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[Elleon ~ Carribean Sea ~ Dutchman's Deck]

The dark agromancer winked at Alice after her appearance, drumming her nails on the railing beside her. Then Nick reached his breaking point. Elleon clasped a hand over her mouth as her face turned pink. Audible snorts could be heard coming her--her attempts at concealing her laughter were failing. She didn't even have to say anything more, it was enough to get one rise out of the stupid b*****d. As soon as her giggle fit had subsided she sighed and got back to her feet.

"Oh man, that was great, made my day," Elleon smirked, wiping a laughter induced tear from her eye. "Okay, well I had just dropped by to see what was up, and obviously not much. I'm off to the salon, the ladies are welcome to join me. I wouldn't be very good arm candy if I didn't look my best."

With a snicker, the small blonde turned and opened up a portal. She didn't need to say anything to Ajora--he knew where to go when he needed to. . . unwind, and goodness knew after that little episode and the day to come he'd be running to her soon enough. After one quick glance back at the group she stepped through the portal, leaving it open for those who wished to join her.

[Anthony ~.~ Shipwreck Cover ~.~ Black Pearl]

Anthony stared at John in disbelief. "Replace your legacy!?" he said, sounding rather horrified. "No one's gonna die today! Or tomorrow! Or the day after tomorrow!" He gestured to the both of them with his finger. "You and I," he tilted his head behind him at the others, "And the rest of them hooligans are gonna fix this and get home--alive and in one piece. So stop talking like the next battle will be our last. We've gotten this far, right?"

The young man paused and looked down at the waters below. "And we'll get James back, too..." An image of a flame of darkness flickered in his mind.

The knight turned his attention back to John. "Unless you were just kidding... in which case, lulz all around!" He couldn't help but chuckle.

[Lucian ~.~ Caribbean ~.~ Flying Dutchman]

Lucian stepped back once Nicholas raged. He completed the high five himself, then lowered his arms to his sides. "That's coo', just leave me hangin' like that. I don't mind."

"These guys are gonna get me killed before I even get a chance to meet my original--or worse, before I get to do ANYTHING AT ALL!" the Replica thought as he glanced from Dusk to Saint.

The short blonde girl left. In fact, her leaving made the young man realize he hadn't paid much attention to the original Replicas since they all started appearing. He glanced about him, taking note of the others. Kuro-Oni he already had the pleasure of meeting. The other one who seemed to be ignoring them all, but perked up when Nicholas let out a burst of wind, and the other girl who appeared shortly after the blonde. They all were quite seasoned, as opposed to the new bunch. If anyone had the right to complain or ask another to prove his or her worth it would've been them and not the newbies.

When the second Ajora appeared, Lucian did the shifty, squinty, suspicious eyes. When they both started talking, the Replica couldn't help but smile. His words alone were hardcore. He'd hate to see the man in action. When he finally finished speaking, the Fallen Knight saluted Ajora and said, "Capiché, sir!" He lowered his hand. "Now what?" he asked. "Do we go off and fight some mobs?" He became animated and started fencing with imaginary opponents. "Or gun down some newbs?" He pretended to man a machine gun and even went as far as to make the 'duh-duh-duh-duh-duh' machine gun fire sound effect. "Or, you know...," he sat down on the deck beside Nick, "I don't mind sitting around s'more either."

[Dawn : Shipwreck Cove : Black Pearl]

Dawn looked over the edge of the ship, tuning out the conversations and movements on board. Demyx and Axel were talking with Leon. Anthony and John were enjoying each others company. The pirates were being pirates. Meanwhile she was just there standing alone looking at the sea. Her hand gripping the railing of the ship tightly. As she was standing there slightly a portion of what John said caught her ear. Something about if someone died. Then Anthony answered him. As Dawn came closer, she could feel her heart skip a beat.

"Dang straight no one is going to be dying here!" Dawn said as she got closer to the men smiling playfully, "If you die I am going to the Underworld and drag you out myself. That goes to both of you." Though she was smiling and had a teasing tone to her voice, it had an underlined seriousness and pain to it.

'The last thing I want is to loose someone else during all of this...' she thought to herself sadly as she rubbed her arm slowly looking down.

[ Kyle ; Sora ; Seymour ; Yuffie : Atlantica : Throne Room ]

"Yeah, you guys gettin' some strat goin' on?" she asked, swimming up beside the group; Joe had also shown up by this point, so everyone was present and accounted for.

"Yes'm," Kyle nodded, his arms crossed as he carefully tread water with his fin. "Now that we're all here, I'd say it's safe to start. So, first thing's first--Seymour, the amplifying magic you set up for the mermaid princesses, how does it work?"

"It is simple magic, really," he began, shrugging his arms slightly; even when modest, his voice held its lofty tone. "Their magic is projected by their voices. The room, then, was made to take their magically-attuned voices and play them over the entire battlefield. A massive effect range for no additional mana."

"So if another with musical magic were to be placed in the room?"

"The same effects would apply..."

All eyes, for the moment, immediately turned to Jenny. Kyle gave a brief smile.

"And that, Jenny, is where you should be," he said, briefly raising a brow. "And, if possible, the Siren herself. You are her summoner, right?"

"A musical Aeon... the potential boons our defenses would have would be nothing short of magnificent," Seymour mused, taking his chin in his elongated hand as he thought.

Sayrike::Atlantica::Throne Room

"See, I told you I totes knew where to go." He proudly exclaimed to Sayrike. "We barely even got lost." Sayrike could not roll her eyes back any farther--a useless effort anyway, since the mask covered them--but her exaggerated, playful body movement made her sentiments toward Kyle's remark and his use of slang clear. "If by 'barely' you mean--" (and here she held up her index and middle fingers to simulate quotation marks) "--'totes,' then yes, I'd agree." They had to ask a passing herd of seahorses for directions through the labyrinth of the city streets. Sayrike had enjoyed her time with Kyle, though--he was funny, polite, and entertaining, so it hadn't so much been "getting lost" as it had been "time for playful banter." Even Yuffie was a bit of a character to be around after they had found her. However, playtime was over, and it was time to get down to business (to defeat the Huns! Oh, no wait, they've already gone and done that, I think.)

Battle talk got underway. "Well, if we're offering up strengths, I'm mostly good at shielding as well, with some long-distance attacks. But I think Kyla would be more versatile than me with attacking, since it seems she can create what she wants with her magic." It was true; in a horde-type onslaught, Sayrike's abilities didn't work as well. It was better for her to single out a few enemies to copy and tailor her attacks for. She'd feel more comfortable with a solid weapon of some sort, but she didn't think anyone had a foil or a naginata lying around, which were the only two weapons she had ever taken lessons for. Oh well, life dealt me another hand this time around.

[ Kyle ; Sora ; Seymour ; Yuffie : Atlantica : Throne Room ]

"Bobbi brings up a valid point that I was going to come to next--we'll need mobile eyes," he explained, looking back around. "People with a good vantage point should definitely transmit what they see to Jenny while she's in the room. That way, she and Siren will know which musical boons are necessary for the moment."

"If Bobbi can fulfill that role, then all the better. Personally, I was going to ask that Kyla try to do so, due to topic number three: defense. Specifically," he paused, a small frown coming to his features. Whatever he was about to say obviously annoyed him somewhat. "--mine. I'm going to be on the backside of the battlefield, completely focused on making sure my spells go off without a hitch. Any interruption and it's likely the entire web will collapse. I had originally planned on asking Kyla to fulfill that role because her magic allows her to affect essentially anything she can see or envision with her mind, giving her--as you guys said--a great range. She can affect the battlefield and defend as necessary. And with that sort of vantage point, she'd be able to transmit back to Jenny the general outline of the battlefield, while Bobbi goes through the specifics."

"If you're good at defending as well, Sayrike, then it couldn't hurt to have you around," he said, turning to face her with violet eyes. "The more defense I have, the longer I can withstand any pressure and give others time to come help out if it comes down to it. I don't expect this set-up to last the entire battle, either, so it's not like you would be out of commission for the whole thing. It's mostly just a mass-thinning measure."

"The amplifying room will also need defense. More than any other location," he explained, now looking to Seymour. "That's where I think you and Yuffie would do best, Maester. I dislike having to cut out our strongest mage and our most agile fighter, but those boons affect the hundreds of soldiers out here, so they take priority."

"And what about me?" Sora asked, raising an eyebrow. He already had a fairly good idea where he was going--where he always went--but wanted to hear it out to be sure. "Front lines?"

"Front and center, just like the rest of our key fighters," he said, nodding. "Keep in mind, though, we are a defense. So long as Atlantica stands, we're victorious. We just need to hold the line until they run out of minions and monsters."

[Dani :: Atlantica :: Throne Room]

“Maybe I can be of assistance,” Dani spoke, breaking her long silence. “I am good at mid-range combat because of my chakrams and also we are in water, which is my element.”

Dani then looked specifically over to Kyle. “Is there anywhere you would like me to be in your plan? Dani asked the leader of the group.

[ Ashley :: Caribbean :: Dutchman's Deck ]

“Glad that drama is semi over,” Ashley spoke, her water clones in front of her due to the fighting that had ensued.

“I guess I will stay here,” Ashley said looking at Ajora “I am interested to see how all of this works out. I at least understand how to try and keep a level head.”

[Jenny :: Atlantica :: Throne Room]

Jenny looked up with a look of surprise on her face as Kyle mentioned her. Naturally, it all made sense to have her there though a pang of longing echoed through her heart. She wanted to be with the others, where she could see them. Nonetheless, she gave a quick nod; knowing full well that her powers would best be served elsewhere and that she could still protect everyone... even more-so. She just had to trust them.

Siren on the other hand seemed far more delighted, silks rustled as her attention was caught. .:Finally~! Something to do! We'll give them a performance that'll knock 'em dead~ ...literally.:. A melodious laughter followed after like the chiming of bells.

The mage tried to convert some of her summon's confidence into her own as she took a deep breath, looking to Kyle as her determination flared. All annoyance from the previous night had long dissolved into forgotten songs and in its place, guilt settled. Neither Kyle nor Kyla had slept a wink and as much as they tried to hide it; it showed to her like an untuned violin in an orchestra. "I'll try my best to watch over all of you!" Her head bobbed slightly in a slight bow, a habit she had yet to dispel. Then, she looked to Bobbi and Kyla with a smile. "I'll entrust my vision over the battlefield to you then," Jenny added, still a little flustered that so much weight had shifted onto her shoulders. She couldn't let them down, nor did she plan to. Not now. Not ever. She was going to light up the field with explosions.