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Post by Deleted on Sept 4, 2007 17:55:39 GMT -5
Death is a fiddle thing. It all seems so unreal to us until it's happening. I've lost many a friend, and I'm worried that tonight will be no different. Zerzen... what are you thinking? Your letter... You sounded so distressed... What's wrong? Did something happen with Shoku? Did Organization Twilight do something? Or is it something else? Arkyron wondered, wandering the streets.
Rain poured down from above in the sleepless city, mixing with the black puddles that held the Neo Shadows. Not a one moved though. They were focused on something... but what? The keybearer couldn't help but wonder as he wandered closer to Memory's Skyscraper. "Zerzen! Where are you Zerzen!?" he called out, worried for his friend.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 29, 2007 19:06:13 GMT -5
Uncertain what was happening, Arkyron gazed at his friend, worried. Zerzen wasn't himself. There was something... strange about him. The man's eyes were those of hysteria and madness. Arkyron also couldn't help but notice that Zerzen had lost weight. Even in the dark, it was very noticeable. Then, Zerzen suddenly dropped down. What was he thinking? Within a moment, all was clear. Metal met metal, as in a swift motion, Arkyron summoned Fate's Crossing, his own keyblade, and slammed it against the blade of his friend. The weapon consisted of a long, black blade with a green gem in the epicenter.
"Zerzen!? What's wrong with you!?" Arkyron demanded, leaping back and summoning his sister's former keyblade, Banishment to his left hand. The white blade of the weapon glowed with a light blue light and ended in an angel wing at the tip. Positive he wasn't going to get a good answer, Arkyron moved into a dance like set of motions, watching Zerzen in an attempt to calculate his movements.
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