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[Moggie : Traverse Town : Second District]

Moggie had went flying backwards after she lost grip of Sory, just barely missing Alexandra in the back of the head. The moogle made an impact to the concrete ground, she got back up with her fur fluffed out.

"Kupo!"

Moggie's eyes soon landed on Kuropo. In a moment of misguided fury, she flew into the taru's face, grabbing at his collar.

"What kind of tricks are you pulling this time?!?" she yelled into his face, "Better not be another one of your mazes. Thought you had enough enough fun. I suppose that was a lie."

Though the moogle was upset, she let Kuropo go. (If he let her grab hold of his collar) She could all ready tell on her own, that it couldn't of been the rodent. The magic was completely felt completely different. Kuropo's spell did annoy her, but it didn't send chills down her spine.

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

[Traverse Town : Second District Rooftops]

The Veiled Gorgon...?

Soryuju quickly slid into a more comfortable battle stance, with both hands holding onto different portions of the spear, the back held to the level of his head and the tip held near the ground, his legs spread and parallel with the weapon. The man demanded a battle; Soryuju would feign deny him such. However, if he was on par with the other two...

A man I know by another name... his master...

"Vereor," Soryuju muttered, his voice sounding pained, his eyes momentarily facing the ground in front of him as he tried to push back the feelings of confusion. Nothing was making sense. Why would Vereor help these people? He was neither cruel nor wicked...

Window sighed and stood up, quickly brushing himself off. His clothes weren't even 10 minutes old, and already he had gotten them dusty! For the first time in his life, Window could not think of a viable option that would change the situation, least of all in his favor. How would one fight against an opponent who could turn their body into smoke at will? Even with the 10 minute time limit--

But his thoughts were cut short as the stranger turned his attentions in his direction. Window barely had enough time to snap his head up, see the other man begin his attack, and raise his arms to his upper body before a hard gust of smoke rammed into his body, sending him flying backwards into the alleyway. If the same onslaught of wind had managed to knock back the mysterious noise-maker earlier, then Window was thrown as easily a rag doll. It was definitely a weird sensation as Window's feet left the ground and the air got knocked from his lungs, a sensation that left him unable to conjure up a single thought or feeling. It felt like he spent an eternity defying gravity, caught in a limbo between the sky and the earth, propelled backwards by an unblockable wall of wind that was only made stronger due to the narrow alley space. However, the trip came to a sudden halt as Window crashed into a semi-soft wall, bounced off, and landed hard on the cobblestone. If there had been any breath in him before, it would have found an escape route now.

Window had never been that physically damaged before, or at least not all at once. The ground was rather unforgiving, a lesson soon learned as he peeled his face and arms off of the stone. Window licked his lips, tasting a bit of blood--his lip had split--and the cuts were restricted to his unprotected face. His knees ached and stung. But, all-in-all, he was in once piece, which was certainly good enough at this point. The man glanced around, finally able to see the back of the alley. Well, now he knew there was a door back here with an emblem on it (Could it be to Merlin's abode?). There was only one problem, and this corpulent problem towered almost three feet above him and looked liked it was ready to attack. That symbol...it's a Heartless! Slowly Window backed away as the large Heartless began to beat his chest, but when it broke into a run, Window knew when to tell when he wasn't wanted and began to run back the way he came, forgetting the danger from the opponent. He wasn't sure how much the others could see through the frequently disappearing and reappearing smoke, but he still felt it was important to draw their attention to the portly Heartless chasing him.

Window's arms pumped up and down as he sprinted back into the fray, the large Heartless close behind and gaining. "I do not mean to interrupt, but WATCH OUT, EVERYONE!" he yelled, preparing to round the corner as soon as he reached the alley's edge.

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

[Traverse Town : Second District Rooftops]

By Oresia, he's a-!

Soryuju immediately leapt to side, dodging the attack, but with the consequence of losing his footing on a steep incline of the roof's side. Charging energy into his legs, Soryuju once again leapt, this time to the roof of the next building over. Upon landing, he swiveled to glance back at Fal'navi, his spear up in a defensive grip.

"Why? Why do you wish to fight me?" he shouted, glaring over at the other man. He wasn't just a Dragoon, or a Dragon Knight- he was practically Dragon Incarnate, sprouting wings like that. Or perhaps that's how dragoons of other planets used their powers?

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

[Traverse Town :: Third District :: Alleyway]

Artemis landed heavily on the ground as Nalo caught his scythe. He sighed in relief, glad that he had not been sent into a large rocky wall. "Thanks, I owe you," he spoke in a greatful and literal tone. His eyes shifted around, watching everyone, smirking as Nalo commented, becoming alarmed as Window was propelled backward from a powerful blow. He reached his hand out in distress as window hit the wall, sprawling on the ground. He turned for a moment, yelling over to Nalo., "You have this for now? I've gotta go help HIM!" He pointed down the alleyway at window.

As he looked away from Nalo, he noticed a large bellied Heartless moving quickly in pursuit of Window. He sprung forward, running towards window, speaking as he met window, "Your really going to need a weapon soon!" He smirked. "I'll do my best with big guy here, you keep up the strategic thinking! We'll need it, I will bet on that." Spinning around, the heartless was much closer now, he lifted his scythe. He swung a heavy blow in the center of the heartless, but he just glanced off, flipping backwards, landing on the cracking stone pathway. Sliding to a stop he rolled over, standing up, but as he did the heartless smashed into his side. He spun through the air, his scythe sliding out of his grasp. Eyes glazing over as he neared the ground. "Wha-... whats just happened?"

Smashing into the ground, no noise was to be heard out of him, other then smashing of stone, and possible shattering of bones. He lay there motionless, eyes open but unmoving. Shallow breathing, inaudible.


((Sorry for taking so long guys. I hope this will be sufficient!))

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

[Traverse Town : Second District Rooftops]

Soryuju once more faltered. For Vereor. He was right. And, once more, he was proclaimed a savior of the forsaken, a hero of the damned. Why? Why would Vereor associate himself with these people, let alone save them?

There was no chance to ponder such queries, as two powerful fireball were thrown his way. Charging his spear with the power of wind before swinging upward at the first fireball, knocking it skyward. However, the power behind it was enough that the dragon knight was left defenseless for the second, which hit him dead center in the chest, knocking him flat on his back on the rooftop, gasping for breath.

He... he said he was on a quest for self-improvement. Why... why would he...

Solaris

Sorry...

...I'll be taking my leave now.

{Traverse Town : Third District: Merlin's House}

Hmm. A gem that exudes Light...I wonder how that is possible. And enough light to protect the world of Disney from the Darkness and the Heartless...strange.... Could it have something to do with this King Mickey? Could this Cornerstone react with Light because that is the intention of the King? Or is it something that simply exudes power and only those who are pure of Heart can approach it? A fascinating thing, this Cornerstone. Lost in thought, Solaris began to ponder a new question, sparked once more by what Merlin said.

"These legends...where do they come from? Are they found from your traveling? Or are they passed down from these other masters? Could there be more of them, legends that haven't been heard of, on a different world, one that has yet to be traveled to? Perhaps these legends are the key to finding one to bear the Keyblade." He said, pondering aloud for most of the questions. He found that he was becoming quite comfortable with Merlin and Aerith. Youni...he wasn't so sure of yet. Taking a small glance at her, he noticed that her eyes were, well, blinking rather quickly. Looking back to Merlin and Aerith, he wondered if that was a normal thing for her.