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[[Louis : Shipwreck Cove : Mental Plane]]

Louis had to force down the frown that would have shown prominently on his face if he weren't careful, "I don't even want to know what you mean by pieces of you... not that it matters."

Louis confidence was little astounding even to himself, especially considering how vulnerable he felt amongst the dark void around him in reality. He dismissed the subject and continued with the current one, "Anyway, I had the same feeling about that creature. And somehow, I believe that you don't know what it is. I've discerned enough about you to know that if you truly knew what it was and you had anything directly to do with it, you would have just outright said so... or at least made some kind of eluding joke or reference. After all, what do you have to fear from your ally~" The arcanist's words were laced with sweet sarcasm, his words not quite meaning the opposite, but enough to make it clear he would only give Ajora a long enough rope to hang himself with.

[[Louis : Shipwreck Cove : Mental Plane]]

"Allot more than you think," he smirked at Ajora's ending comment, also simultaneously thinking, "I'll take the light beer comment as compliment."

Louis sat there a moment, then asked out of genuine curiosity, "So, I guess the entirety of the replicas aren't all that obedient... about as obedient as you are to anyone else I assume? How is it you all cooperate then? Is there no actual chain of command? Or do you all simply have the exact same goals and work in some miraculous harmony, cuz honestly, I don't see loyalty being at the top of any of your best qualities list."

[[Louis : Shipwreck Cove : Mental Plane]]

"Next... batch? Fresh meat?" his voice grew concerned and his features tensed, "What do you mean? You're making more?"

Jacob ll Shipwreck Cove ll Cliffside -> Docks

Jacob grappled the side of the cliff face and gently lowered himself down to a small overhang off the trailside. He could just barely make out the docks. Up here, he felt the cool breeze bounce off the sharp cliff side. He climbed down a few more feet leaned back, and did a gainer off the cliff, about twenty meters in the air, and landed with a loud splash. He held his breath and sank, letting the pressure equalize and hold him in a stasis. It felt...not relaxing...not good, nor bad...It just felt different. Better than before. He hadn't realized that he no longer controlled his breath in. Jacob spurted out his air in surprise as he 'accidentally' took a sharp inhale through his nose. A veil fluttered over his body, the magics of the dress sphere taking over to shape him for the water. His shirt: gone. Over his spine, a glowing strip of bioluminescence in a vibrant teal. His legs had become a long set of blue fins. A jelly fish thing. Brilliant.

Huh...
Jacob....look down.
Oh my...I seem to have something where I shouldn't...Fancy that.
Yeah. Seems great Jacob. The real question is, whether you're going to be alright? It's hardly been a few hours since you've met Sayrike, and you're acting all stupid. Stop it. You're just getting emotional for nothing.

[Elleon .:. Jadis .:. Delia ~ Notre Dam Cathedral]

"Comfortable, I hope."

Jadis looked up as she heard the voice of her revivor in the room. The place of the Ice Queen's choosing within the Cathedral was one of the larger side rooms meant for storage. It had two pews, a long table, and several candelabras inside. The only lightsource was that of the late evening sun through a high-placed window and lit tapered candles around the room. The stone walls kept the temperature low naturally, but Jadis' presence made it absolutely frigid.

"It is by no means my palace," she spat from the pew she was seated at, "But it will have to do."

Elleon rolled her eyes at the witch's tone, remarking to herself the irony of where they were at the moment. She said curtly, "Yeah-yeah, well this is all temporary anyway, so don't get too comfortable. Where's Delia?"

"I am not entirely certain." Jadis replied sourly, "She said something about gypsies before she ran off."

"Ah, very good. Alright, I'm back on my way then. Just try not to kill eachother while I'm gone."

"No promises."

Delia shouldered the door to enter the room and then kicked it shut with a slippered foot. It seemed the girl had been doing some shopping, as her arms were full of food supplies and various other luxury goods. Perhaps shopping wasn't the proper term for her ventures.

"Ooh~" Elleon crooned, eyes lighting up, "Steal me anything good?"

"Sure," Delia snorted, tossing a small box up at the blonde.

The Replica caught it and peeked inside, finding three gold upper arm bands. She ooh'ed again and slipped them up to her right bicep, admiring how they glittered in the candle light. "You've done well, Delia~"

"Nothing but the best for you, babe." Delia mumbled around a mouthfull of whatever food she'd taken. "Now get outta here, me and gran have bonding time to get to."

"Sure-sure. Enjoy." Elleon smiled, stepping back into a dark portal and vanishing.

[Elleon ~ Atlantica ~ ???]

"Still, he's got the Trident, so we'll need to be careful. I'll send in the Lackey, see if I can just sneak it away from him. Prepare your own, in case that doesn't work; we'll have to force it out of his grasp one way or another."

"I don't believe I could have chosen a better time. Forcing is one of my areas of expertise~"

Elleon darted away, swimming towards where she supposed Triton's throne room might be. She hadn't come too close to Ajora, just close enough to eavesdrop. He was probably aware of her presence, but she didn't mind that at all. The Replica flited around columns, enjoying her new form. Moments before she had been distracted by the arm bangle she'd been given, but this transformation was highly more interesting. Elleon was now a mermaid that resembled a sea swallow, though with purple and black coloring. Taking her eyes up off her tail, the Replica spotted the most accessable entrance to the throne room. She kept to the shadows, darting from behind one pillar to the next. Triton's throne was faced away from her so he wouldn't see her movements, but she masked it even more by stirring up the sand among the pillars creating the circular area. Now even her shadow couldn't be seen and she could move freely even among the pillars before the Atlanticean king. Triton furrowed his brows at the unusual movement of the sands, leaning forward in his throne. Elleon spotted the trident across his lap--if she could just be fast enough. Triton took the trident in his hand warily, making the blonde curse herself silently.

"Who is there?" Triton called gruffly, slipping up from his throne. Before he could move much further, all the sand lingering in the water beyond the throne room rushed at the king, making him throw up an arm in defense. This, however, was merely a distraction. The sand below him curled up around Triton's tail, pulling him down and encacing him up to the collar bone, the trident sticking out of the ground uselessly beside him.

"Ohh," Elleon mumbled in disapproval, coming out of her hiding place as the sand cleared away. "And here I was expecting more. This was simply too easy."

"Who are you?! Free me at once!" He demanded, struggling to free himself from the ground's grasp, but finding the effort futile.

"And you are much-much too noisy. Time to go where no one can hear you scream~"

Before Triton could protest any more, the sandy earth swallowed him whole, leaving just the trident sticking up from the ground. She of course left him in a hollowed out area--there was no need to kill him yet. Triumphantly pulling the trident from the ground, Elleon swam away, making a large circle to come around behind where she knew Ajora was. She had taken little time in procuring the trident, so she expected that he would still be in the same place. As she thought, he and his lackey plus one had gone nowhere.

"Hey sexy~" She called, lifting up the trident. "You lookin' for this? Catch!"

Elleon threw the trident at Ajora's back just as she would her spear. She would feel little remorse if he was late in catching it and it stuck him, but she doubted that would happen. Though she'd get a laugh out of it.

[[Louis : Ship Wreck Cove : ...Crazy Land?]]

Louis was silent at this point, his thoughts drifting slowly to a halt. He didn't know how to feel about the fact more replica's were being made, his only regret was he was sure without Vexen's completed work, they would be just as chaotic and uncontrollable as Ajora. Then Ajora spoke again, mentioning something about a trident. It took Louis a moment before figuring out what he was talking about. "Congratulations," He replied simply, before shutting out Ajora from his mind completely. ((This included being able to read his thoughts))

{Kyle : Hawaii : Alien Ship

Huh. Crashing is a good way to get it somewhere. Pretty impressive and all that though. Though, kinda curious why the ship won't move.

Meh. We'll find out eventually. Be quiet for now. Seems like important things are happening and running your mouth won't help any.

Like I was planning to run my mouth at the supreme commander of the ship and all its personnel. That would be stupid. There was only a light chuckle in response, which aggravated him just a bit. He wasn't that stupid. Well...there had been times when he might have hit that point of stupidity.

When Bobbi spoke up about volunteering to help, Kyle nodded along with her, although the nod slowed a bit as she went on to say that they could make up for several divisions. That seemed a pretty tall claim. It really depended on how skilled the divisions were and how many people were in each. She seemed pretty confident at least.

When the Grand Councilwoman mentioned the Zords, Kyle instantly was brought back to the battle with Elleon. Was that what she meant? Because that had been hard on his magic, keeping that summoning up. The style had seemed to transition automatically, kind of like their suits. Maybe it was a curiosity of the world, that they have to match the customs and such. It wouldn't do to have a giant snake fighting for the good guys, but a giant mechanical snake was cool.

"Well, while our allies are occupied with regaining their powers, we can at least help you. Well, I'm not entirely sure how much help I'll be. My sum...Zord, seems to be fairly rooted to the ground. Although fixing rockets onto it would be awesome." He finished with a grin, imagining the possibilities. He would be totally ready for a rematch with Elleon and her stupid Titan. Only this time, Midgardsormr would be kicking it rocket style.

[ Kyle : Shipwreck Cove : Docks ]

Kyle floated upright, his arms crossed, before sighing and putting his hands on his hips in exasperation. "You do realize we were only joking, right? You're practically the most masculine person we have in this group."

He ran a hand through his hair, finding it felt weird underwater. "If I'd have known you were so self-conscious about it, I wouldn't have opened my mouth," he began, shaking his head. "Why do we keep doing this? Really? We're practically an old married couple."