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{Demyx .:. Red Rose .:. Women's Baths}

Demyx waved as a newcomer walked into the room, though he didn't quite understand her question. The bathrooms were obviously labeled, why would she ask... oh. Yeah, he and John were both just as obviously male, and the sign said this was the girls' room. Duh.

"Hey there, chicka! So, just bathe and gossip, huh?" the Melodious Nocturne asked, returning his attention to Noelle. "No comparing sizes, no playing with each others' hair or makeup, nothing like that? Man, someone lied to me!" He affected a pout, and smacked the water in his tub before crossing his arms, as if horribly disappointed at the prospect of simple bathing and gossiping.

((Teehee, he called Chika chicka. *gets shot*))

{Bobbi .:. Red Rose .:. Men's Baths}

"Whoa, wait, we're doing this now?" the Archer yelped, lurching into a full sitting position and flailing her arms a bit. "I thought Joe was volunteering for when we could get some practice time in! I dunno about you guys, but I've been up since dawn and I was just about ready to crash when I came in here!"

Which would explain why I didn't notice it was the guy's room, she thought to herself as she bit her lip.

"Not that I mind helping out with the experiment, but if I'm required to do anything other than sit here and do a little osmosis, I don't think I'm up for it," Bobbi finished sheepishly. "In the morning, totally, but not right now."

[Kyla: Red Rose: Mens Bathroom]

“Oh no I don’t think it’s like that Bobbi, If you stay still in your tub I’m sure that’s good enough. All this should be doing is transferring your magical characteristics to Joe. Hmmm- then again, if you’re low on strength and mana that may not be enough to support any results…”

The artist’s eyes lifted from the girl in the tub, to Anthony who watched the goings on with the same flustered look. Slowly and hesitantly Kyla asked, “H-how about you? If Bobbi’s power isn’t enough, could you be a substitute?”
Kyla knew her powers alone wouldn’t be enough- it would draw upon the mana reserves of the donor most likely.

{Kyle : Red Rose : Hallways -> Training Room}

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure I heard something about chocobos. At least, I know something has chocobos." He mumbled the last part as he jogged, not completely sure of himself. And then Zidane was suddenly flying ahead of him. "HEY! I THOUGHT THIS WAS GONNA BE ON FOOT!" Kyle shouted as he tried to catch up to him. He thought the tail was just for decoration or something. That was pretty nifty. "Teach me how to grow a tail so I can do that too!"

After the impromptu race, they got to the Training Room, Kyle bent over with his hands on his knees and started to pant a bit. "You...are too...damn...fast." He sputtered out, between panting and laughing.

Once he'd regained his composure, he straightened up and opened the door, gesturing for Zidane to go ahead.

{Bobbi .:. Red Rose .:. Mens' Room}

"I have mana," Bobbi said, relaxing again. "I've at least learned that much over the last few days." Subconsciously, Bobbi held her right hand with her left, running a thumb over the scar on the palm of her right hand. Was it really just two days ago she'd asked Rae to leave that scar, as a sign of lessons learned? It seemed like so much longer... And only yesterday that the White Mage's heart had been brutally ripped from her right before their eyes. So much had happened in the last week alone. Bobbi clenched her jaw as her hands balled themselves into fists.

"Let me get dressed," she said, unstoppering the drain in the tub as she stood, heedless of her undressed state. She didn't stay that way for long, summoning a nightgown with the Dress Sphere as she stood. It was a simple shift of a soft material, iridescent white in color, that reached to her knees. She realized as the bathing chamber came into sharp focus that her glasses were now apparently part of the Dress Sphere. That was definitely handy. And no pesky trips to the optometrist to get a new prescription, either!

"Oh, so that's what you look like!" the Archer exclaimed cheerfully, finally able to see Anthony as something more than a shapeless blur of colors. She glanced at Joe as well, her eyes lingering on his scars, and a shadow of sorrow mingled with guilt crossed her face for a moment before she regained her sleepy cheer from earlier. No use agonizing about something she couldn't change. "Kyla, do your boy thing again, I wanna see!"

"Well hello there!" Sayrike responded to the greeting from the blonde-haired guy. "And...Ooooookay then," the young woman said with a raised eyebrow and an amused expression in answer to the reassurances that everything was all right, it was just an orthodox co-ed experience. "Well, I was going to just take a shower anyway--I never really liked baths--so sorry, boys, I don't think it'll be much of a...revealing experience for you." The right white eyespot on her mask wink as she slung her towel on a nearby hook and then stepped into one of the showers, fully clothed. She wasn't really uncomfortable with guys being there, it's just that she didn't feel like exposing herself right now. Or ever.

The door was opaque, so when Sayrike removed her dressphere, one could only see the (slightly warped) outline of her figure. Even though she could normally hardly feel the eyemask on her face, it still felt really nice for it to be off. The hot water pounded on her back, feeling much like a massage, and it felt like all of the day's trials were running down the drain with the rest of the dirtied water. Oh man, when was the last time Sayrike had taken a shower? Not since she first got thrown into this place. It had been pretty much river water. Cold river water. Freezing. And that was after having salt caked all over her body for several days. Not fun at all. This, however..."Aaahhh, this is heaven," Sayrike sighed in ecstasy. She added her own two cents to the Organization XIII guy's comments of disappointment, speaking over the sound of the running water, "Well, if you want, we CAN do your hair and put makeup on you. I mean, I think your eyebrows need a little tweezing..."

[[Louis : Castle That Never Was : Altar of Naught]]


Louis nodded solemnly to Ajora, "Keeping Seymour's favor should not be very difficult. I'm pretty sure he trusts me not to do anything stupid... and as it stands, I believe he sees me as a worthy asset. I plan to remain that way."

A black crystal formed out of the floor with a deep red heart in the center, "I don't know how much help he'll be..." the crystal pulled in at the sides, and with a sound like cracking glass a dark ice soldier formed at Louis' side. Darkness flowed from Louis leaving him standing in his original clothing as the same darkness transferred to the dark ice soldier.

Armor formed over the soldier and before long the armor simply known as Mateus to the earthlings stood before them, "Take him with you. He won't be able to do much fighting... but he can at least watch your back. If he misbehaves, feel free to remove him if need be."

The avatar turned away and opened a portal, “Try not to irritate him too much. He has a relatively short temper, especially with you. Aside from that, you’re free to give him directions as needed. I imagine he’ll prove useful…”

Without another word, Louis stepped though the portal with a wave over his shoulder.


[[Louis : Narnia : Seymour’s Castle]]


Louis stepped out of the portal into the main hall of Seymour’s castle, greeted in an instant by a male guado, “Ah, you’ve returned. Shall I call for the chefs and have something prepared for you to eat, or perhaps draw a warm bath?”

A sigh escaped Louis’ lips as he imagined a warm bath after the day’s events, “Unfortunately I will not be here for long. I must leave very soon. Thank you though.”

“None needed, sir. Will that be all then?”

“Just a question, a… package should have arrived not too long ago… where is it?” Louis asked as he scanned the main hall, lingering only a split second on the throne where a light disappointment swept over his emotions.

“The object was transported to your quarters in the tower, sir. We have to keep the hall clear of clutter,” the guado gave an apologetic bow before continuing, “Was there something else you would rather have done with it?”

“No, no, that works perfectly, thank you. Oh, could you do me a huge favor and seek out the one named Dr. Finklestein, he should be residing somewhere near the square of Halloween Town. If you find him, tell him that… there is someone interested in acquiring his services. In return, there may be a very large breakthrough involved in his previous line of research. If he agrees, bring him here and set him up with any equipment he requests. Otherwise, I will simply deal with it myself when I find the time,” Louis bowed graciously in return to the guado as he turned and headed for the closest door out of the main hall, “I’ll be going then.”

Louis moved calmly up the stairs of the tower till he finally reached the summit which opened up into a large bedroom complete with a king sized bed covered in deep purple sheets, navy blue pillows, and golden accents. The entire room looked as though it would belong to royalty. To the guado, Seymour likely was just about as close to a king as possible, and since he didn't sleep, they must have poured what dedication they had to him into Louis' accommodations. That, or they just had an obsession with making sure everything looked its best at all times.

Reluctantly, Louis tore his eyes from the bed and shrugged off his growing exhaustion. The window on the opposite end of the room allowed for the warm evening light to pour in. It would seem that the physical distance between Hawaii and Narnia was great enough to make some level of time difference.

In the corner collecting and refracting that light was a giant red tinted crystal floating just off the floor where a red frost collected. Louis moved across the room and placed his hand against its perfectly smooth surface. In reaction to his touch, the deep tint of red seemed to thin, allowing Louis a glimpse inside. A smile crossed his face as he pulled his hand away and the red crystal returned to normal.

“Right then… let’s get started,” and just like that, Louis was gone, whisked away by the shadows.

[ Ajora : Castle That Never Was : Altar of Naught ]

Ajora merely nodded toward Louis, his eyes on the Mateus-soldier and his hand still holding the sickly heart. He raised a brow as he analyzed the Scion's new Heartless host before shrugging, a light chuckle escaping his throat; the heart began to float off to the side of the platform. "Well, alrighty then. Try not to get in the way, hmm?"

[ Possible tie-in to ATE ]