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+Saito+

[How can one possess the Heart of the sword, When one does not have a heart...?]

{Castle Oblivion : Commons Area -> Dojo Floor}

His eyes narrowed yet again as Haruko yet again called him meat. He considered for a minute how best to proceed with this duel. To fight in the hallways wouldn't be a good idea nor would fighting in his room. He then remembered what Vereor said regarding the different floors and the gate cards creating a world based upon the memories.

"I have an idea... Follow me."

He said as he left the Commons Area and into the long hallway, instead of heading back the way he and Vereor had though and headed toward the stairwell that lead to the next floor and focused for a moment gathering the memories of what would be an appropriate place to spar and in his hand formed a long card that had three points at the top of the card much like a crown. He then placed the Gate Card against the door and the door opened and he walked in and Haruko would follow.

As they entered there would be a flash of light and when it cleared they would be standing in the door frame of a traditional Japanese style dojo. There was nothing on the floors of the large room to interfere in their match and the ceiling was high so it was unlikely they would damage it with any of their attacks. Not that it would matter. He stepped into the dojo, the sound his foot steps made on the wooden floor giving him a feeling of almost nostalgia as he turned to Haruko.

"This should suffice for our purposes."

[Traverse Town :: Second District-->Third District]

Window thought that he might be finally getting used to the hand holding, since Nalo did it so much. It would have been a perfect time to bring up the subject of his customs when Nalo had asked about it world, but now Window feared the opportunity had passed him by. Even though Nalo couldn't tell how awkward it was each time he had physical contact with him, he seemed to be a bit of a mind reader now; Nalo promptly had dragged him over to investigate the new creature...a "moogle". Now that was a funny word. Window mentally said the name again and again, rolling it over in his mind. He could tell that it would fall off the tongue in a very interesting manner.

But Nalo seemed to find himself regretting bringing Window over to see the bird and the...moogle. He smiled sadly. "I think it is very nice that you are able to find something familiar here. Enjoy the bits of happiness you find." It sounded like he had cut off the word "family." Was Nalo worried about offending him? For the moment, Window had managed to suppress feelings about his world. They would be dealt with later when he had the time and the space...if he ever got it. And with that thought, Window was whisked away again by Nalo, bouncing oddly as the Viera half-skipped to the clothing shop. He gave his gesture of greeting to the two creatures before disappearing through the wooden door to the next district.

[ Ϩ Ѳ Ʀ ¥ Ʉ ϑ Ʉ ]

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

[Traverse Town : Second District Cafe]

The teen had just managed to pick up his spear alongside the wall when the bright light blinded him, forcing him to cover his eyes. What was going on, that there was such light in an eternally-dark world? The knight tensed,, gripping the spear tightly before slowly opening his eyes.

He was no longer in Traverse Town, it seemed.

Eyes narrowed, he observed the stone walls that surrounding him, leading down a specific, narrow pathway. What on earth was going on? That question was answered mere moments later, when the somewhat familiar voice spoke around the area; so, he was in a maze. Was he alone, or were the others also in such a place?

"Tch... no rest for the weary, it seems," he muttered, beginning to walk down the pathway.

[Moggie : Second District Cafe -> Maze]

Moggie looked around the maze in a state of fury. She had already tried several times to fly over the walls of this so called maze. But each time she ended up pushed back down by a strange force. It made her land hard on her rear end.

"Ouch!" she yelled after the fifth time of trying, rubbing her sore butt, "Goddammit!!! Fine I won't fly, you stupid jerk! Just wait till I get my hands on you. I'll cast fire on your butt so badly, you won't be able to sit down for a month!"

Moggie continued to rant into no one in particular, though she rather hoped the one responsible heard her at least. With her anger flaring, Moggie walked down the maze.

Haruko giggled as she followed Saito around. This seemed like this was going to be fun. She watched as he pulled out a card and stick it on the wall to make a door. "Sheesh," she sighed, "if I had known you were going to do that I would've done it myself."

She then stepped inside of the room to see the dojo and walked to the wall furthest away from the door. "Hmm. Feels like home to me." she smirked and held her right hand on her holder waiting and staring at him. She quickly smirked and glared at Saito before smirking again and turning off her glare. "Ok lets go it started!" she thought to herself.

She then took off her hat with her left hand and it dissapeared quickly. "I hope you know what you got yourself into!!" she giggled her evil laugh.

Nalo and Window made their way to the clothing store Aerith had mentioned. It was a large, Victorian style building with an ornately carved wooded sign out front. "Jonah's Finery...Well, looks like we found it Window!" His hand had started to slip and he only held onto Window's last two fingers. Three shadows ran along the ground behind Nalo, but the sound they made was unmistakeable: heartless. He let go of Window's hand completely, just in time to turn and face their assailants. His eyes grew wide at the prospect of another fight; he was still bruised fom his encounter earlier when he had tried to save Enyb. "Window...these are heartless. Stay strong, I hope you can fight" A darkball fell in behind the beady-eyed shadows. Nalo inched back towards the door, but knew it to be in vain; they wouldn't be able to make it inside. They'd have to fight.

((THAT WAS LUCKY! I had no idea that he wa going to do that. xP))

[Traverse Town :: Third District]

By their arrival, Window concluded that Nalo was very much like a child. In an endearing way, he corrected to himself. It wasn't that he was throwing tantrums or anything, it was that he seemed very...lighthearted at times, and yet also very self-critical. He was naive, he wore his heart on his sleeve, and he was very blunt. And yet, it was still endearing. It was a fresh perspective on the universe. For a moment, Window wished he could see the world through Nalo's eyes, just to take a respite from the no-nonsense way he had come to view everything. Just as Window had forgotten Nalo was holding his hand, the Viera shifted his grip and then let go, leaving cold air where his warmth had been. But something was wrong. Window sensed Nalo stiffen, and the atmosphere suddenly shifted, charged with fear...and hunger. Window pivoted around and faced something he had never seen or read about before...

Heartless.

Beside him, Nalo told him what his instinct already deduced. Window began to see why people would be ready to fight against these beings, now. It was a fight for survival. He had never been the object of a hunt before, never felt the maliciousness radiating from an enemy. It was a similar feeling he felt about the sky--an emptiness, a gaping void that waited to take you into its arms. However, these Heartless didn't seem content to wait; they wanted you now. Window laughed nervously. The greatest tragedy of it all was...

"Er, Nalo, I should tell you something. I don't know how to fight."