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|My allegiance lies with no one, but I am no bounty hunter.|

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Alex tilted her head to the side in thought for a moment. She seemed to sigh and gave him a sheepish little smile. "I must admit, I'm more here to hunt the heartless, than to find his brother. I hunt the heartless, Elde, as a life. Its the only way I function, really. But..." she said, looking at him in the eyes, "Soryuju seems like he has a good heart, and he needs all the help he can get. And I'd gladly like another shot to slice that little sound girl in half."

She looked away as she spoke into the shadows of the alley. Her eyes darkened a little, and she shifted her eyes back to him. "Same question to you. How devoted are you to him?"

| I simply hunt Heartless, nothing more. If you need that, then I am your girl.|

Still chuckling after discovering what a sub was (they expected her to eat a sandwich??), Orielle dropped the hand that had previously been supported her chin, and raised an eye at the food the peculiar waiter placed before her. It's not her fault her orders just happened to be the most expensive things on the menu... T'was just a habit of hers to call out the dish with the most digits resting beside it, t'is all.
Cocking her head, the Archadian raised her brow ever-so-slightly at what was a... A white fleshy meat sprinkled with herbs and cupped in a flaky red shell. "Lobster Gratinee; straight from Port Royal. I guarantee it is the best dish in Traverse Town, mademoiselle," the order quickly informed her, reading her skepticism.
Waving him away with her hand, Orielle sighed and reached for her cutleries. Thankfully, the eating utensils didn't seem to be any different. "Bon Appétit."

Tsurumi

I'd prefer if you were to just...

...disappear

{Castle Oblivion ~ Commons Area}

Turning away from Haruko, she began to examine her surroundings. Not much to say about it. A rather bland and disgusting place. Turning on her heel, she made her way towards the exit, deciding to explore what mysteries her room might hold. It was as she was walking out that something Diogenes was doing caught her eye. He seemed to standing off to the side, looking at the shadows. Somewhat curious, she sent a small breeze to blow through the area. Just Diogenes and what she had taken for a statue or some semblance of ventilation. Well, until it talked. And moved. And that was quite enough to draw her away from the mysteries of her room.

Strolling nonchalantly across the area, she came to a stop directly outside of the shadows. With another small breeze, she picked out where the two were standing. "You know, you have an incredible stillness about you. Why, I almost thought that you were a statue, or some form of ventilation unit. If you wouldn't have moved, I would never have noticed you." She said to the man in the shadows (Zekvyr). She mentally chided herself for not being more aware. She wouldn't let a slip like that happen again.

"Ah, there we go, right as rain," Merlin muttered as he finally finished flicking his wand.

The entire First District had been restored to its proper state, including the Diner.

As the wizard slowly breathed a sigh of relief, his ears perked up at the sound of a boy nearby, talking to him. Quickly turning to face the young lad, Marlin couldn't help but smile.

"I'm not mad, m'boi, not mad at all. You were just fighting those other nasty buggers, weren't you?" he explained with a smile before offering a hand. "I'm Merlin. I still need to make one more stop before I'm done with repairs, but if you'd like to come, we can chat about your magic abilities, hmm?"

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{Queen of the Spanish Main.}

[Traverse Town : Second District Cafe]

Nomaa was relatively quiet as she simply observed the group that graced her table. Aside from ordering some fish and another pint, the pirate captain said few words, only interjecting into the conversation where appropriate. Her eyes constantly moved from one to the next, making her own list of observations in a way that she hoped would fly under the radar. At the very least she would get their names down before the end of the evening - Nomaa always had a knack for remembering names. It came in handy when she was yelling at her crew -- they had to know who was being punished.

Elde disappeared from the table while Nomaa was inspecting one of the other patrons of her table, the boy soon followed by Alexandra. It took a lot of...will power to keep Nomaa from going after them herself. She didn't like when people just disappeared like that. Of course, she masked her concern for their whereabouts with a smile, casually asking the group if their mate was alright. However, before she could engage in a full conversation with anyone, their waiter came, bringing Orielle her plate of food.

"Lobster Gratinee; straight from Port Royal. I guarantee it is the best dish in Traverse Town, mademoiselle."

"Port Royal," she caught herself muttering, eyes snapping to the waiter. It was clear that the mention of her hometown shocked her, though the grin that tugged on the corner of her lips suggested another motive. She smiled as he set her own plate of fish before her, prepared in some way that she vaguely remembered from her childhood. When they had fish on her ship it was just grilled and slapped onto a plate. However, as she popped the food into her mouth, she realized that all conversations around her were distant, unheard. Her mind was racing -- if they were getting shipments of lobster from Port Royal, there had to be a transport vessel. She was in need of a new ship.

"Does this town have a dock of some kind?" Her words were tinged with curiosity, and curiosity only -- she made sure of that. She did not yet know if this group was trustworthy, and as such did not want to reveal more about her motives than she had to. Considering her appearance and clear occupation, she figured that would be a pretty logical question.

[[Karn, I'm sorry nobody reacted to your Rufus post, things got hectic fast. If you want to delete it and repost it, that would be fine. Also, due to Jezz's absence, I am GMing her characters out of our way.]]

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{Ignorance is bliss... until reality throws a Heartless siege at you.}

[Traverse Town : Second District Cafe]

As Xifan and Colorai finally reunited and left the Hotel Café, Soryuju couldn't help but smile somewhat, glad that the two were safe and sound. He was surprised, however, to find the strange bunny-like humanoid from before (Nalo, was his name) was in the same Café with them, asking him a question.

"Ah, everything's fine actually- why don't you join us?" he replied with a smile, inviting the Viera male to take a seat at their table with him. Soryuju then returned to the table, preparing to eat his sub and continue with the conversation, only to over-hear Nomaa's question.

"Well, there is a port, so to speak," he explained lightly, taking a bite of his sandwich and swallowing before continuing. His tone was a bit solemn as he pieced together just why she was asking. "There's the Gummi Ship hangar, where most of us off-worlders keep our ships when we make a visit... since you didn't know that, I'm guessing you got here after an attack by dark creatures...?"

Haruko looked blankly at Ölüm's low emotion count for everything she had set up. It ticked her off slightly but not enough to get mad. She just giggled a little bit at his expression of getting started. "Well I would like to start getting more equipment in here. The only thing thats bugging me is that I do have alot of weapons of torture. I wish I had Oogie Boogie's stuff..." she trailed off suddenly.

Her expression changed when Ölüm talked about the new people that entered the Conclave. She started to talk in a very high in a cute voice "Well I guess if Master Vereor likes them and picked them they are the gifted ones but personality wise I don't like them. They seem too cocky to be here. We have enough of that with 'certain' members in here." she air quoted the word 'certain' to prove a point.

"I just want to go on a mission or kill someone!! I'm getting antsy Ölüm!!!" she cried and tugged on his shirt to gain emphasis on how bored she was.

She then had her classic ADD momment and said, "Um..... what should I add into this room? Maybe a huge Knife from the ceiling or some gags. OO! I got it! Maybe some test subjects.... maybe we should terrorize the new members!!!" She then giggled and clapped happly at her idea before running around the room getting prepared for some rennovation.

[[GMing Diogenes as well]]

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{A heart shed for power is the only heart of worth.}

[Castle Oblivion : Commons Area (AKA Kitchen)]

It had been only ten, maybe fifteen minutes since Vereor's departure, and yet a Corridor of Darkness formed in the room, allowing for the cloaked figure to appear, his hood down around his neck to reveal his contrasting features: pale skin, golden eyes, and straight, pitch-black hair that went below his shoulders into the rest of his cloak. He glanced around, noticing who was still in the room- the new fellows, and Zekvyr in his shadows.

"Your new jewelry," he said dully, tossing to each of the new members their preferred accessories; the moongem ring (while it did not have any of the special qualities that the moongem may have had, it looked identical), an emerald necklace, and an almandite amulet. Diogenes caught his piece with ease, turning away from Zekvyr as though the drow had become less interesting.

"Now, I'm going to have some paopu tea and crumpets. Is anybody interested?" he asked, walking over to the kitchen counter to prepare the things he'd just mentioned.