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Post by Sprow on Apr 24, 2014 2:39:48 GMT -5
As Amaya picked up the pace, she heard the stranger introduce himself as Arin. At least now they knew what to call each other by. When they reached the castle, Amaya immediately sprung into action stating what to look for. Before they went their separate ways to search, covering more ground that way, she had heard the little piece of advice that Arin had given. Blinking, Amaya glanced over at the piping. It sounded like a good idea but would it be wise? It could alert the Heartless and Nobodys that resided here to where they were. Still, how else were they going to tell each other what they found? They had to make haste. There wasn't any time for caution in here.
"Alright, will do."
That had been Amaya's response before going her own separate way. As she entered the room she had spotted first, she took a glance around. The room itself was bland and lacked anything worth noting. Running back out, she went to the next door. Just looking through the doorway told her that what she was searching for couldn't be found in there.
Things went like this for some time now with the occasional Heartless attack. So far, they were just minor Shadow Heartless. Amaya was grateful for her luck in not running into any of the stronger types. Those types could prove troublesome if they encountered any along the way. As time passed, Amaya found herself getting anxious. At the rate they were going, Asami and the others would catch up to her! When that happened, Amaya wouldn't be able to find out how to save them.This time around, she could very well end up dead instead of badly beaten.
As Amaya reached the end of the hallway, she growled in frustration. Surely, there had to be a library or computer somewhere? She gave pause then to listen for any knocks on the piping but so far, nothing. Arin wasn't having much luck either, it seemed. Biting her lip, Amaya wondered if there was a possibility that maybe there could be a secret passageway leading to a library somewhere. How would she be able to find that out though? How could she possibly know?
In her wandering, Amaya gave pause before an odd wall. It looked like it could have housed a room...if it had a door and a room, that is. It was just open, unused space from the looks of it. "Hmmm..." Amaya thought, crossing her arms as she examined it curiously. If it were something, how would one get inside? There didn't seem to be any obvious way of getting inside. Snapping her fingers, Amaya guessed that keyblade could be of use. After all, couldn't keyblade masters or wielders in general unlock any lock?
Amaya gave he nearest piping a hard rap as she waited for Arin to appear. "Arin! Not sure if it would work but...think the wall here might be some kind of door?" she asked him, gesturing toward the strange, bland looking wall.
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Post by Raphael on Apr 24, 2014 11:05:51 GMT -5
Arin was in the process of disposing of another Heartless. A Soldier this time, which meant that he must of been getting closer. He suddenly heard the faint metal clang from Amaya's location, tracing the echo to further down the hallway. Arin didn't hear most of Amaya's message, though he did hear that she found a door of some sort.
Arin slowed to a stop near Amaya, taking a few deep breaths to slow his breathing. He took a look at the empty space on the wall, then back to Amaya "So…What'd you find?"
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Post by Sprow on Apr 24, 2014 12:49:28 GMT -5
Amaya let out a sigh of exasperation when Arin had regrouped with her. He hadn't heard everything she said, it seemed. Bringing a palm to her forehead, she lightly shook her head. She couldn't help doing that at this point. Oh well, guess she would have to repeat herself. Turning toward the strange, plain looking wall, she pointed at it.
"Doesn't that wall look odd to you? As if it was meant to have a room behind it? It seems too...strange not to be."
Bringing her gaze back onto Arin, she spoke. "If it's a door, even if it's a secret one...wouldn't your keyblade be able to open it?" Amaya questioned him. She was certain that most could. Still, she had yet to find out. Amaya never owned a keyblade and didn't intend to. Where one would be handy, she didn't want to deal with the number of Heartless that would likely chase after a keyblade warrior. Amaya walked closer over to the empty space on the wall and gave it a hard rap with her knuckles on her right hand. There was a resounding noise and from what it sounded, the wall was hollow. Something was behind it but how to get in was another matter entirely.
"Yep, that is certainly hollow. Something's behind it." Amaya stepped aside to let Arin have room to try and see if his weapon could unlock it by some means. She wasn't sure how keybladers did it but since she couldn't find any other way to get in, she let Arin try. Of course, that's even if he wanted to. Amaya couldn't force him to open it. In her anger though, she might try to plow through said wall.
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Post by Raphael on Apr 24, 2014 13:22:34 GMT -5
Arin listened to Amaya's explanation, and watched as the wall let out a hollow sound when she knocked on it "I've never tried unlocking a door without a visible lock before…But it shouldn't be much different than a normal lock." Taking a deep breath, he lifted his arm up and summoned forth his keyblade. Aiming the key at the door, teeth down, a beam of light shot itself from the tip of Arin's key and connected with the wall where the door may be "Here goes nothing!"
As the beam kept itself linked to the wall, a loud click could be heard. Sighing softly, he glanced over at Amaya, shifting his keyblade to a more battle ready position "After you."
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Post by Sprow on Apr 24, 2014 22:37:31 GMT -5
Amaya looked back at Arin as he had stated that he hadn't tried unlocking a door before that had no visible lock. Well, there was a first for everything. As Arin finished what he had to say, he took a deep breath. Quietly, Amaya watched as he summoned his keyblade. The more concentration he had at this point the better. She wasn't sure if such a thing needed a lot of concentration or not. Thus, it was best to let him have as much attention to what he was doing rather than her speaking to him then.
As Arin held his keyblade out, there was a light that shown at the wall. Then, there was a clicking noise that came from somewhere. When Arin was finished, the wall that looked like a wall had lowered to reveal to them a dark pathway.
"Well, what do you know?" Amaya stated as she took notice of the pathway before them. Surely, there were things in there. Maybe a computer or library. Why someone would feel the need to hide their library was anyone's guess if that were the case. It was that old castle from before, wasn't it? The one with a huge library? It had to be. Hearing Arin's words, Amaya glanced over at him and nodded.
Without a further word, Amaya went on ahead. It didn't take that long of a trek before she found the other side. When she did, she had to bring up a hand to shield her eyes at the sudden bright light. Ahead of them was a foyer with a dead fountain placed in the middle of two stairways leading up to a level above the floor they were on.
"Hmm..." Amaya stated, walking over to the foyer and looking up to the left and right stairway. Although they seemed to split off, they lead to the same level. From her vantage point, she could make out three doors. One was...a rather strange door. It had the shape of a Heartless symbol on its door.
"Well, certainly not that door." Making her way up the left stairway, they were left with two options. They were either to take the right or the left.
"Lets try left."
Amaya made her way over to the door and opened it. Sure enough, her guess struck true. A large library opened up before them with a huge stained glass window that lit up the room in all of its various colors. "Bingo! Now we're talking!" Amaya hurried into the library and went to the nearest bookshelf. "If you see anything on possession or foreign ailments, let me know!" Amaya stated as she began to search. After the first book she had picked out proved nothing useful, Amaya put it back and grabbed another. Eventually, she picked up a large stack from a shelf, turned around and headed toward a table that sat before the stained glass window, plopped the books on the table and began to skim through each one. Seated at the table with a hand propping up her chin, Amaya searched through the pages of the book she was looking at with the other. Having sent her armor away, Amaya paid no mind to the golden light that shown through making everything, including herself and Arin, seem more golden in color.
(OOC: Feel free to do a time skip if you'd like to them having searched through the majority of the library here.)
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Post by Raphael on Apr 25, 2014 13:03:55 GMT -5
(I see we're going with first game logic here lol)
Arin nodded and followed Amaya into the library, walking toward the staircase "I'll check the shelves on the upper floor and meet you down here to finish the rest…You might want to recall your armor, or at least keep those extra appendages close to your body. No need to cause any accidents if we can avoid them." With that said, he made his way up the stairs and opened the first book.
===Several hours pass===
Arin closed the last book on the upper floor and sighed. Nothing of real relevance to possession or foreign ailments, but he did find some interesting facts about keyblades that he didn't know about before. Deciding to help Amaya with the shelves down below, he took the quick way down by sliding down the stairway's hand rail. He searched the maze of bookshelves until he found Amaya, who was still searching diligently through the books "No luck down here either huh?" He looked at the shelves and tables to see how she had managed with organization, before walking to one of the other shelves "Which ones haven't you checked so far?"
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Post by Sprow on Apr 25, 2014 21:39:47 GMT -5
(OOC: Yes, I'm just not sure if it was that castle or the other one xD)
Amaya gave a nod at his suggestion about checking the bottom floor while he went up a floor to check the books above. "Alright, sounds like a plan." What he said next though made her raise a brow as she glanced over at him. She gave him a flat look as she responded to that.
"Do you think I'm some sort of dolt? Only an idiot would go running around like that!" Amaya scoffed. Yes, she certainly hadn't forgotten her feisty side. Never the less, she had dismissed her armor and set to work on looking through the books.
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Amaya gave a sigh of exasperation as she, once again, looked through a book that didn't have anything on possession or foreign ailments. Reading through a lot of things for several hours certainly made her eyes a bit tired. Stubbornly, she refused to let exhaustion take over her. She needed to keep going if she wanted to find a cure to whatever happened with her friends and Asami. Speaking of which, she was mildly surprised that Arin hadn't bothered to question her why she was searching for those two topics.
Just as Amaya had been thinking about him, Arin appeared. She had almost forgotten that he was here in the library just because of how long it had been since they entered the library and began their search. Even though she nearly leapt out of her skin in surprise, Amaya managed to not show it as she gracefully stood straight up again when she turned to face him. Even her face didn't give away her surprise.
"No, no matter where I look, I seem to find nothing."
It had been true, Amaya was getting antsy. However, she wasn't one to take it out on Arin. She was just fed up with the lack of information she found dire. Yes, to her, it was dire. If she found anything that could help her friends and Asami without having to resort to the only option she knew, she would be happy. Arin walked over to a set of shelves that Amaya hadn't delved into yet.
"I've not been able to check those just yet. I'm nearly finished with the previous. I've just two more books to look at before I can help with that one if you don't mind." Surprisingly, she wasn't harsh. If anything, she sounded tired. Amaya hoped that she wouldn't end up falling asleep here. She had done that a few times in the last few places that she had been before reaching this world. She'd drive herself until exhaustion and then drop asleep on the spot. Hopefully, that wouldn't happen.
After skimming through the last couple of books, she gave a sigh and slowly made her way over to the shelves that Arin was at. Tiredly, she grabbed a stack and went back over to the table she had been seated at when pouring over the books. All the while, her eyes just kept drooping with each sentence she read.
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Post by Raphael on Apr 25, 2014 22:43:27 GMT -5
Arin nodded and started reading through the first book on the top shelf. Admittedly, he was surprised Amaya wasn't being as harsh as she was earlier on, which kind of puzzled him. When he looked over at Amaya as she was helping him with this shelf, he could finally see why she wasn't being rude, she looked like she didn't have the energy to even raise her voice at him.
While somewhat relieved that she wasn't going to be as harsh with her words, he was also concerned as to why Amaya was pushing herself so hard to find information about possession or foreign ailments. Did something happen to her, or someone she knew? Placing a finger in-between the pages that he was in his current book, he looked at Amaya curiously "…Amaya? Why are you searching so hard for information about possession and foreign ailments?"
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Post by Sprow on Apr 26, 2014 6:15:41 GMT -5
It had been true, Amaya just didn't have the energy in her to be harsh toward Arin. Just so long as none of her buttons were pushed, she'd probably remain docile only for the time being. She suspected that something was coming though. In the corner of her eye, she could see Arin take pause in the middle of the book he was looking through to look over at her. Then, it happened. The inevitable question. Amaya let out a yawn and rubbed at an eye before answering him.
"I was wondering when you might ask me that."
How was she going to relay why she was searching for that information? As she finished skimming through one book, she tiredly grabbed another. Even though she were speaking with Arin, she still doggedly continued her search. She had that air about her that not even exhaustion was going to stop her from looking or even a conversation. Opening that new book, Amaya decided on how to tell Arin.
"I'm searching because I need to know how to cure such things. ...Have you heard of the Dragoon Warriors?" Amaya had then, brought her gaze over to look back over at Arin. Although her vision was blurring from sleep, Amaya continued. Even if he heard of them or not, she might as well as explain who she was.
"I am one of them...the only one who didn't turn corrupt." Amaya shut her eyes then, not just because of exhaustion but because of the bad memories of what happened that day when they all turned. It haunted her to this day. Of course, Amaya never stated whether or not she had to resort to some other option that she knew about to rid her friends and sister of the possession or foreign ailment. Amaya didn't want to alarm Arin, who might try to stop her at that crucial moment where she would need to do it. That is, if she could even find the will power in her to do so.
"The others have been going around, wreaking havoc in the worlds wherever they may go. It looks as though this world remains untouched for the time being...but it's only a matter of time before they come here. I seem to be one of their favorite targets," Amaya said bitterly. Shaking her head a bit, to rid herself of the exhaustion, Amaya returned her attention toward the books. She could barely read the pages now and had to struggle to see what was written. 'Great, I'm probably going to pass out before I finish!' Amaya thought grumpily.
"Anyway, that's why I need to find what I can on those subjects. Anything remotely close, at this point, would be helpful."
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Post by Raphael on Apr 26, 2014 23:56:42 GMT -5
Arin listened carefully to Amaya's tale, hearing her ask him about any knowledge he had about the dragoon warriors "Well, I was told of some of their heroic tales when I was younger, but now I usually hear bad things whenever I travel to worlds that people have shared rumors in."
Then, Amaya identified herself as one of them, and he had to admit, she was very convincing with that armor of hers "Well, I guess that makes sense, dragon armor, Dragoon warrior, fits the description." Then she said she was the only one who wasn't corrupt, and Arin immediately shut his mouth. Clearly there was more to Amaya's tale than she had let out, and she looked like she was gathering the strength to tell it.
While she didn't quite explain what happened to her colleagues, she did say that they had a tendency to follow her around, as if she wear one of their preferred targets "…I can definitely relate there…" She then concluded with why she was searching, and it was all starting to make sense now. But her explanation left out a few loopholes that he felt needed clearing up. "…Something tells me I'll need to know more about what happened to them, if I'm going to help you search…And it looks like your running on fumes, so I'll make you a deal..."
He saw how worn down Amaya seemed to be, she seemed close to passing out from exhaustion, maybe just enough energy to tell him the full story, or enough to know where to look, before she couldn't stay up any longer "If you can tell me exactly what happened to them, maybe I can find a link in whatever books are here to find a cure for what happened to them, while you get some rest. If what you say is true, then you fighting the other dragoons while fatigued will be a deadly handicap for both of us."
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Post by Sprow on Apr 27, 2014 17:41:45 GMT -5
Amaya gave a faint smile, to herself, when Arin had mentioned how he had heard tales from when he was younger. "It was like that for us...our grandmother was a Dragoon Warrior." Amaya let out a yawn before continuing about the part that Arin mentioned about the bad things. "That would be the other three causing trouble." Like it or not, Amaya knew that she was going to have to confess to Arin why they were searching for what they were searching for.
All she did, when Arin responded to what she claimed to be, was nod her head. Yes, she was a Dragoon Warrior. She remembered the times when things were happier. Unfortunately, those times were gone. After she claimed that she was one of their favorite targets, she glanced over at Arin when he stated that he could relate. She didn't ask him who or what was chasing him. Maybe he was referring to his problem with the Heartless? Whatever the case, she was too tired to try and inquire about it.
Then, Arin stated that he had a feeling that he needed to know more about what happened. Amaya let out a sigh as Arin stated that he would make her a deal. Raising a brow tiredly, she looked back over at him. Her arms were now propped on the book that she had open previously, too tired to try to continue reading. Arin wanted her to tell him exactly what happened to them and after that, while she rested, he'd look for a cure or link on how to find one to save the others. Sighing in exasperation, Amaya forced herself to sit up.
"Alright...deal..."
Amaya let out a yawn before rubbing at her eyes to get herself situated. Blinking for a moment, she looked toward the stained glass window. The light was enough to keep her awake enough for now. "This all started about a few months ago. The four of us were in The Enchanted Dominion when it happened. We were to defeat a nasty number of Heartless until a keyblade warrior could arrive on the scene and permanently dispose of them. So, there we were, the usual old boring routine." Amaya stretched a bit and sat back in her seat.
"Well, we did what we had to do, the keyblade warrior arrived on the scene and took care of it. With that a done deal, we all decided to explore. We travel a lot and when we're not needed, we like to sight see. So, there we were, out in the woods when a strange wind picked up..." Amaya looked at the book then. She said nothing for a moment, as if trying to find the will to even say it as she remembered the event so vividly that it haunted her in her sleep.
"That day..." Amaya shook her head. "We were ready to head home. Then, the clouds from on high began to swirl. The day went from light to dark and five strange creatures appeared. They were...they looked like normal humans...except for their twisted features in the face. As if they had no eyes and a wide, gaping mouth." Amaya let a shudder at the memory of them. They were so grotesque.
"Well, there was a humming sound and then...a mist built up. That very mist, it went straight into our noses and mouths, causing us to cough and splutter, as if we were suffocating. We all collapsed." Amaya still found this part confusing. Even she didn't know why she didn't become like the others. "When we recovered, Asami and the others...well, they weren't the same anymore. I woke up first, coughing. I saw Asami lying on the ground and went to her. When my sister woke up she...well, she wasn't the same. She attacked me and before I realized it, they all turned against me and attacked me. Something that neither of them would have done. We were all such good friends...Ever since then, I've been trying to find a way to cure them. However...I keep turning up short." Amaya didn't reveal to Arin that the only solution she could find was killing them.
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Post by Raphael on Apr 27, 2014 23:06:20 GMT -5
Arin listened to the story Amaya told him, hanging on every word to try and find a connection to what could have caused her friends to become corrupt. From the sound of it, these dark creatures seemed like some sort of heartless, but he couldn't be too sure. He would have to know more.
One thing that definitely caught his attention was that Amaya was a victim of the same mist that seemingly corrupted the other warriors, and this had him thinking. Perhaps she was different somehow, in a way that kept her from falling victim to the same corruption her allies failed to resist.
"…You were in the thick of the mist as well, yet you were the only one who couldn't become like the others…Why do you think that is, Amaya?" Her answer could very well help him find a link to what might have happened to her other dragoon friends "How are you different from the others?"
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Post by Sprow on Apr 28, 2014 7:18:22 GMT -5
Amaya didn't think the strange creatures were Heartless. If they were, it hadn't been obvious. They had looked like twisted, strange mockeries of human beings with strange powers. Who or what had sent them, Amaya wasn't sure. All she knew that whatever that mist had been, it hadn't corrupted her but it did her sister and her friends. Even she couldn't be sure what had caused her to not end up corrupted like the rest. She could see Arin listening intently, allowing her to finish her story before he would speak.
As he did, Amaya heard him questioning why it was that where she was thick in the mist like the others, how come she never became corrupt. He probably thought that there was a way for her to find a link for her sibling and friends to be cured maybe. Amaya couldn't really tell where this logci was coming from. Of course, she was too tired anyway to see what he was trying to figure out. Maybe he was just as confused as she was when it came down to it about how she was normal and her friends and sister weren't. Then, Arin asked what had made her so different.
Amaya gave a shrug in response to Arin's question. "Honestly, I couldn't tell you why it is that I wasn't corrupted like the rest. In all respect, I should have ended up like them and yet...I didn't. That's still a mystery I haven't been able to solve." It had been the truth. Amaya didn't know why it was that she never ended up corrupted. It made her feel guilty that her friends and sister were technically suffering because of the corruption but she wasn't. She had survivor's guilt.
"The only things that I think might be why would be either my will power...or the fact that my armor is the one famed for being more alive than the rest. We, Dragoon Warriors, have armor that gives us our power. Each armor chose its wearer. According to what my grandmother said, the black dragoon armor is much wilder. Yet, it obeys me without question. Maybe my armor, unlike the others, was responsible for my ability to resist the mist? I really don't know. It could be anything."
After having said all of that, Amaya let out a long yawn. If this kept up, she might drop asleep speaking to Arin. "...Is there anything else you want to know before I collapse?" Amaya questioned him. Her tone wasn't grumpy or firm but it was obvious that she was reaching the end of her energy reserves before falling asleep right on the spot.
(OOC: You can time skip if it helps your post stating after whatever he had to say that she fell asleep and then just wake her up or whatever.)
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Post by Raphael on Apr 28, 2014 12:07:01 GMT -5
Arin was listening to Amaya's explanation carefully, but all that she was telling him was dead end information…Until she mentioned how her armor was wilder than the others, and could be the reason why she wasn't corrupted. She then went on to talk about how the armors tested the wearers and chose their wielders, much like a keyblade did. This had Arin wondering, how exactly did they test the warriors to be worthy?
He got one good look at Amaya and could tell she was close to passing out, but he had to ask her one more thing before she could rest "…I just have one more question Amaya. How do the armors test their wearers? It doesn't have to be too detailed, but anything you can tell me about your armor, and anything you know about any of the other armors may just help my turn with the research."
((just tell me in PM what results Arin may find while he searches, and I think I can manage from there.))
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Post by Sprow on Apr 28, 2014 17:43:25 GMT -5
(OOC: Oopsies, I forgot I had 5 not 4 warriors altogether lmfao xD)
Amaya was finding it very difficult to keep going on before dropping asleep. If she was kept awake for much longer, she might get grumpy. When Arin registered what she had said, he finally asked her one more question. She let out a sigh of exasperation when he questioned her about how the armors chose their wearer. How did that have to do with anything? Her armor would never go to someone else so long as she lived or willed it to be passed on to someone else.
How did the armors test their wearers? That was a curious one. "It varies. Just like how people vary, so do the armors and how they test and choose their wearers. There is not set way on how they do it. Mine's...different. Unlike the others, mine had actually spoken to me. None of the others claimed their's ever speaking to them. I am not sure why mine's different when it should be the same as the rest but it is." Amaya just gave a shrug after that.
"Sorry that I can't tell you anything more. I'm too tired." Even now, her eyelids were much too heavy for her to keep up. Before long, Amaya drifted off into slumber leaving Arin alone to continue the search.
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"Well, well, well...Now this is a sight to behold."
There were figures standing upon a large stone wall overlooking Radiant Garden and its patrons. Somehow, they had detected where Amaya was and found themselves here. Asami had been the one to speak, the leader of the four formerly the leader of the five Dragoon Warriors. The other two simply chuckled darkly in response.
"Now why would my little sister come to a place like this, I wonder?" Asami stated, looking between the other two. Neither of them seemed to know either as they simply shrugged. All four of them were adorned in their armor. Asami's was white, Dante's was red, Stella's was dark blue in color and Reiko's was gray. All of their armors resembled Amaya's but had their variances in color, shape of the horns as well as the length of them. Even their weapons were different.
"Well, let's look for our black sheep." With that, the four of them split up in search of Amaya. It would be a while before they would find her asleep in the library.
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Post by Raphael on Apr 28, 2014 21:59:28 GMT -5
Arin watched Amaya slowly drift to sleep, and sighed. The fact that her armor was more of a living being than the other armors gave him some idea on what to narrow his search down to. So he decided to focus on mystical, technical and biological airborne pathogens, mysterious creature sightings, and anything that focused on the body, soul, and heart. He also recovered the book that he found regarding keyblade lore, and their ties to the heart.
"…Amaya's armor chose her by speaking to her, the other armors hadn't…Which would suggest the others were chosen more on their physical strength rather than strength of will…If that has something to do with her strength of heart, then it could be something that could be fixed by unlocking their hearts…" He started scratching his head furiously, the effort in finding a cure more metally exhausting than physically "Argh! This would be so much easier if I was a scholar, or at least a keyblade master!"
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Arin had been searching persistently when he felt a sharp pain in his chest. His body suddenly hunched over as he felt his dark aura pulsate, a tiny corner of it being pulled toward the town, near the restoration committee's HQ "…No…Not now! I was finally onto something that could lead us to a cure!"
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Down in the town's center, a dark portal opened up, and a stranger looking almost identical to Arin emerged, a long black blindfold blocking his eyes from view. but his eyes seemed to glow straight through the black cloth, resembling the yellow eyes of a Heartless as he looked around, sensing some invisible connection that he had to Arin "This world again? The fool thinks running in circles will keep him away from me? Well, he is sorely mistaken."
The figure started walking calmly towards the bailey, but noticed an odd armored figure running closely, as if searching for something. Summoning forth a Neoshadow and Samurai that ran ahead to keep Arin busy once they found him. "…A Dragoon? This could prove troublesome if they get involved…" He left the Samurai and Neoshadow to find Arin, deciding to intercept the Dragoon Warrior, in case they were here to keep things peaceful. Summoning forth his keyblade, he leapt in front of the warrior's path, swinging his keyblade down, executioner style with the smoother edged, black half of the blade swinging down first.
((Your choice which one he attacks, Sprow))
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Post by Sprow on Apr 29, 2014 1:02:49 GMT -5
Amaya was oblivious to what Arin was saying to himself now that she had zonked out. The rest was good but it wouldn't be enough. What she needed was a good night's rest but unfortunately, time wasn't going to wait for that. Even now, the clock was ticking while the other Dragoon Warriors searched for Amaya. It was only a matter of time before they figured out where she might be hiding.
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As twenty minutes had passed, Amaya began to stir. It was a brief rest but enough for her to gain some energy. Blinking awake with a yawn, she was awoken by the sound of someone's voice. Wiping the sleep from her eyes, she saw Arin. Confusedly, she pushed herself up to sit straight again as she heard the last part of what he was saying. The way he stood, something told her that there was something wrong. Forcing herself to her feet, Amaya immediately suspected the Dragoon Warriors but none appeared to be in the area. She would have known since they never made their presence unknown to her.
"...Arin?" Amaya questioned him as she walked over.
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The unsuspecting Dragoon Warrior took sudden pause. They sensed something but weren't exactly sure where it was coming from. 'Move, before you lose your head!' came a sudden voice in the Warrior's head. Just narrowly, the Dragoon Warrior avoided the mysterious figure's attack. Blinking, the Dragoon Warrior wondered who this person was.
"Well, you're certainly not Amaya."
It was a feminine voice and one of the warriors that had been clad in gray armor. Reiko was the one that Nirax had come across. Unlike her other four friends, she relied in her intelligence to get her out of a situation. She extended her arms and out appeared two twin sickles in either hand. They seemed to have string tided to the base of each. A wire of some sort judging by the eerie way that it gleamed in the light.
"I'm not sure why you want to behead me...but I guess this'll be fun. I'll fight you and then find Amaya later." Reiko, although she spoke like she normally would, the things she said weren't like herself. Someone else was pulling the strings behind the other four Dragoon Warriors.
While Nirax was dealing with the one in gray armor, the ones in the red, blue and white were searching for Amaya's whereabouts. Asami caught sight of the creatures headed for the castle. Taking pause, she furrowed her brows. "Hmmm..." she stated before following their lead into the castle.
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Post by Raphael on Apr 29, 2014 1:32:52 GMT -5
Arin looked over to Amaya when he heard her calling him. She saw the way he was acting and from her point of view, would have every right to be curious about him. Struggling to resist the pain that came with every time he was in the same world as…him, Arin righted himself, and forced his dark aura to subside "…I'm fine…"
He took a few deep breaths, trying to recover some of the strength that he lost when he felt Nirax's presence "…But we're out of time…Remember when I said I could relate to your situation?" His tone was hasty, and somewhat anxious, like he was desperate to leave as soon as possible. "…We have to get out of here…find someplace where we can blend in, or be hidden from any form of tracking abilities."
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Nirax tilted his head as he noticed the twin sickles forming in the gray dragoon's hands, his yellow eyes shining through the black fabric as he studied his new opponent "…Amaya…First name basis would suggest you know each other personally…One of your own perhaps…" His cold, monotone voice sounded like something that hid in the darkness, preying upon the unfortunate souls that didn't know of his presence. Taking hold of the blade with both hands, he split his keyblade into two halves.
An aura tether began to form from the blade of the blades to link with his wrists, melding with his forearms like chains "…Not that it really matters to me if you five are having a disagreement…But you are a dragoon warrior, and ridding myself of a bunch of nuisances such as yourselves would make my goals much easier…" He slowly advanced, walking casually while lifting his left arm in a throwing posture "I don't know how you were able to predict my attack, and I don't care. But your existence is putting a delay on my schedule...So do me a favor and stand still, so I can end your worthless life."
Without waiting for so much as a reply, he threw the gold half of his keyblade, aiming it right for Reiko's abdomen. As soon as the keyblade reached its distance limit, he yanked back to try and carve Reiko's armor or flesh, whichever the serrated blade caught first. While the gold half of his blade was being pulled back, he reared back to throw the other half, with the smoother blade, aiming for Reiko's neck.
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Post by Sprow on Apr 29, 2014 12:26:13 GMT -5
Amaya, as she looked back at Arin, saw him turn toward her. Even though he claimed that he was fine, he didn't look it. Never the less, she understood the want to conceal if something was wrong. Amaya was just as stoic. The only time that she wasn't was when she was too tired to go on or so injured that she couldn't hide it anymore.
As Arin took in a few deep breaths, Amaya wondered if she had slept too long. Blinking, she glanced toward the stained glass window. No, it still seemed like there was daylight out. Arin didn't appear to be tired as if he hadn't gotten any sleep. Bringing her gaze back onto him, she heard what he was saying. According to Arin, they were out of time. As he brought up the subject that he could relate, Amaya guessed that she would finally find an answer to that question.
Arin sounded anxious and desperate to leave. Judging by the way that he was acting, Amaya could wait on seeing if Arin found anything. Right now, it sounded like they had more pressing matters to attend to. "What's-?" Amaya made to ask before there was a loud crashing. The stain glass window sprayed glass all over the floor. Instinctively, Amaya took a step back as she shielded her face. When either of them would recover from the surprise, they would find a Dragoon Warrior adorned in white armor.
"Hello, Amaya. Long time, no see!" came the voice of Amaya's sister, Asami. Without hesitation, Amaya adorned her armor in the blink of an eye. Urgently, she made to grab hold of Arin's wrist and if she did, she would lead him out of the library with her hurriedly. If she didn't grasp his wrist, she would tell him urgently that they needed to get out of there. Amaya could get them out of this world but with Asami after them right now, it'd be dangerous to try it.
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Reiko's expression hadn't changed any as Nirax parted his weapon into two halves. It was a keyblade, that mkuch she could see. What was guiding her though was something else. Reiko wasn't in control of her actions. Normally, she would have fled instead of choosing to fight. After all, the other three didn't know of this strange threat. However, due to the entity controlling them, there was no need.
"You might say that she is the black sheep of our little group."
As the two faced each other, Reiko could hear Nirax stating that Dragoon Warriors were a nuisance despite not caring if they were having a disagreement. He had no idea just what was going on. Then again, it shouldn't matter since both parties could care less about whether or not the other knew nor cared if they did. As far as Reiko was concerned, this was an interference.
"Sorry but I won't let you do that. I've business of my own to attend to. I care not what your's is but if you hadn't attacked me, we might not have ended up in this situation. Since you're so insistent, then let's go!" Reiko stated simply. Unlike Nirax, her voice wasn't monotone. There was still life to it despite her dark way of speaking. The dark presence that controlled the dragoon warriors didn't make itself known right now. In fact, it was curious of Nirax. Thus, it was going to have Reiko test to see what this strange figure was all about. It wasn't every day the entity came across a dark version of a keyblade wielder.
Then, the fight began. Aiming for Reiko's abdomen, the stranger attacked first. Reiko swept the attack aside with her own weapon, parrying the attack. However, when he aimed for her neck, he struck true but enough so where the jugular vein was hit. Blood spurted at first, as if he had killed Reiko whom had staggered in response. However, a cloud of smoke billowed out, making the blood stop and her neck, when it went away was completely healed. At that moment, Reiko's eyes changed. Instead of normal human being coloring, they became clouded over with black smoke. A dark smile appeared on her face as she let out a laugh that wasn't her's.
"You have no idea what you're up against."
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Post by Raphael on Apr 29, 2014 16:22:46 GMT -5
(you forgot to close the bold font code in your post)
Arin was about to summon forth his keyblade, but was cut off by Amaya, and pulled out of the library "I hope you have a plan to get out of here, because I can't use my escape plan for another day at best!"
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Nirax watched with half interest as the first blow was deflected, but he managed to strike a fatal blow on the girl's neck. What he didn't expect was that the open wound just healed itself in a black mist. "…So, you can self generate…You really are a nuisance…"
Catching both halves of the blade, he raised one half and summoned forth the Samurai that was heading up toward the castle, leaving only the Neoshadow to search for Arin's location. The Samurai drew both of its katana and aimed them at Reiko, while Nirax did the same "I don't care what I'm 'up against', I only care about erasing whatever you are from existence, so I can move on to the next one." The Samurai charged in full speed, acting more akin to that of someone with human-level intelligence than your usual Nobody. Nirax followed behind the Samurai, throwing his keyblades at Reiko in rapid succession, aiming for whatever vital point he could find.
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