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"Someone with no destiny is like a blank page with no utensil to write with."

[Traverse Town:: Third District]

Artemis walked into the Third district looking around with a blank face. He sat down on a ledge, pulling his scythe up with him. He eyed a couple of people, who seemed to be debating on whether or not to enter a shifty looking ally way. He was curious as to what they were doing. Although this was the first time he had been in Traverse Town, thus he was scepticle, unsure if he wanted to approach these people.He decided to stay back and observer for a while longer, so he didnt make any hasty decisions.

The Heartless group seemed to gather once again at their center, watching the two young men with beady golden eyes. They had originally assaulted them from the opening of the alleyway, but had now left it open somewhat... unguarded. However, it was too dark in the alley to see what was down there, so unless they attempted to run that way, they'd never know.

Zigmund

[Castle Oblivion: Labs]

Zigmund sounded off what could vaguely pass as a chuckle as he entered, scanning his new workplace. The room was a well lit and almost entirely white, like any other room in the building. It was defiantly a lab, albeit a fairly generalized one. Nothing he couldn’t fix with time, granted, but the table in the center reminded him vaguely of a dissection table, something he wouldn’t need at the moment.

Beyond that, the room was filled with your basic hodgepodge of lab materials. Chemistry equipment, medical gear, microscopes, and…

“Ah, there they are.” He said more to himself then to Zekvyr, as he eyed the collection of engineering tools, electronics, and items that vaguely resembled the Bastion’s Magictek “I was beginning to think this organization had forgotten about the harder sciences. Ah well, might as well examine my new tools.”

With that Zigmund pointed a hand to the nearest tool box, his hand crackling with a pale blue light as the metal container lifted off of the desk and suspended itself in front of him. Flicking his wrist, he opened the box and took a good look inside.

“Seems like this one is mostly your basic wrenches bolts” he said, turning his head towards Zekvyr “You have any idea where this all came from? If I’m dealing with interplanetary tech, I’ll need schematics, origins, threat levels, as much info as possible.”

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[Castle Oblivion : Basement Lab #2]

The world was gradually coming back into focus for Zekvyr's eyes. He hardly needed it. He could tell exactly where Zigmund was, and what he was doing, without his eyesight.

"All the information you need can be found on the computers," the drow said, turning slightly to a portion of the room that held one of the devices. There were two other computers in other parts of the room, most likely placed that way so the people making use of the place wouldn't have to move far to find what they were looking for. These devices held information regarding the lab tools only, but had the potential to form databases much like Jimminy's Journal.

"Vereor does not often give new members immediate access to our best labs," Zekvyr stated, a small smile playing upon his lips. "It's a curious thing indeed. I wonder, what sort of science are you known for?"

[Traverse Town::Third District]

"Well, then, we should ready ourselves. Anything I can do to help hold the shield?" Window took one last glance around, taking in the Heartless and mentally marking their positions. However, on this final study, he noticed something new: a tall and young-looking boy in baggy clothes, observing them from the side. Who was this newcomer? Window scolded himself for missing a detail as large as this. The stranger must have come while he was busy fighting. Clearly, Window had to work on his battle skills; this sort of situation had not been covered in his classes.

He called the boy to Nalo's attention. "Do you see that person over there?" The red hair was hard to miss. "What do you think--friend or foe?" Window hoped it would be the former, since they needed all the help they could get.

((As I said Kyle, feel free to give me a rp strike. I know it's been too long since I posted here))



{Guard Armor : Traverse Town : Kuropo's Maze}

By the time Soryuju had taken off the Guard Armor Heartless was fully assembled and ready to fight. HIs attention focused on the Swallow Wielder as he flew like a bullet right toward the creatures center piece, his movement far too fast to stop as the spear stabbed into it causing it to spin wildly. As Sory fell though one of the arms swiped at him in an attempt to strike him before he hit the ground. The massive Heartless' other arm though was sent sent away from it's body as Suzuran's blades of wind hit it.

[[Like I've told a few of you, due to PLL's general lack of activity all-around, the 'strike' thing is more lenient xD I'm hoping to kick things back into gear, though. One of the main issues is that EVERYONE is currently on Traverse Town. Hopefully, once people start to split up and give the Conclave more to do, the activity will rise.

In summary? We need to get off this rock.]]

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

[Traverse Town : Kuropo's Maze]

"Huh?" Soryuju said, somewhat surprised by Suzu's reaction- her brother had already given her one, of course. His surprise hindered his reflexes, and the blow from the Guard Armor struck true, sending him off to the side and sliding toward the wall. Using his spear to slow himself, he immediately jumped to his feet before swinging his spear from a distance.

On cue, a sharp wave of razor-wind was sent toward the armor in the same arc that his spear had gone through. Aimed at the arm attacking Suzu, he hoped to at least distract the creature. Immediately, he released another swing- a vertical slice directed at the main body yet again.

"Glad to see ya, Alex!" he called out, waving back to Alexandra as he made his way closer to the battlefield, spear in hand.