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[Nick :: Dark Margin :: Dark Beach]

The Walker of the Wheel turned his head, noticing the new woman approaching. Her long black hair tied in two ponytails, the light blue outfit...Yet he could feel the woman's pure maliciousness boiling under the surface. She could probably kill Nick if she tried, but on the other hand, so could all of the other Replicas...In theory.

But, a feeling rumbled in his chest, his gaze still locked onto the new girl. It suddenly hit him, well, more specifically, Chaos hit him with new information and forced the Dark Knight to make a greeting. Before speaking, he looked down, noticing the seal of the Impure Esper.

"Hello, CuChulainn. Fancy seeing you here. I was unaware that you were free from our former imprisonment." He smirked, turning back to the other Replicas and watching them carefully.

[Elleon .:. Artemis .:. Jadis ~ France ~ Notre Dam Cathedral]

Elleon sat in the candle lit room tending to Artemis' injuries in a doting way. Delia had been gone for a while now, out and about doing what she wanted, and Jadis was currently glowering in the corner. The Ice Queen was beginning to feel antsy now. She hadn't expected to be doing nothing after having been revived--she couldn't even return to her former palace and get comfortable. Sitting in a storage closet and wasting away hardly suited her fancy. Her revivor knew it too, but there was little Jadis could do to object or convince her into action. Being indebted to someone had it's downsides, but it wasn't just that. Each seemed to have a healthy fear of the other, Elleon of Jadis' power, and Jadis of Elleon's potential. Jadis was still trying to regain her power, and though she could probably take Elleon on at the current time she wasn't even close to her ability at her prime. It would be safe to stay under wraps for now, and it seemed that the Replica would keep her safe, so she was satisfied.

"Dearest, I'm sorry for leaving you out there." Elleon told Artemis, handing her another healing elixir. She sounded somewhat genuine. "I'm just so distracted as of late. I left you and a sudden thought struck and I had to act on it."

Artemis merely nodded, silently taking the potion and drinking it. She'd gotten hit by Anthony's attacks on the battlefield and it was enough to drive her away. She feared her creator's disappointment, but Elleon praised her instead, being supportive of her small achievement.

"And what, may I ask, was so important?" Jadis asked out of curiosity.

Elleon shrugged and stood up, sounding nonchalant, "Oh, a few items, that's all. These worlds are riddled with interesting things."

"I see . . ."

The blonde went to the door and cracked it open, looking around outside before ducking her head back in. "It's time to move. We can't stay in one place for too long. And when I say we, I mean you."

"Oh, perfect." Jadis said somewhat facetiously, "And which hole are we hiding in next?"

Elleon waved off her condescending tone, "Oh shush you, it's a comfortable one. It may not be cold enough for your liking, but hey, beggars can't be choosers, right?"

Jadis let out a sigh that clearly voiced her disapproval and got to her feet, waiting for Elleon to dark portal them all away. Hopefully they would be staying at the next location a little longer, the travelling was beginning to wear her down.

[Joe: Hawaii: Mothership Mess Hall]

The male blinked up at Mathy when the arm went around him. "Hm? Oh, yeah, fine. Just...stuff. You know." Blinking, he looked at Kyle on the other side of Mathy. "I miss something?"

[Lexaeus]

Stab. Chomp. Chew. Stab. Chomp. Chew.

And the glaring continued through it all.

[Bal-Hur: Dark Margin: Dark Beach]

The gargoyle gave Celia a small smile, a tiny bow, and the cold shoulder of an explanation as he turned and walked back to where he had been standing before crouching down on the balls of his bare feet. Ajora still held his interest, as did the new replicas, and as he watched, the slave crown was lazily twirled around a finger.

[Dawn ; Quina : Mothership : Mess Hall]

"Good food. Plunty more. Eat! Eat!" Quina said with much excitement as people stated their pleasure in his cooking. Something the Chef was much pleased with. Nothing better than eating food himself than sharing good food with others.

Dawn, despite the smell of food, numerous conversations and Kyle's outburst, remained in her spot. Instead of getting up, her eyes had gotten rather heavy on her and started to fall, along with her hair that acted like a veil, making it difficult for anyone to see the Dancer's face. As her side leaning more against the wall.

[Jenny :: Mothership :: Mess Hall]

"Me either! For me, opening up to other people is one of the more difficult things," Jenny admitted a little hesitantly. Before all this happened, Jenny never would have thought to make friends with so many people. It was usually just a circle of friends she trusted; friends who knew her real self. But being around these people, it made her happy; though she absently wondered if they could all stay in touch after they managed to fix the worlds and Earth. She sure hoped so.

"It's a wonder how much we've all changed while on this adventure, we wouldn't have ever guessed it 6 days ago!" Jenny laughed a little at their situation. No one would've guessed this 6 days ago.

[ Ajora ; Celia ; Lettie ; Zexion ; Bal-Hur : Dark Margin : Dark Beach ]

"Alas, yes, the Kichi-Replica did nothing but cry and whine about his worthlessness, making him worthless- the self-fulfilling prophecy," Ajora groaned, rolling his eyes at the memory. As Not-Amy walked forward toward Nicholas, Repli-John began to walk into the center-- it was his turn. "And then Alan's Replica went and offed him! Refused to listen, the little runt. We'll deal with him later, you'll see."

"Come over here, bell'amica, I would have you at my side if you would so grace me," he called out to her, and with a motion of his right hand, Lettie moved aside, granting an obvious position at his right side. A few seconds after the offer, Repli-John was in position and slowly slipped off his crown, tossing it to Celia on Ajora's left. As with the others, his consciousness would slowly return, accompanied by quickly dissipating throbbing headache brought about by the crown's removal.

[Noelle ~ Mothership ~ Mess Hall]

When Kyle entered and commented on the food Noelle looked up and smiled. She was previously trying to wrap her head around everything Kyla was proposing. Really, she wasn't much of a whiz when it came to this stuff. It took her a while to catch on. So when the excuse to stop listening in presented itself she was happy to take it. Realizing that she had yet to get food she did so, grabbing a plate and dishing out a little of everything available. Seeing Dawn standing off to the side as she returned to her seat made he curious.

"Daaaaaawwwnnnn." Noelle said jovially as she came closer, "Foooooooood. It's time for teh noms. Om nom nom."

[ Ajora ; Celia ; Lettie ; Zexion ; Bal-Hur : Dark Meridian : Dark Beach ]

As Alice came to his side, Ajora couldn't help but smile. The strangest part, however, was how eerily... genuine the smile might have seemed to those who viewed him from a good point of view. Of course, the only one who was, was currently waking up, and by the time he grew conscious, the smile had slipped away.

Instead, it was replaced with an amused grin, accompanied by a single raised brow. "You're currently in a world possessed by Darkness known as the Meridian. Your head likely hurts due to the removal of the Slave Crown, as it does tends to integrate itself as much as possible."

He seemed entirely unaffected by the John-Replica's 'filthy' mouth.

"The pain should subside soon, since you have been freed-- freed from mental enslavement, freed from petty burdens you never wished to carry," he said, shrugging his shoulders. "And freed from societal captivity that your original self had so clung to. Now, you may do as you please, when you please and how you please."