vulnerable for attack.

Sitting there on the ratlines, Sayrike closed her eyes for a second and breathed deeply, setting aside these emotions, and began to focus her energy. At first, it was hard to switch mental gears, but once she started it got easier. She thought of all the good things in her life---the feel of the breeze in her hair, the happy relief after finals were over, escaping into a good book, playing on the swings---and channeled that into her mirrors. She wouldn't normally have done this, but she wanted a bit of an extra boost to what she was about to do. What better way to create light than from the happiness in her heart?

Feeling ready, she held in this energy and proceeded to her next move. Releasing herself from the invisibility of her mirrors, Sayrike quickly jumped down onto the deck and began running. However, it wasn't just one person who took off from the spot, but three, one mirror following each copy and then seemingly multiplying so that all three versions of Sayrike had three mirrors. The glows Kyle and Joe had given off as they had moved around the deck gave Sayrike a good idea of where everything was, combined with her observations of people's voices with her ears (like, Noelle's position, if she hadn't moved) and the last view she had of the deck from the crow's nest before the darkness had covered it. <> Sayrike shouted over the charms. <> She and her copies ran around the edges of the visible skirmish that was taking place, each one of her taking a different spot opposite from one another. Since they were on the edges of the visible space that was quickly fading, Sayrike couldn't see her copies, but she knew where they were.

Silently, Sayrike sent a prayer that this would help as much as it did on Card Captor Sakura with the Shadow card. She also hoped that the ones who didn't have Trinity Charms were well-seasoned enough to take advantage of the sudden situation, or those Earthlings by them might say something (like Michelle, who she saw was near to Auron). <> And with that, she released all the stored energy from her mirrors. She wasn't sure if the light would be infused with all of her happy memories, but she kind of hoped it was. Something like this nameless thing attacking them...who knew if it had a soul or memories of its own, but at least she could share her Light with it, and with those who saw the brightness.

All three of Sayrike's mirrors suddenly lit up, revealing her and her two copies standing in a triangle formation around the battle area. (Mirror's Gleam) The light wouldn't have reached the entire deck, but those caught in the middle over by the Nameless would have been clearly visible. With the extra boost of energy she added, she was able to sustain the light for a few seconds longer than just a flash. With any luck, the Nameless would have been Blinded. As soon as the light faded and the darkness returned, Sayrike and her copies ran, shifting their places but not retreating.

{Auron : Black Pearl : Deck}

Auron had not anticipated the Nameless' counter, to phase into the shadows, his gaze glanced around the deck as he tried to find where the creature disappeared to the next thing he knew, the Nameless had apparently returned though and grabbed Michelle, tossing her into him. He dropped his blade so she wouldn't be run through by it and brought up his arms to try and catch. However, the best he could do was lessen her impact as her weight and momentum proved too much for the samurai and they both fell to the deck.

If Auron felt pain from the impact, he wouldn't show it, not even emit a grunt as he moved Michelle off of him as gently as he could. He then rose to his feet and picked back up his katana before turning his attention back to her.

"Are you alright?" he asked, looking down at her. If she didn't respond, or said no, then he wouldn't leave her, knowing that she would need to be protected in case the Nameless tried to attack her again.

[Noelle ~ Black Pearl ~ Deck]

Noelle growled at her uselessness. There was light here and there but not enough for her to feel safe intervening. She worried that she would hit someone, and friendly fire was not something they needed right now. Hardly being able to process what she was seeing, hearing, and sensing with her magic, the agromancer cursed and stood lamely on guard. Then her chance came. Suddenly the creature was illuminated, first by Sayrike's mirrors and then by Kyle's enchantments, and things became clearer. It seemed that the nameless was under one attack, Joe's, but that was coming to an end. Not wanting to give the nameless a single chance to recover, Noelle made her move. Her magic was practically at "full tank" so she was going to give it her all.

Being close enough to the cliff walls, Noelle pulled on the earth there. Discs flew from the walls rapidfire, almost machine-gun like, straight to the concentrated spot where the nameless was. Any disc that made contact would shatter, leaving shards of stone in the nameless' form. Her attack continued for a full ten to fifteen seconds before she let off, keeping two more discs close to her being and waiting for the dust to clear.

[Noelle ~ Black Pearl ~ Deck]

Noelle blinked and furrowed her brow as the darkness lifted, leaving them back in the twilight of the sunset. She eased up a little when the dust settled and the monster was gone.

Did . . . did I get it?

It would seem that she had . . . but not good enough. Before the agromancer could hardly comprehend what was happening the nameless was back, standing behind Joe and dealing yet another serious wound to her comrade. The girl raised one of her last discs and pulled back to strike as it spun abover her hand. Just as she was about to lunge forward and release, the nameless moved again, releasing Joe and throwing him right for her. The most she could do was watch with a look that said you gotta be kidding me.

"Shi--" Noelle's words were cut off as Joe collided with her, sending the two of them flying across the deck. The blonde felt as if she had blacked out momentarily when she next opened her eyes. She looked up dizzily, trying to move but unable to because of the weight on top of her. She felt something warm spreading over her front.

Eh? Am I hurt?
'Human! Your friend!'

The agromancer's heart skipped a beat as she realized what was going on. She wasn't hurt, Joe was, and he was bleeding all over her. She gave a startled shout, wiggling her way out from underneath him. It was a chore, but she finally got him off of her, smearing the pool of blood he was making all over the deck.

That's a lot of blood . . . that's a LOT of BLOOD. He's-he's--
'Human, he's going to DIE!"'

Feeling sick, Noelle looked over to the pile of dirt and stone left on the deck from her barrage on the nameless. The whole thing slid over to her with a flick of her wrist and she reached into her seed pouch, jamming a seed into the dirt pile. As the Golden Pitcher plant grew she wrestled Joe over onto his front, hastily grabbing a mature pitcher and pouring it over Joe's bleeding shoulder and side. She could feel hot tears springing to her eyes as she emptied the first pitcher and went for a second to be sure the wounds had healed enough for him to stop bleeding.

"Joe? Joe?!" She whispered frantically, leaning over him and pressing two blood-covered fingers to his neck. In her panic she was having a hard time accurately finding a pulse, so she quit trying to locate it and bent over his face, listening for his breath. It was there--shallow and quiet, but there. Feeling like the tears in her eyes would take over, the agromancer sat back with a heavy, stress-filled sigh. Things were getting to just be too much.

Jacob ll Below deck

No no no....it should have ended. They need more.
It's not your fault it-
NO. LAY DOWN. I'LL HANDLE THIS.

And like that, it was gone. All the darkness was purged and the sky had become normal. Jacob slumped over slightly. He looked to Kyle, to Joe, to Louis, to Michelle, and to Noelle. Why not him? Why not him? Why not him? He was there. Was he so useless that he wasn't a threat to this monstrosity, or was he so weak that he couldn't protect them. Jacob couldn't discern which felt worse. He looked at them, bleeding...battered. They could all just die. He couldn't do anything. Jacob felt a sense of shame and a little guilt...cowardice. Everything welled up inside. His eyes glimmered for a moment. The soft sea breeze was blowing in his eyes, coaxing him to cry. He pulled his goggles back on, and walked just stared at Joe. Not another one. Lose one friend, get pissed. Lose a second...a vendetta. I don't know who or what that was...that woman in the sky...so help me...they've done monstrous things...they've created a monster. Jacob shed a few tears as he walked below the deck, completely silent. He couldn't help up top. He so desperately wanted to, but what was there? Out of all the useless facts, figures, pointers, primers and statistics, Jacob never learned emergency aid. Even after he had his foot and hand sliced open, deep gouges and lacerations...he didn't know s**t. Jacob planted his feet firmly in the wall, about a foot off the ground. and did pushups. He didn't stop. When arms were weak, he pressed on. Not again. I had it. Next time, I'll be like Joe. I'll crush its head with my bare hands. I'll be the best. I'll be able to protect my friends. I'll be the best.

[ Kyle : Caribbean : Black Pearl ~ Deck ]

Kyle watched everything that went down with what could only be described as uselessness twisting his facial features. The Light had seemed to make the thing convulse, to be sure, but shortly afterward, the Darkness was lifted, making the effort mostly useless. It seemed defeated, melting away; Kyle's eyes remained on the glowing aura, but found that in the light of day, it made too little a difference.

Kyle felt his body try to pump more adrenaline as Joe was struck again, the Nameless appearing within his shadow just to send him flying. However, he was already too weakened; the Dark poison had long since sapped him of the ability to fight, and he was still bleeding. But he was conscious, and ignored the pain as he watched everything occur.

He couldn't move to Joe's side like Noelle and Sayrike; he couldn't even go check on Sora, who was still passed out on the deck a few meters away. But he could feel the Darkness within Joe (the seal, despite Kyle's weakness, still worked), and he was willing to bet it was draining the fighter as much as it was draining the himself, and Sora likely wouldn't wake until the poison was removed.

Did anyone with them have Esuna? He couldn't recall; his mind was too hazy, filled with negative emotions due to the poison's dark effects. But they had to be rid of it. Joe was near the same state as Sora; Kyle was still conscious and could still move, at the very least. They shouldn't have to bear that burden. They shouldn't have to suffer.

He thought back to his healing ability; he could heal others, at the cost of his own well-being. Could he not do the same with these poisons?

Magic is an art. You are limited only by your imagination.

Kyle held up his free hand (the one not trying to stop the bleeding) and opened the palm toward the sky, focusing on the bo-wielder and the Keyblader; an aura of light briefly enveloped the two of them before dissipating into small glowing orbs, flying back to Kyle. The Dark Taint that had flooded their veins was now gone, allowing for healing to occur.

{ Kyle unlocked Virgo's Victim }

Kyle grimaced as his hand dropped down to his side, holding it carefully. He remained leaning against the mast, refusing to fall, refusing to give in to the Darkness still flooding his veins. He felt it fester along the wound, and for the slightest of moments, thought he felt a small tendril sliding across his palm.

"I'm fine," he shouted, knowing Sayrike was worried. "Get the rest of them up and running. It's just a flesh wound."

Kyle couldn't help but chuckle, even despite the Darkness eating away at his nerves.