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[Kyla: Atlantica: Throne Room]
Having sketched nearly most of the battle field surrounding Atlantica, Kyla had a good scope of what she had to work with. It would appear her original location would have to be somewhere between Kyles hideaway- and the front exterior of the Palace.

She’d have to confirm to Kyle about that first- sending him a mental image of her plotted map would be easy through charms.. Actually…

“ Here- this should help.” Kyla opened her book, held it out and open between them all, and the image on the page suddenly lifted off the them and became like a 3d projection. It could zoom in, and focs on locations they needed to discuss.

For started Kyla began jotting down possible places where each person suggested they could go- that way they could cross compare their positions. She smiled at Jenny as she put a dot with her name on it right between the calculated distance of Kyle’s meditation location and the Castle.

“ I won’t be too far- just be a few tail kicks outside your doorstep. “
Next she addressed them all again-
“ As for the battle field defenses, I think I have something you can use. About the Geists there is something else you should know. In terms of defense against their touch I can protect you, but keep in mind it would be in spurts-”
She illustrated by creating a giant lotus shield with it’s shape fragmenting into the layers of the flowers bud from the outside to inner core. they shifted in a partial phantasmal state, slipping effortlessly through the terrain, so it’s petals were jutting half way through, or floating in the endless watery field above. The shape began to shift and the petals rose and fell in patterns of rotation with Atlantica at it's epicenter.

“These walls can be used to block and or separate their numbers depending on where you need them to be. They will require much concentration- but if the orders are accurate I can get them to you if you’re about to be overwhelmed."
" Sora- remember the cave? When we went after Rae?"

" I discovered back in Narnia- when Joe was …taken from us, that Geists cannot get through anything I create that is infused with my essence. I discovered this when thousands were set on us back in Ursula’s cave. I had used my pictomancy to make a wall, and a different version of the Lotus shield capsule around Rae when she was separated form us."

A small figment of the memory played back like a ghostly image over the map for them to see- like watching a fragmented playback of some video- Kyla's illustrative journal re-animated the event for them to see the phenomena in action.

"The more of myself I put into the shield, the stronger it held them back. It requires a lot of energy and concentration, but I’m stronger since that day- I believe I can juggle these much easier than before. What I will require is an accurate fix on where their numbers shift, so I know where and when to move the walls.”

This would mean their eyes on the battle field would be a crucial element to making the most of the shifting shields. this wasn't just an informative pitch, it was a suggested way she could divide up the field for them. The possibilities were endless in truth- but this was the first structured thing she could think of. It provided a layered defensive landscape, moving to her allies advantage.
Openings would allow them to advance or retreat in safety, and separate the enemies numbers or entrap them when necessary for easier pickings.
However, stronger she may be- Kyla was only one castor- if there was a way to reinforce her powers to an extended time she was all ears. Perhaps if there was a way to draw out the spell longer or piggy-back it with another one from an outside party?


(( Nyaaa stupid gaia cutting out my response to noelle and prote!- was the last paragraph it sliced it right off WTF?! . fffffk! '' sorry- will edit this if you want!))

((Weeell Kyle's post made it a part of the RP now, so . . . ONWARD 8D))

[Noelle .:. Prote ~ Atlantica ~ Throne Room ]

Noelle was about to start when Kyla continued past her. She stared at her for a moment before pressing her lips together, making a brief popping noise and lacing her fingers behind her back. Feeling a bit awkward, she waited patiently. Kyla had said something about the Geists that concerned Noelle, so she made a mental note to bring it up first. Back on the Pearl she and Prote conversed extensively about his kind, so it was her job to get everyone caught up. As soon as Kyle gave her an opportunity, the agromancer moved forward and motioned for Prote to stand at the center of their gathered group.

"A few things, but before I get to that I gotta mention something to everyone." She replied to Kyle, moving her hands as she spoke (a habit of hers that came out as soon as she started speaking in front of a group or had to explain something), "Kyla, you said that you were able to fend off the Geists with your pictomancy in Narnia? It may have worked then, but there's a very slim possibility, probably even none at all, that it will work again--that's the way we have to think anyway. All of us. Geists by nature are learning, evolving, and adapting opponents. They probably know everything about us, down to our abilities. See, Geists, at least these ones, have a creator, one that can form them out of several memories or just one alone. She, as Prote has told me, chooses which memories to equip your basic Geist with, and these memories she takes from Geists that have gathered information. So each new generation of Geists receives not just a memory update, but an ability update to make them more efficient and more likely to win. They might know how to counter our old moves . . . this makes them terrifying. Whenever you fight a new Geist, don't expect the same experiences that you've had with them in the past, because chances are they know your abilities better than someone you've fought once or twice, but not only that they're equipped to counter them."

Noelle paused to let that sink in a little and gather her thoughts. She realized that was a bit of a bomb to drop on them but . . . it was important. They couldn't be careless, and that meant no Geist left standing. They couldn't allow a source for the next generation to get by them.

"Alright, umm," the small blonde continued, trying not to get flustered. "Back to the new Geists. There are four new kinds out there on the battlefield. The first are Kinetics." Prote phased and changed his appearance (as he would for each new Geist that Noelle mentioned) to mimic that of the Kinetic Geist he absorbed to show the others what they looked like. "They're not any more powerful than a Tabula Rasa, but have a few quirks. They're long-range types that create projectiles with their own being--arrows, javelins, slingshot, you name it. They can also throw anything at their disposal, rocks or stray weapons, without touching them in a sort of telekinetic way. The good thing about these guys is that they're self sacrificing. We don't have to kill them--as soon as they run out of enough energy and material to exist they cease. Bad thing . . . well, you're going to get shot if you're not careful. They can phase but probably won't, their only purpose and objective is to keep shooting. We might need to take care of these guys first because there's the most of them aside from the Tabula Rasas. The second type we have has a little more variety--Djinn. They're like the Kinetics in that they're not much more powerful then the Tabula Rasa, but they pack a little more punch. They're elemental mage types, and there's three different kinds--Fire, Water, and Thunder. These guys can still phase, but can't shape shift. The third is more dangerous, but there's less of them. Shades don't look like normal Geists, as you can see from Prote here,"

Prote had changed into an amorphous cloud of what looked like black smoke. It billowed in and out menacingly before solidifying into a humanesque figure, though still of the same black nature.

"Shades aren't typical shape-shifters because they only have two possible forms. These Geists can recieve damage from magic at all times, but only when in solid form can we attack them physically. Like I said, Shades are more dangerous because they're crafty and hard to kill. And lastly, the Geists that pose the biggest threat."

Prote changed from the Shade appearance to that of a very dark and sinister figure. It was tall and clothed in black, tattered robes, hunched over, with pale, skeletal arms that clung to a deadly-looking scythe.

"These are Grimms. They're the most advanced Geist on the battlefield. They have incredible stamina and resilience, similar to Prote's but not quite at his level. They can't shape-shift, but they can phase, and much faster than any of the other Geists out there. Avoid their scythes at all cost, the scythe is the most dangerous part about them. If cut by the scythe you can be affected by one of a few . . . well, ailments, I suppose. Prote copied them but he's not sure what they do, and I don't think trying to find out now is a good idea. We'll unfortunately have to leave it to the battlefield. They are fewer than any of the other Geists on the field, but I get the feeling that they’ll outlast most everything out there."

As Noelle finished she took a deep breath and looked around at everyone. It was a little quiet, but expectantly so. She had just thrown a lot of information at them, a lot of very scary information. She herself was terrified of these new Geist types. They were horrifying before, but now . . .

”Are . . . there any questions? Prote or I could answer them.”


((Alright, so here's the simplified form of all of this--please don't skip over the wall of text though [sorry XDD] because there's still important stuff in there.

Kinetics: A simple Geist with basic telekinetic abilities. Kinetics can throw objects around them without making contact with these objects or even create projectiles out of their own matter. As soon as a Kinetic uses up too much of its matter or energy it ceases to exist.

Djinn- A magically inclined Geist. Rather than shape-shifting, Djinn are proficient in elemental magic. There are 3 forms of Djinn- Fire, Water, and Thunder.

Shades- A powerful form of Geist. Rather than existing as a physical shape-shifter, Shades exist as a mass of black energy, capable of solidifying at will. They can be damaged by magic at all times, but can only be damaged physically when they take physical form.

Grimms: A highly powerful form of Geist. They've given up shape-shifting powers in lieu of Death-based magic. These Geists cast all four game-winning status ailments-- (1)Old, (2)Fear, (3)Charm, and (4)Doom. They are tall Geists wrapped in black garbs wielding scythes. Beneath their robes, they are very pale, thin, and sickly creatures. Any contact with the scythe will initiate a status affect decided by random number generation. Discretion is left up to the Role Player. Be responsible, Mary Sueism will not be tolerated.

Also, the latter two have a set look, but the first two don't, so I encourage art ideas and such. ;D))

[Joe: Atlantica: Throne Room]

The male had only nodded to Kyla's suggestion. Was he agreeing, or just 'responding'? He...wasn't really sure, cause his own mind was racing. It didn't help that soon, Geist discussion came up, and Joe had to give his all to not just leave the room.

He had ended up leaning against a pillar, arms crossed over his chest and breastplate as he watched. Oh, he wasn't watching the proceedings of the tactics meeting, even though he was still managing to keep a faint touch on the subjects, or even on the royals and their own preparations. No, he was watching the floor, his eyes constantly moving back and forth as if reading something only he could see. Of course, he was going over plans of his own action in his head. Moves he could use and adapt them for underwater battle. Strategies, tactics, anything to make himself useful...and not to lose himself to the Geists.

He never wanted that to happen again...he didn't really want to fight, but at the same time...he had pretty much convinced himself that if he didn't, he'd be less than useless.

[Matthew :-: Atlantica :-: Throne Room]

Matt remained silent as the others talked about the battle; the others knew what was going on better than him anyways, so he was more than certain he wouldn't be able to contribute anything to the conversation. After Kyle informed him about the Geists, he saluted the "War Captain" and quickly went over a list of "cold" attacks in his head. 'I have Aqua Breath, Geyser from Demyx, Ice Spirit from Bobbi...'

'An Arctic Wind and a Zeus' Wrath will make an Ice Bolt,' interjected Matt's summon.

'Oh, thanks... What IS your name exactly?

'Call me Dave.'

'...Really?'

'Roll with it.'

[Noelle .:. Prote ~ Atlantica ~ Throne Room ]

Noelle glanced at Kyla as she apologized and briefly winked at her. She didn't blame her--the poor girl had been up all night, and it was easy to see on her face. Noelle would have to give her a Ginseng Elixir as well before they moved out. As each person asked her questions, the small blonde looked to them and prepared an answer.

"Well, alone barriers are useless." Noelle said to Kyla, backing up what Kyle was saying, "However, they can be enhanced to put us at an advantage. No matter how much a Geist can adapt to enemy magic they are unable adapt to damage-dealing magic, that's the simplest fact about them. If you can handle it, the barriers can still be done, but they need to be more than just a wall. They need to deal damage at the touch--ice damage. I believe ice is the one thing that can actually affect a Geist while phased, right Prote?"

"Correct," he replied flatly, "The damage ratio is less when we phase, but for lesser Geists that have poor energy management, such at the Kinetics, Dijinn, and possibly even the Shades where a Phase state is their normal state, this is a threat. To Phase through ice, especially repeatedly, can end up being a large drain on the energy system."

"Like I said earlier, agility is key with these guys. Any time they Phase, we need to be there with an ice spell, any time they return we need to be there with an ice spell or an attack. If you're low on mana or energy, come to me for an elixir and keep at it. Our offense needs to be aggressive."

Noelle then looked to Kyle M. and addressed his question, "Yes, Geists always Phase with their natural weapons. Any natural weapon a Geist carries is essentially a part of their being--Prote can demonstrate."

As the agromancer motioned toward him, Prote Phased just his arm. Once returned he carried a sword in his hand of the same white color of his being. After Phasing again it was gone.

"All interactions with these weapons should be like an interaction with a normal weapon. If you block it you're good, if you get hit you're not. In the case of the Grimm's scythe the only part you have to worry about is the blade. One cut is all it takes."

[Jenny :: Atlantica :: Throne Room]

Jenny processed the information as she tried to make a map in her head with the information and images that everyone provided. She instantly regretted that she possessed no ice magic, no doubt, endlessly bombing that on the battlefield would help greatly. The mage sighed as she shuffled through her repertoire of magic.

.:No use crying over what can't be helped.:.

I wasn't crying about it... just merely, lamenting the fact of how much help it would've been. Jenny retorted before turning her attention back to Noelle. Geists were pretty scary, thank goodness they had Prote on their side or things would've been scarier. She needed to keep those scythes away from as many people as possible. What they were capable of sent shivers down her spine, and her tail twitched involuntarily in response.

Perpetual Haste would be helpful, and Reflect to help with the defenses. Once I get images from the actual battlefield, we'll be able to help with the offensive side as well. Jenny calculated it all in her head as Siren laughed in the background, a toll of bells against the melodies of songs in her head. Yes, your confidence is reassuring and all, but I can't help but get the feeling that you're scoffing at me.

.:Hmm, am I~?:. was the only response.

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

Anthony nearly fell overboard when Dawn shouted from behind them (and if he didn't grab onto the railing, he most probably would've). "Dagnabbit, woman!" the young man shouted, gripping at his chest. "You nearly gave me a heart attack."

He couldn't help but laugh afterwards.

"I'm not sure when we're gonna head out. To be honest, I'm not even sure where we're suppose to be going. Who's in charge here anyway?"