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Post by Mega on Mar 13, 2019 16:05:51 GMT -5
Ruz made the quick conclusion that based on the strange material of this boat, it would be very difficult to ram his way through it- impossible probably. Not that he'd need to in the immediate future mind you. But it was something to note as his attention turned back in the direction of the "falling star." He sniffed at it. His instincts were saying something was off... but he wasn't sure what just yet. He muttered something in his native tongue, his already bright eyes now literally glowing as he stared off into the distance.
He still felt on edge, and he was sure he saw some movement in the thick of... whatever this stuff was. But it was not heading his way, and he had little desire to go hunt for more food right now. Once Ruz was satisfied, he blinked hard and finally went down to the "lower decks." He... didn't like it. As a matter of fact, he went back up onto the upper deck and decided to camp out up there. There were plenty of ways for him to go up here than down there...
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Post by hoodwink on Mar 13, 2019 16:38:36 GMT -5
Having set up all preparations for their venture in the morning, Law relaxed in his Captain's Quarters. He sat in a large plush chair at a thick oak wooden desk with his feet resting on the top. Leaning back, the pirate was currently enjoying a glass of rum, eager to explore this bizarre land. It was hard for him to sleep. The ship itself was safe enough in the night, shrouded in the thicket and guarded by a transparent light barrier. No pirate left their ship unprotected, of course. Being a voyager of many worlds, Law often had to leave his ship, having installed protective shields to ward off others during any absence.
He used this tactic at night as well. No one wanted to be ambushed in the middle of a deep sleep. Speaking of sleep, the pilot found such a feat impossible, deciding to stretch his legs on the deck. Law had dozed off in the hammock set up in the corner of the large room that was his quarters, but the small nap had been his only respite. His mind was busy and eager with thoughts of what him and the alligator would experience. I wonder if he's from this world... The large reptile seemed out of place, though Law thought that was mostly to his own surprise at having met him here. Maybe this world is full of his kind, somewhere?
The thought followed the captain of the ship out of his quarters as he drank in the moonlight around him. There was a crisp breeze, indicating that he hadn't slept for too long, the moon still high in the sky. Seeing Ruz wandering around on the deck caused him to laugh. Seems the lower decks were a bit too cramped for him. He was curious as to what went on in Ruz's head, especially since the Lizardman didn't seem adept at conversation. Waving to the tall reptile, Law leaned against one of the long banisters that lined the deck of his ship, gazing out at the bamboo thicket around them.
"Couldn't sleep, either?" Anticipation kept his body warm in the night, eagerness keeping his blue eyes wandering around them. I wish it wasn't night. If it were daylight they could move around the world freely. Well, if they hadn't disrupted the festival and pissed off the guards, they could have roamed more freely with torches, too. Ah well, no use worrying about it... The pirate chuckled to himself as the odd pair stood on the deck of The Harpy, banked at the edge of the bamboo thicket.
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Post by mysterymoogle on Mar 14, 2019 13:02:45 GMT -5
No Heartless. Not yet. A shame. They were beginning to wonder if their forces had indeed chased away the bulk of the enemy from this realm. The giant "paper" dragon, the Shinryu, had indeed seemed particularly strong...but strong enough for its demise to warrant a full retreat? Somehow, perhaps because of experience, the Zealous one doubted such a thing could happen. No...there had to be Heartless to hunt in this place. Perhaps they were simply waiting for the proper time to ambush them. So drawn into their own thoughts was the golden warrior, that they had not noticed the cloaked, hidden form of The Harpy as they passed by--directly in view of both the pirate and the reptile. A more alert fighter might've seen the footprints, faintly on the ground where mud and leaves had once been undisturbed, or been able to note the particular way the vessel had been covered...but the Zealous Warrior did not.
This mountain was irritatingly tall, the Warrior noted. Next time...they would put The Thordan at the top, instead of trying to hike their way up, with no path to guide them... The fully armored zealous one twinkled as they made their way past the bamboo forest, and up the higher altitude of the rocky way...where the land was too tough for nearly anything to grow save the snowbanks. The moonlight hit them fully now, a gentle glinting of gold that might've been mistaken for stars from the viewpoint of locals...But not to the several Nobodies still making their way towards the position of said glittering...and drawing closer with surprising speed.
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Post by Mega on Mar 16, 2019 13:41:01 GMT -5
"Boat not built for Ruz' size," he replied flatly to Trinkets, his restless wandering around not settling down. It was understandable that he was restless in a strange place like this. But a Lizardman knew to rely on their instincts before anything else. Those glittering things from earlier seemed to stick out in his brain like a splinter stuck between his scales. There was just something in the air tonight that made it hard to relax. And then he saw someone down below, prompting Ruz to growl softly. "Metal Clad-One is down there," Ruz said pointing for Law, who may not be able to see it as well as him. It wouldn't be the first time a soft skin failed to notice something...
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Post by hoodwink on Mar 17, 2019 9:39:29 GMT -5
As Law drank in the night sky and cool breeze, he leaned over the railing of The Harpy to gaze at the spreading world beneath him. It was covered in tall bamboo trees, rising rocks and mountains meeting on soft and long plains. "Metal Clad One is down there." The reptile's voice was harsh and jarring in the quiet night evening, but Law spun around alert nonetheless. Metal Clad One...? He didn't know anyone like that. Looking in the direction Ruz was pointing, Law caught glimpse of a faint glitter of gold in the moonlight, though it was mostly shadowed by the night. For a moment he did see something pass his ship, though he wasn't sure exactly what it was.
Curious, Law held a finger to his lips and his other hand raised in the air, motioning for Ruz to keep silent. Walking over the wooden deck of his ship was no problem, he knew which board creaked and which didn't like the back of his hand. He had spent plenty of time aboard this fine vessel, after all. Keeping a hand close to the weapon holstered on his hip, the pirate peered out over the other side of the ship, where he had seen the figure move. Instead of seeing the glittering figure, Law witnessed a few silver shapes whirling through the night. They wound their way through the air, dodging the bamboo trees despite not having eyes by the looks of it. What are those things!? Law had never seen such an enemy.
The odd silver creatures were right by The Harpy now, a little too close for Law's liking. There were to be no trespassers on his vessel. Are they Heartless? They were stark white and grey, a color he wasn't used to. Most Heartless were black or purple, made up of the darkness in people's hearts. They also didn't have the bright yellow eyes of Heartless, though Law knew that there were countless of types he had never seen before. Turning to Ruz, the pirate drew out the long gun from his holster, a devilish grin on his face. "Ruz, let's go!" Not skipping a beat, the pirate kicked over the rope ladder and immediately began to descend towards the thicket floor. Firing his semi-automatic weapon at the unknown enemies, Brrrrraaaaat! Bullets whizzed through the bamboo thicket after the three shapes, though only one out of the few bullets found its mark. The creature that was shot hardly made any noise, it simply turned its head towards Law.
It's head was pointed and gray, a large symbol on its body that Law didn't recognize. Wait...these, aren't Heartless? Law tilted his head a bit as one of the Nobodies began to fly towards the ship through the air, weaving and jolting in its odd twitching manner. The entire existence of the thing made the pirate uncomfortable. Ew...they're kinda gross. He shot up the creature flying towards him, unleashing a torrent of bullets as the creature fell back into the bamboo thicket, evaporating into darkness. Leaping from the side of the ship, Law's long gun reassembled itself, unfolding to reveal a rather long and impressive one-sided blade. It was black and gold. Readying his sword, Law landed on the floor of the bamboo thicket, spinning the sword in his hand lightly as he tightened his grip.
There were still more.
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Post by mysterymoogle on Mar 17, 2019 20:06:19 GMT -5
Why in the name of the light was this mountain so agitatingly tall? The Warrior was beginning to regret coming here in full armor. Light forfend, how long had it been since they'd been out in the open, their skin touched by sunlight, the wind in their hair? Too long for most people. But most people were not them. They had a mission--a sacred quest--that required sacrifice of many things. If they didn't bequeath the simple joys of life now...then there would be no such joys for others to cherish. It was something they were willing to do...for the good of all. The Zealous one glanced over their shoulder. Something was...off. The air had become heavy with something. Immediately, their instincts went into overdrive. Defensive mechanisms spiked upright in their mind, their eyes darting to and fro along the treeline. They were no longer alone. Or, perhaps, they were never alone from the star--
The shrieking of metal across the air caught the Warrior in the middle of their thoughts as a Dragoon Nobody spiraled down from seemingly nowhere. It had missed them by mere inches. But mere inches was already too close in the mind of the creature's target. Fury boiled in their blood and tinged their vision. "How DARE...you attempt to ambush ME," the Zealous Warrior snarled, brandishing their weapon. "I will cast you into the light!" The Imperial Grand Golden Key sprang to life in its master's grip. There was a moment...but only a moment, where the Nobody cringed backwards at the sight of the blade...but it just as soon snapped back to its aggressive stance. Primitive, mindless as they were...Heartless and Nobodies knew--the weapon, though made to look like a Keyblade--the blade was little more than that. Jaw clenched with the realization of this, the Warrior gripped the false keyblade sharply in their hands. "It will cleft you in twain REGARDLESS, husk!"
BRRRRRRAAAAAT! The golden-clad fighter paused, puzzled. That was absolutely not the sound of the more traditional weapons the locals used. Which meant...they had not been alone in more ways than one. Light damn this blanket of night that obscured their vision! With a hefty THUD, the Zealous Warrior felt all of the wind leave their lungs as the tail of the Dragoon Nobody made contact with their chest, sending them spiraling across the clearing and landing with a sickening CLUNK--the warrior's back making hard contact with the rocky surface of the mountain pass. Grunting with pain, the other stood upright, albeit slowly, dusting rock, snow, and dirt from their figure, drawing forth their ornate sword once more.
"Your masters must be quite disappointed in you, beast! COME then!"
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Post by Mega on Mar 21, 2019 19:22:47 GMT -5
After directing Trinkets to the odd figure he had seen, Ruz hadn't moved a muscle. He didn't know which plank creaked like Law but his experience in hunting more than made up for that fact. All he had to do was remain still and wait, watching Trinkets quietly before the soft skin decided on his next course of action. Ruz looked back into the thickets again and noticed the silvery shapes again. They had a strange scent. He didn't like it. Ruz drew his bow and arrow, hiking one leg up onto the ship's railing as he drew an arrow back. Trinkest's Fire Stick made too much noise to justify it's usefulness.
He let an arrow fly as one of the creatures turned it's attention to Trinkets, notching and letting another one fly. Law would see one of the Dusks suddenly get hit in the arm with an arrow, and then another one before toppling it over. It didn't seem down just yet. Seemed like his arrows were less effective than he thought. Well, maybe these strange creatures tasted good! Ruz drew his axes and took a more direct approach, leaping off the side of the ship and straight down into the midst. He threw one of his axes and magically teleported to it before he hit the ground, instead landing in the path of one of the creatures. Ruz immediately swung his other axe, cleaving it in two easily. More of the creatures seemed to be getting drawn out into the open. Ruz gave his axes a twirl before charging toward the biggest gathering, letting out another terrible roar.
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Post by hoodwink on Mar 21, 2019 21:09:26 GMT -5
The pirate was certainly a formidable swordsman as he dodged and weaved through the bamboo thicket. The Nobodies had began to come at him, though his gun blade was sharp and lethal, allowing him to sweep and keep them at bay when needed. Truthfully, Law found it rather odd to fight these creatures, they were even more sporadic than the Heartless. "Just what are these things?!" One of the Nobodies lunged through the air in a straight line, attempting to pierce the pirate through the chest. Quick on his feet, Law rolled out of the way, stabbing the creature mercilessly as he rose. It vanished into nothingness, similar to what the Heartless did.
A roar cascaded through the forest as Ruz landed on the earth, axes in hand. The lizardman's strength was certainly terrifying as he hurtled himself towards the group of enemies. "Ha ha ha! I like your spirit, Ruz!" The pirate felt absolutely jolly as he rose his gun blade to block an oncoming attack from one of the grey creatures. It seemed they attacked using their body, lunging in powerful thrusts but lacking in technique. Exploiting his enemies weaknesses, the pirate dodged the obvious attacks, piercing the Nobodies as he moved through the crowd.
"Your masters must be quite disappointed in you, beast! COME then!" That was when his bright blue eyes fell on a figure laying on the ground. The glinting armored figure rose form the ground, seemingly enraged. That musta been what Ruz saw. Even in the shaded forest, the armor shone brilliantly under the moonlight, making the large figure rather obvious. It appeared that they were a warrior of sorts, given their intricate and ornate armor, though the weapon they held looked odd to Law. It's...shaped like a...key?
Wondering how someone fought with a key for a weapon, Law was unaware of the Nobodies beginning to close in from behind him. As he heard the swishing of air, the pirate turned on his heels just in time to be head butted by one of the creatures. His breath left his lungs as the wind was knocked out of him, causing him to fall backwards onto his backside. Holding up the gun blade, its point directed at the creature that hit him, Law gritted his teeth. "Bastard!" He hated sneak attacks.
Leaping forward, the pirate flourished his one-sided blade, arcing it through the air in a swift manner as the Nobody lunged for another attack. Back stepping to the right and then lunging forward himself, Law sliced the creature clean in two before it dispersed into the night sky. Turning towards the armored figure, the pirate shouted out. "Oi! The hell are these things?!" It seemed the creatures had been after the warrior, thus Law figured they would know who their own pursuers were.
More continued to weave through the bamboo as the trio battled.
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Post by mysterymoogle on Mar 24, 2019 16:12:24 GMT -5
The Dusks that had swarmed had not noticed Ruz's presence...until he began his blood-curdling roar. Husks that they were, the creatures still remembered what fear was...and such a sight called to mind precisely that sensation. A pair of them were almost immediately trampled underfoot, their ashen remains scattered to the night winds. The rest scattered in something that might have been described as panic...if the creatures could experience such a thing, moving this way and that to avoid the blades coming their way. Some few (braver?) Dusks tried to snake around the reptilian in an attempt to take him from his flanks.
"Bastard!" The Zealous Warrior had thought they'd heard footsteps. They frowned. So how unaware had then been to not notice this boy approaching the enclosure, they wondered? The Dragoon hissed, clearly displeased they were now facing two opponents as opposed to one, many of its kin falling at the spray of bullets, as it lunged once again at the still-shaken Warrior. The golden-clad fighter pivoted on their heel, one arm but barely missing the steel of the Nobody's spear as its metal grip caught hold of the weapon. Pivot. The other hand grasped further along the shaft. A third pivot. The Zealous one twisted their body, using the motion to wrench the lance from the hands of its owner. With a short, almost snorting chuckle, they tossed the thing to the side. "How very disappointing," the Warrior sighed, petty sneering in every word. A swing at the suddenly unarmed Nobody quickly brought them into nothingness, their being fading away into ash and dust.
The boy had managed to fend off his partner as well, the glittering gladiator had noted. How interesting. Their voice was familiar, too. Perhaps he had been on one of the worlds they had visited prior? Dusting themselves off, the Warrior sheathed their weapon...it *appeared* to merely vanish into particles of light...but in truth, it had collapsed back into its compact form, hidden within the gauntlet on the armor-clad's wrist. "You fight well, boy," the tinny, rough voice of the Zealous Warrior told them. There was a hint of amusement in their tone. "Though you are disturbingly ignorant. I wonder how one has lived long enough in this besieged realm without knowledge of their foes?" They motioned to what little remained of their former foes. "That which assaulted me, and by extension yourself, were wretched beasts known as Nobodies. They are not too unlike Heartless...though they are stronger, and smarter by nature. Not terribly much more so," they muttered, with a slight scoff. "But sufficient to be dangerous. Bodies, cast off by those strong-willed that succumbed to Darkness that plagues the worlds. Loyal to whom, and to what purpose they serve, I cannot rightly say...such things are beyond even me." It was difficult to tell with their visage masked, but one could feel the eyes of the golden one sizing up the youth in front of them...almost expectantly. "They call me the Zealous Warrior," they continued, with a quick bow of the head. "And by that title, I lead the Army of Light. By what name do you go, child? What business have you here? You, if I may be curt, seem not to be of local stature."
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Post by Mega on Mar 25, 2019 13:54:50 GMT -5
Ruz barely registered the creatures that vanished under his feet, throwing his other ax and cleaving through the body of another Husk and watching it vanish into the air before his eyes as the ax started coming back to him. Just like the creatures back home. That thought was quickly lost to the adrenaline rush as there were still enemies around. But it had been just enough of a distraction for his flanks to be attacked. Ruz growled more out of surprise than pain as he felt the small claws dig into him, earning one attacker a close up of the inside of his mouth- the other was cut down with his ax.
The Creeper "freaked out" and tried to morph into something to escape his vice grip. It was rewarded by a flaming blue sphere from Ruz' gullet, blasting it into the ground by his feet. Ruz grimaced. What a terrible taste. Not good for eating. And their body disappearing meant they weren't good for hide either. Literally, they were no use to Nobody. But they were now an enemy of his and he intended to crush them all under foot. It seemed like some of them had fled, a few he just killed, and the others based on the hesitation in their movements implied they were unsure of themselves. "If prey not come to Ruz, Ruz come to prey," Ruz said simply, choosing a direction and chasing after the closest one- ignoring the conversation between Trinkets and Gold Guy.
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Post by hoodwink on Mar 26, 2019 12:58:34 GMT -5
It seemed Law had not underestimated his new partner by any means as Ruz cleared out many of the remaining Nobodies around the area. While the hulking Lizardman chased down and hacked at any enemy he saw, a tin voice rang through the night, almost seeming robotic. "You fight well, boy," Turning his gaze from the fire breather, Law's blue eyes fell on the golden figure before him. Boy? Though 26 wasn't the oldest age, Law wasn't used to the reference the warrior used. Only older pirates or captains called him that, making him disdain them a bit. He grimaced as the Zealous one continued his explanation about what the creatures attacking them were, the 'Nobodies'.
So...if someone dies to a Heartless, they also leave behind a Nobody? Though he had run into some trouble with the Heartless on his home world, they had not been common by any means. The only place he had experienced them before everything had happened was on that lost isle... Shaking his head of the thought, the pirate scowled a bit as he flashed the blade at his side, having it fold in on itself as it reassembled into a long gun. The Heartless were already annoying...but this? Law sighed a bit as he holstered his weapon, looking over at Ruz, who was hunting down the last Nobodies and destroying them promptly. At least I ran into him. Treasure hunting wasn't the same game he was used to anymore, with all these bizarre enemies and allies he was running into.
"They call me the Zealous Warrior, and by that title, I lead the Army of Light. By what name do you go, child? What business have you here? You, seem not to be of local stature." The warrior was apparently a leader of sorts, though Law was growing annoyed at him referring to him as a child. Straightening his stature a bit, the pirate scowled as he pointed at himself with a thumb, puffing his chest out a bit. "Oi, gramps, the name's Law. I ain't no child, either. I'm a pilot, one of the best, as a matter of fact!" With his ego back in order, the man huffed a bit as he withdrew a small bronze flask from his pilot's jacket. Taking a swig from the canister, the pirate returned it back to where it came, finding a new sense of inner peace.
"You're right, though, 'bout me not bein' from this world." He pointed over at the large Lizardman who had finished slaying the Nobodies in the bamboo thicket, his face grinning a bit. "That guy's name is Ruz. I don't know what his deal is, he was already on this world when I got here. Might be a local, for all I know." Truthfully the lizard wasn't prone to much conversation that didn't seem to have any immediate necessity. The pirate hadn't found much out about his comrade, other than the fact he was hella strong. Looking back over at the Zealous one, Law pointed over the large warrior's shoulder at the looming mountain in the near distance. "Right now, I'm looking for fuel. Can't make money while I'm not in the sky."
He raised an eyebrow, resting a hand on his hip as he sized up the geezer. "How 'bout you? What are you doin' here, gramps?" The warrior certainly stuck out, in golden armor that was angular and edged. Oddly enough, Law didn't think it would be worth much, as it looked like it had seen its fair share of battles. Whoever this warrior was, they certainly didn't seem to be a 'local', either.
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Post by mysterymoogle on Mar 27, 2019 23:16:07 GMT -5
The Warrior smirked, slightly, behind their helmet at the quip. He was a sharp wit, this one. Quite likely the reason he had gone so long living, in spite of his lack of raw knowledge. Street smarts, I believe some people called it. Practical, yes, in some situations. How interesting that he had managed to scrape by on that alone for so long. Their eyebrows raised slightly at the mention of piloting, however. It was rare for folks to have ships of their own...and The Alexander had need to deal with their fair share of would-be thieves out in the open fields of space--fools who believed they could simply stow away on their fortress-like vessel, make off with goods to sell or use for themselves, and be on their merry way. Little more than vagabonds--many of which had the gall to call themselves pirates.
Their features moving to a slightly more relaxed position, the Zealous one nodded their head, so their affirmation of the conversation could be seen better. "A pilot you say? I've not heard of you, young Law. I am pleased to meet you. What manner of ship might--" The golden one was immediately caught off-guard by the presence of a massive creature, lumbering from the line of overgrowth to their back...scales glistening in the moonlight, reptilian eyes glowing in the darkness. For a moment, the Warrior thought it to be some manner of dragon--a creature the locals of this world often thought to be supernatural, powerful messengers of the gods. But the descriptions, as the Warrior understood, depicted them as...much larger. No, this one seemed more man-like than the statues and tapestries would interpret them...that, and the name 'Ruz' seemed quite a bit too simplistic to belong to supposedly so potent a beast.
"A pleasure to meet you, Ruz," The other replied, finding their voice after a few moments of stunned contemplation. "As for why I am here...I am merely on the hunt. For those who wield the Keyblade, so long as there is a speck of Darkness that threatens the lives of innocents, the hunt is ne'er over. I departed from my own ship to seek out more quarry...though the Nobodies are not my sought-after prey, I will happily slay them, for they threaten souls all the same, more often than not." They turned their head to the top of the mountain, the snow-capped peak glistening in the night beneath a blanket of stars. "I too sought to make my way to the top of this place...a better view of the landscape would serve my hunt well. If you believe there to be some manner of fuel atop it, I suppose our destination is one and the same. You seem comfortable enough in conflict that neither the pair of you should be a burden unto my goals, and a third pair of eyes would serve your matters enough, I should think."
With a gloved hand, the Zealous one motioned the pair in a beckoning fashion. "I will forge my path forward regardless of whether you follow me. I seek not whatever fuel you believe is there, and so I hope it will be waiting for you when you reach it yourselves. May the Light watch over you."
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Post by Mega on Apr 2, 2019 10:32:50 GMT -5
Ruz paid the other two no mind for the moment, they were doing their thing and he was doing his. And as long as there were these foul tasting creatures, he was going to take care of them. But eventually he ran out of them, prompting a moment of guarded awareness. Couldn't smell them any more, so it was a good sign that they were all gone now. He returned to Trinkets and Gold Guy. Gold Guy smelled strange too. But he still had that "human" hint to them. Ruz was wondering what they were doing here now, and why they bothered helping. Maybe Trinkets wanted the shiny armor- wouldn't put it passed him.
Ruz otherwise remained quiet, his only response to Zealous' was looking at him once in awhile. Gold Guy had a very weird way of speaking, and he just met Trinkets who tried flapping like a bird. Ruz didn't have any immediate desire to follow after them, and glanced at Trinkets expectantly. Or in other words, he was waiting to see if Trinkets was going to go after them or not. More of them meant... well that there was more of them. Would be easier to get whatever they needed to make the big flying boat fly.
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Post by hoodwink on Apr 2, 2019 11:46:33 GMT -5
He did like that golden armor.
Law looked at the Zealous one, up and down as their blue eyes seemed to absorb the tech the wielder held. His own world had pretty sophisticated technology, so he was curious, as the warrior's armor didn't seem like your everyday armor, like the pauldron he wore on his jacket. It seems like it has some gadgets in it? There were small, almost seamless buttons and holsters across the warriors armor, though he couldn't really say what it exactly was. "A pilot you say? I've not heard of you, young Law. I am pleased to meet you. What manner of ship might--" Ruz's appearance did tend to cause others to trail off.
It wasn't everyday one ran into a Lizardman. Law himself felt a pride swell in his chest, having found himself quite a story to tell others. He was excited to take to the skies, fighting side by side with a gigantic dinosaur like creature as though a childhood comic hero. As the Zealous one began to explain their purpose for being on this world, Law quickly realized that the warrior had a...well...he wasn't sure how to put it. The way he talked seemed different. Hm...wonder what that is? Was he imagining it? It was odd, but it seemed to Law like the warrior had a trained way of speaking about itself. How old were they? They sounded so...proper.
Shrugging the thought off while the Zealous one elaborated on their reasons for going to the top of the mountain, Law rested his weight on one hip, resting his hand on the gun at his side. He always like to have his hand near his weapon, especially with these 'Heartless', and now 'Nobodies' lurking around. "I suppose our destination is one and the same. You seem comfortable enough in conflict that neither the pair of you should be a burden unto my goals, and a third pair of eyes would serve your matters enough," There was all good reasoning in that statement as the warrior lifted a hand with a blessing as they began to make their way towards the mountain. The pirate laughed out a bit, turning to Ruz with a wave of his hand. Seems he had found another oddball to tag along with. Ha ha! Now this is adventuring! If there was one thing he was thankful for about having been warped off of his home world and into these odd ones filled with Heartless and Nobodies, it was that he had never had more odd and exciting adventures.
"Alright, Ruz, let's go!" Pointing after the golden warrior, the man began to follow the Zealous one in the direction of the mountain, hollering after the warrior: "We'd be glad for the extra company! Especially since we're already going the same way~" He followed the Zealous one, figuring Ruz would follow as they began their ascent. The night sky was broad and glinting, the golden armor glinting in the moonlight in front of him. Hm... He supposed if the warrior ended up biting the dust during their trip to the mountain, he would definitely want that armor. Looting from a corpse wasn't immoral, after all.
And it was really cool.
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Post by mysterymoogle on Apr 8, 2019 14:38:57 GMT -5
The Warrior nodded, having to move their body slightly more in their bulky armor to convey how they were communicating. It was something they'd come accustomed to in their many, many years inside of it... "Then we go together," the Zealous one replied, a hand beckoning their new comrades to follow as they began to move onwards towards the snowy peaks before them. "I need not tell you, as I am sure you know, that following me will be a path fraught with danger. Whereas I seek battle purposely, you may not feel the same. I should not think less of you if you elect your own safety. The Heartless and Nobodies alike strike hardest in the thickening of night."
Their feet crunched against gravel and newly fallen snow, the moonlight causing every flake to sparkle and glitter in a prismatic fashion--silverly stars glinting against the gold of the Zealous figure. They could feel the eyes of little Law sizing them up...The Warrior supposed it was peculiar, seeing one dressed as they were...though they could not shake the feeling of slight, nagging wariness at their present company. A two on one conflict could prove rather the disastrous one, if such a thing were to happen...it was often why the Warrior did not do their hunts with company, let alone the company of strangers. "...Your gaze averts fairly little from my armor, young Law," the elder stated, casually, clearing away a snowbank in front of them with a kick. "If you must inquire upon its origins and its purpose, I should be quite happy to enlighten you...a tale, perhaps, to keep us entertained on our trek? I should not mind an exchange of tragic stories amongst sordid companions, no matter how temporary our party might be." Grunting slightly as they pushed themselves over a rocky, snow-capped ridge, the glittering gladiator knelt to lend Law and Ruz a hand in passage over the small cliffside.
"To speak plainly, I am a soul lost to time. I know only a time where the worlds were once hale and whole, and their peoples united," the Warrior began. "I was as many others, an apprentice to a Keyblade Master, to learn the soul defense against the churning blackness that threatened our way of life...the Darkness. I earned my weapon, the Keyblade I hold now," they commented, wiggling the fingers in the hand that had 'summoned' it forth. "And my last recollection of such a life is that one night, I slept in my chambers as per the norm, and that when I woke next, it had been some several hundred years that had passed... I learned my masters slain, and my people broken, shattered into what realms you see before you. I resolved to take my proper place, as I had sworn to so long ago, and battle the Darkness 'til naught remained but the world I long to return to... So thus have I conscripted an army to fight alongside me, of people long weary of oppression and suffering, that we might all find a world of peace and prosperity one day."
It was a story they had told a thousand times to a thousand people, and every time, it became easier and easier to tell...How long would it be, the Warrior wondered, before they began to believe it themselves? Already it was hard to recall the real life they'd had before...and each day, the memories seemed to fade bit by bit. They fret, if not just to themselves, that one day the Zealous Warrior might consume the body that carried it forth...but perhaps, if it meant the better for the worlds...that was a sacrifice that would simply need to be.
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Post by Mega on Apr 11, 2019 12:08:32 GMT -5
Ruz assumed Gold Guy was referring to the white creatures when they said, "Nobodies." And there was more talking. Ruz didn't care where the armor came from, he didn't need it. That was more of a soft skin thing to do. Though it wasn't uncommon for some of his kind to adorn themselves with armor they had taken from battle. But they were adorned more for the purpose of trophies than protection. Probably wouldn't fit him anyway. And besides that, it was just too visible. He was sure that even without his keen senses, he'd be able to see Gold Guy from a mile away.
He didn't completely tune out Gold Guy speaking, there were a couple of things that caught his interest. Their weird "sword" was called a Keyblade, which apparently required a Master to teach you how to use it. There was probably more to it than that because even Ruz understood that any weapon the first of it's kind would need to be mastered by the maker. So why make such a strange looking weapon? Seemed capable enough to dispatch these "Nobodies" and perhaps these "Heartless" that Gold Guy mentioned.
Ruz wasn't sure what they were blathering on about with being a soul lost to time. But it would explain a little bit about why they smelled odd. Was Gold Guy actually human? Or just a facsimile of one? Would he taste like one of those Nobodies? Ruz would continue to follow silently on, acknowledging the cold with... obvious agitation. What was this white stuff? And why did his body scream at him to get away from it? That was the easiest way to explain it. Fortunately unlike normal reptiles, he wouldn't completely shutdown. But he was still not happy with where they were now.
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Post by hoodwink on Apr 12, 2019 1:31:05 GMT -5
As the trio set out through the night, the Zealous One began to speak of their path being fraught with dangerous peril due to Heartless and Nobodies and whatnot. Law picked at his ear with his other hand shoved into his pocket, following closely behind the warrior almost absent-mindedly, nodding along while half listening. His gaze continuously would shift onto the warriors glinting armor, until said warrior mentioned said gazing. "Your gaze averts fairly little from my armor, young Law," The pirate instantly straightened a bit, jolting his gaze from the warriors armor to directly ahead of him as his pace became a bit more march-like. Before he could mutter an embarrassed response, the pirate was saved by the warrior's own assumption.
"If you must inquire upon its origins and its purpose, I should be quite happy to enlighten you...a tale, perhaps, to keep us entertained on our trek?" Grateful for the fact that the warrior completely misinterpreted his staring, Law nodded eagerly as he encouraged the geezer to spin his story. This guy can talk. As the warrior began his long (and Law really thought it was long) tale about being a 'soul lost to time', who apparently was some trainee for a bunch of other weirdos with keys who fought the darkness. How many other guys like this are there? Law was dumbfounded. He didn't know anything about 'Keyblades', but instantly assumed most other 'Keyblade Masters' would look like this guy. Thinking about an entire world of people like the older warrior in front of him, Law was baffled. What a weird place.
As the Zealous one continued his long story, the pirate listened absent-mindedly while noting the change in the scenery. The bamboo forest had begun to thin out, a colder temperature seeping into the bones. Luckily, Law was clad in his trusty pilot's jacket that protected him from the winds of the high skies, so he didn't feel the cold too much. Looking over his shoulder, the pirate couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy towards Ruz. The reptile looked miserable as the trio continued their trek into snowy terrain.
His assumption that the warrior was old turned out to be true, though Law was shocked to hear exactly how true it was, immediately taking a step back in surprise and shock. "Wait, did you say you fell asleep for several hundred years?!" How did someone just fall asleep for hundreds of years? Law hadn't ever heard of such a thing. On top of that, all of his masters had been killed by the sounds of it. "What happened? How are you alive?!" Law had a lot of questions for the warrior all of a sudden, forgetting about the glinting armor and the drawn out conversation.
The trio continued on towards the mountain as they talked, some minding the cold more than others.
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Post by mysterymoogle on Apr 15, 2019 15:25:58 GMT -5
The eldest of the lot frowned beneath their helm. No signs they were reaching the summit any time soon... And they noted the reptilian behind them would like as not be utterly miserable by the cold around them. The Warrior knew next to nothing about lizards, and found themselves at a loss on how to make the poor creature more comfortable on their journey. Perhaps they ought not to have invited the pair alongside them on this particular hunt, given the location they were planning to visit...The Zealous one felt a pang of guilt for not realizing earlier.
Law, on the other hand, seemed utterly dumbfounded by the tale they spun. As they looked over their shoulder to witness the boy's face, it had been glazed over with the barest hints of boredom and confusion. Now however, as it had concluded, he began to splutter of the time gap that the glittering soul in front of him had managed to hurdle. Truth be told, the body in that set of golden metal was only slightly older than thirty or so, but when they had first envisioned the great and powerful Keyblade Warriors of old... they had long since cast away their identity. Every day, the person they'd been before chipped away, bit by bit. Soon, they knew, there would be nothing left of their old life but a face they hardly ever saw.
"To my own knowledge, I know not how I came to be here in this time, in this place," The Zealous Warrior admitted. At least THAT part of their story was true. They hadn't come up with a full explanation as to how any soul would have survived for so long...but most people seemed happy enough with an 'I don't know.' "I have heard rumors of others with similar tales to my own, though I have yet to encounter them on my travels... Ser Ruz, you are well back there? Need you some manner of warmth? I've my cape, if you wish to borrow it." The subject shifted. It provided a decent enough cover for them to no longer discuss the matter. After years upon years of the facade, the Warrior had become quite good with keeping the mystery in good graces...
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Post by Mega on Apr 19, 2019 20:39:45 GMT -5
Ruz continued to trudge through the increasing snow, hating every second of it. He was definitely having second thoughts about dealing with these soft-skins. It was only from having to endure this cold hell that he was eyeing Trinkets and Gold Guy's attire. Trinkets' looked like it'd be easier to wear than having to readjust Gold Guy's armor. That and he wasn't completely sure what Gold Guy could do yet. Trinkets looked soft enough that he could deal with him if he was desperate enough.
But as it turned out he didn't need to think of it much, as Gold Guy offered his cape. "Want cape," Ruz replied simply. He briefly considered wrapping the cape around one of his axes and lighting it on fire for warmth. Was still thinking about it, considering the fact that it'd be like draping a cold blanket over himself otherwise.
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Post by hoodwink on Apr 21, 2019 20:36:06 GMT -5
((Sorry y’all, gotta post like this till Tuesday 😓))
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