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Post by hoodwink on Jul 3, 2019 10:59:08 GMT -5
The suit of armor didn’t stand a chance. As Tori unleashed her Ruinga spell, the large possessed armor took a step backwards, shielding itself from the blinding lights. Within that moment, the girl dashed through the gap between them, her Keyblade shrouded in an aura that almost looked like… Was he seeing things? It looks like a dragon! Slashing down with the powerful attack, Tori shattered the possessed suit of armor, causing the pieces to scatter around the hallway as the heart was released. What was that?! Henoke had never seen a move like that before. Taking a step toward the girl, he noticed the wound on her right arm. His own leg was wounded; though it had stopped bleeding it still throbbed and annoyed the teen with its stinging. ”Tch…we were careless.” Sighing a bit, he scratched the back of his head. They had managed to make it across the Hallway, at least. One thing at a time.
Straightening himself a bit, the teen’s large Keyblade disappeared in a ray of light as he glared over at Tori. ”Speaking of which—“ What had happened at the start of the battle? Why did she explode like that? ”Just who’s side are you on?!” He was pointing at her, a look of frustration on his face. He was thinking of the beginning of the battle, when the girl’s eyes had begun to glow and that gale had sent him flying. ”I thought it was pretty obvious not to attack your teammates!” Crossing his arms, Henoke turned away from her for a moment. "..." Sighing, he wondered what he had said to make her so mad. Resting a hand on his hips, he scratched the back of his spiky head of hair, looking back over at her. He hated dealing with this kinda stuff. Relationships with people could be hard, just as much as they could give one strength.
”Listen…sorry, if something I said bothered ya…” His face still held a flicker of annoyance. "But c'mon! Don't just attack your teammates when you're upset! That won't help anything!" Shoving his hands into his jacket pockets, Henoke looked at Tori, not knowing what had happened during their short walk from the stairs to the hallway. They still had much of the castle to go, though, and Henoke couldn't have every fight against the Heartless starting out the way this one had.
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Post by Ziya on Jul 7, 2019 17:34:48 GMT -5
Near the other end of hall a vertical slash of light appeared, quickly rotating into a square Gateway. On the other side appeared to be a lush jungle in the moment before a short black-haired woman stepped out. The instant her ironwood staff thudded against the floor the portal closed behind her, leaving her in her robes.
Her calm, sapphire gaze swept over the hall, taking in the recent signs of battle as well as the pair of what appeared to be young adults arguing amongst themselves. Both were hurt, though not seriously. "Where is this place?" Her tone was blunt but not unkind as she walked toward the pair.
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Post by therunawaygirl on Jul 9, 2019 15:29:42 GMT -5
Tori didn't even look at Henoke. Dismissing her Keyblade and power, she just didn't want to talk anymore. Not even answer his question, but in any case, she had to, less she'd look even more like an enemy than anything at this point. Groaning, Tori scratched the back of her head.
"It was an accident..." she mumbled bitter, "You were just caught in the cross-fire. So cut your whining."
She just sighed, still scratching the back of her head. Why couldn't he notice that? In any case... He didn't have much touch, either, after sayign what he did.
Hearing an unfamiliar voice, Tori turned to face a woman heading their way. Still a bit disheartened, she didn't drop her guard even with that question. But one thing was clear: just like them, she was also not from that world.
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Post by hoodwink on Jul 9, 2019 19:44:54 GMT -5
For some reason, the teen still felt like he hadn’t gotten quite the reaction he had hoped for. Crossing his arms over his chest, Henoke sighed before looking over at Tori over his shoulder. So…she can’t always control her powers, huh? That was a bit of a different story then. It seemed to really have been an accident, though that didn’t help the frustration of it all. Rubbing the back of his neck, Henoke turned to face Tori, trying to remember what Chirithy and the geezer had said about managing his own emotions. ”So…you can’t control yourself sometimes, huh?” Scratching at the back of his head, the teen chuckled. ”And I thought I was a troublesome pupil.” There was a playful grin on his face. He hadn’t meant the jab in a mean way. He had his own flaws and limitations in regards to controlling his powers, too.
Suddenly, a brilliant flash of light caused the teen to jolt backwards. Spinning in the direction of the distraction, Henoke shielded his eyes with a raised hand as he shouted out in surprise. From the ray of light appeared…a woman in a robe?! Stepping out of a lush jungle from an odd gateway, she held a large staff that was taller than her, giving Henoke the impression of a Sorceress or Wizard with the garb they wore and the way they entered. ”Where is this place?” Her blunt voice echoed in the large hallway they stood in. Henoke blinked at the woman, stunned as he stood there, crouched and surprised, in the hallway.
”W—wait!” Standing up straight, the teen pointed at the woman, surprise still clear in his voice. ”Who are you?! Where did you just come from?!” He was waving the pointed hand at her, his face slightly red from the shouting. Thud. Thud. Thud. His heart still pounded against his ribcage from the sudden entrance. He had never seen someone travel like that. It was so sudden. ”You nearly gave me a heart attack!” With a sigh, Henoke rested a hand on his chest, shaking his head. Whoever she was, she didn’t seem to be an enemy of theirs. Hell, it seemed she didn’t even know where she was.
"What kinda Wizard doesn’t know where they’re teleporting to—?"
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Post by Ziya on Jul 9, 2019 22:16:57 GMT -5
Tamara looked between the pair as she rolled her eyes, stopping a few feet away from them. "One," she pointed at the boy with her staff in a vaguely annoyed way, "I am not a wizard. I am a Druid and Aes Sedai. Two, if you are that easily startled I wonder how you've survived thus far."
Her staff lowered with a thud against the floor as she sighed, forcing her tone into a semblance of politeness. "I am Tamara Marien Suchandyani, Aes Sedai of the Second Age and head of the Council of Growing. I suspect this is a new world, as the one I have set up my camp is. I am looking for my husband, Ailill Marien Rhiodnaparet, or any clues about him." A pain spanning centuries flashed in her eyes, quickly suppressed.
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Post by therunawaygirl on Jul 12, 2019 13:18:54 GMT -5
Tori frowned. He was really ticking her off... For all she knew, Henoke was probably doing in on purpose, with how often he was saying things like that. And she was that close to actually hitting him...
"Shut it up already" Tori glared, bitterly, "'Less you actually want me to kick your ass. Seriously, how old are you?! You're annoying!"
She faced Henoke for a few seconds before letting out an irritated sigh, and turning to face the woman. Her explanation didn't exactly help, and instead confused her more than anything. Scratching the back of her head, Tori sighed once more.
"Urgh... That's one too many names..." she admitted, but then faced the woman straight, still somewhat annoyed by Henoke, "Bu~t, I think I got the gist of it... You're lookin' for someone, huh? Well, can't say we've seen anyone that's not from here... Although this place does look spacious... Maybe he is here?"
Shrugging it a bit, Tori smirked, and took a few steps up before stopping and turning towards the pair. While not exactly looking forward to cooperating with Henoke due to his annoyance so far, she wasn't going to stand still when that place could hold clues Tori herself could use.
"Tamara, was it? Tell ya what" Tori said confident, "I'm damn sure that, if you stay with us, you'll find something that can help. But that's thing: are you joinin' or not? That does mean you need to lend a helping hand if things get rough" Tori winked with some amusement, "Of course, you can back off if fighting's not your thing. But that gives us the right to ignore your plea. Fair enough, right?"
"What'cha say? You joining or not?"
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Post by hoodwink on Jul 13, 2019 22:20:29 GMT -5
Hearing Tori’s remark, Henoke staggered visibly as a vein erupted on his forehead. Crossing his arms and looking away from the girl, the teen tsked and growled out his response: ”Y'know, you’re a real pain in my—“ The strange woman’s remark interrupted his own, as she also hurled insults his way. Slumping over visibly, the teen sighed as he shook his head. ”Yeesh. Today just ain’t my day.” Straightening himself, he nodded along with Tori’s assessment of what the woman was saying. It seemed her name was Tamara…well, the rest he didn’t really follow along with. First names worked best, in his opinion. The rest just caused trouble or confusion. Shoving the thought away, the teen gazed at the two before him. Apparently Tamara wasn’t a Wizard, but a ‘Druid’, a term Henoke had never heard before. Hm…must be terms of her world… Resting his hands behind his head, Henoke gazed up at the large ceiling above them. How on earth he wound up with two women who seemed to find him either offensive or annoying, he didn’t know. You piece of shit Keyblade…what’re you doin’!? Sending me to worlds with talking cups and difficult teammates?! For a moment, the teen gripped his vibrant orange hair in frustration before taking in a deep breath. Fine. I can crush any obstacle! Of course, being plopped into a foreign world with other travelers who came from other foreign worlds, Henoke didn’t expect for everything to go smoothly. He just…didn’t expect this. ”Oh! I’m Henoke, by the way!” He just realized they had never exchanged their own names. ”This is Tori.” He pointed towards the girl who had just extended a party invitation. ”Um…This is the Beast’s Castle. It is a different world, though it seems you’re pretty used to jumpin’ around.” He smiled at the woman, hoping to start fresh with a clean slate. If he was going to help Chip, Mrs. Potts, Belle and the others, he needed to cooperate with those around him. This world depended on it. He would need to reconcile with both of them. Despite being a brash and headstrong teen, Henoke was a Keyblade Wielder, he understood the importance of a world’s need. ”Tamara…like Tori said, we haven’t run into this person you’re looking for.” For a moment he paused, looking down as he clenched his fist. ”But…if you’re willing, this world needs some help. We haven’t explored much of it yet, but Tori and I were on our way to find some of the locals holding up from the Heartless attack—“ He paused for a moment. This woman seemed to be used to traversing through worlds, but was she familiar with the Heartless? ”Er, they're these shadow monsters with glowing eyes—” He waved his own explanation away. ”Anyway, would you be willing to help us out? We haven’t seen who you’re looking for, but they might be around here.” He offered out a hand, smiling at the woman. ”But if you help us out, we could help you look for them while we’re on this world!”
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Post by Ziya on Jul 14, 2019 15:54:18 GMT -5
Tamara listened to the pair with outward calm, though it quickly gave way to visible annoyance as they continud to bicker. Once each had their say she sighed and rubbed her staff fondly, wondering which to hit first if they continued to be annoying.
She had doubted that Ailill was there, else he would have sensed her the instant he arrived, but perhaps helping these two would gie her some information at least. "So long as you two actully cooperate rather than bicker like the children you appear to be I will join you. Rest assured that I will not hold you back in any way."
A small smile appeared despite her mood at the thought of slowing these two down. "I have faced armies of Shadowspawn with only a dozen Aes Sedai by my side. I have fought men who were driven insane by a force in my world, men who could reshape the very land with their power. I can handle myself, I assure you. just stay away from my plants unless I tell you otherwise."
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Post by therunawaygirl on Jul 16, 2019 11:25:32 GMT -5
Tori simply chuckled, still with a smirk in her lips. Sure enough, Tamara was confident in her fighting prowess, which meant one less issue at hand. However... Something just inspired distrust from her. While not exactly looking to pick a fight, Tori just had to tease that out of her.
"You sure are willing to help us despite your body saying otherwise..." she said, "You sure you're not wasting your time, when you look like you know you won't find anything here...? You're an odd one, that's for sure."
"In any case, I don't mind" Tori shrugged nonchalant, "Be it solo or in a team, I honestly have no issue. I'm pretty sure I can carry my weight regardless."
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Post by hoodwink on Jul 16, 2019 18:34:47 GMT -5
Henoke sighed. It seemed this party was a shaky one at best—but it would have to do. Beggars can’t be choosers, I guess… His mood had been slightly dampened. It seemed this task wouldn’t be as easy as he’d hoped. Oh well, no use complaining about it. Regaining his courage and steeling his heart, Henoke scratched at the back of his head before fixing a smile on his face. ”Alright—so it’s settled. Everyone’s seasoned fighters and can handle themselves.” It was all well and good that they had decided to team up, but Henoke wanted to get back to the main goal here. Mrs. Potts and Chip weren’t gonna be safe in the Parlor Room forever. And the others. His fists clenched for a moment at his sides before he spoke again.
”Tamara, Tori, thanks. Not just from me, but Chips and Mrs. Potts, too.” Though their introductions had been all sorts of chaos, the Wielder was truly grateful for the aid in helping the locals of this world. That’s what came first. Walking ahead of the two, Henoke pointed in the direction of the vast Hallway exposed after turning the corner. Just like the hall before, its ceilings were impossibly high, decorated in elaborate engravings and tile designs. Ahead was an opening in the hallway, leading to stairs further up the West Wing guarded by countless armor statues that stood stationary and foreboding. They didn’t seem to be alive, though. Ignoring the statues to the right, the hallway continue in the distance, lined with more lush red carpets. At the end of the hallway was a large object, but Henoke couldn’t make it out. ”The two of 'em said that Lumiere and the others would be down here…” He pointed down the vast hall.
Looking over his shoulder, the teen felt the need to fill Tamara in. Turning to the Druid, he tapped his chin as he thought of how to best explain everything. ”Tamara, this world—it’s under an old curse. All of the people here have been transformed into—well...either dish-ware, furniture or—beasts.” It all sounded a little incredulous. Sighing, he scratched at the back of his head, looking down as he felt a nagging frustration. I feel like I’m butchering this. He fixed his gaze back on her again. ”After the Heartless showed up, a lot of them got split up. Chip and Mrs. Potts are safe in the Parlor right now, but they’ve asked me to find their friends. They should be down this way.” He looked between the two of them, Tori and Tamara.
”I know we can all handle ourselves, but we should keep our guard up. I don’t know what kind of other Heartless are on this world.” His thoughts were of the odd lance wielding Heartless he had seen earlier as he turned from them and began to walk down the hallway. The carpet crunched quietly under his sneakers, his bright golden eyes fixated on the large pillars and statues that littered the luxurious palace. Man…so many castles. How many had he been to, again? I’m getting distracted—! Frustrated with himself, Henoke finally reached the area closed off by the statues. Though he wanted to explore the stairs beyond them, the large suits of armor were heavy, cluttering the stairway in numbers he couldn’t hope to move. Sure, he could use a spell or something and try to destroy them—but Henoke didn’t really wanna destroy Belle and the Beast’s castle.
That probably wouldn’t be a great first impression. Hm… Crossing his arms in thought, Henoke looked towards his left, able to make out the object he had seen from before. At the end of the hall was a door, though it was obstructed by a large coatrack. The coatrack was empty save for a green hat at the top, which made Henoke grin a bit to himself. It almost made it look like the coatrack was wearing the hat. —! This isn’t the time for jokes like that! They needed to get to the door! Turning to wave over to Tamara and Tori, Henoke shouted down the hall. ”Hey! I see another way in!” Pointing towards the end of the hall, the orange haired teen waited for his teammates to reach him. He didn't want to go too far ahead, after all.
Hopefully they could all get along well enough to actually aid this world.
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Post by Ziya on Jul 17, 2019 15:18:49 GMT -5
Tamara scoffed at Tori's comments as she followed the pair. "I'm on a mission, but I'm not an ass. You need help, and I can offer that, so long as you don't get too cocky or abrasive." She hated people who were overproud or arrogant, and usually being near them ended with her staff meeting their head.
She listened to Henoke's explanation about the history of this world with interest. Never before had she heard of such a curse, though she likely could have replicated it given enough time and a large enough source of energy. "Hmm... So it's a location-bound material bonding curse, likely based on personalty traits. There should be an anchor for it somewhere, but finding it and studying it would likely take to long."
The suits of armor irritated her, but just as she was about to throw some seeds on them Henoke found another path. Turning to follow, she couldn't help but give one empty suit a sharp rap on the helmet. The resulting ringing eased her frustration slightly, and as hey walked her curiosity grew. "So these shadowy monsters you spoke of are Heartless, but do you know of silvery creatures that flow like ribbons on the wind?" Those had been the first creatures she encountered upon the stasis box being opened, and she promptly had been forced to exterminate an entire world's worth.
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Post by therunawaygirl on Jul 17, 2019 17:08:42 GMT -5
Tori just smirked. At least, it helped know a bit more about Tamara's personality, although it was clear she was getting annoyed, so Tori just decided to keep it shut for the time being. If all else failed... She could use her ability, but... Tori douobted it'd come to that extent.
"Would she notice, though...?" she wondered to herself, "I haven't exactly come across someone who can notice this, so maybe..."
Her gaze fell over the sound of metal against metal, finding Tamara fighting against an empty suit of armor. Seeing that made Tori chuckle, although she tried her best to hide it. As she perked back up with Henoke's remark, Tori just went by with ease. It was the best thing to do at that point in time, even after her small fit.
"...Silvery creatures, huh?" Tori asked with a smirk, but with a serious tone, "Well... Maybe... If you tell me a bit about them, then I may or may not have seen 'em." "Is she aware of the Spirits...? Or worse, working with them?"
Whatever it was... She had to know.
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Post by hoodwink on Jul 17, 2019 20:02:12 GMT -5
Henoke felt his mood lightening, they were getting on track to finding Chip and Mrs. Potts friends. ”—do you know of silvery creatures that flow like ribbons in the wind?” Tamara’s voice echoed throughout the hall, causing Henoke to pause in his steps. The teen was entranced by the image she had portrayed, but as he furrowed his brow and crossed his arms in thought, he couldn’t think of having met anything that met that description before. ”Hm—silver creatures, eh?” Resting his hands behind his head, his golden eyes wandered back towards the door with the coatrack. ”No, can’t say that I have...” It seemed Tori had some questions about them. Had she come across something like that? Both members of his 'party' he knew nothing about. Maybe that wound change, given time.
He had been to numerous worlds by now, but had never come across something like that. Wonder what it is…? If it wasn’t a Heartless, what else could be threatening to worlds? Was it a local monster found on her home world? It couldn't be, because Tori may have seen it. I wonder what their worlds are like. Though he wanted to ask the question, he hardly had the time. They were on a mission, after all. They had a goal. An objective. Something they couldn’t get sidetracked from. Taking a few more steps towards the door, Henoke couldn’t help but wonder about what kind of monsters flowed like ‘ribbons on the wind’. That was when a voice shattered his concentration, causing him to pause mid-step.
”Halt! Ye shaggard pup!” It wasn’t the voice of either of his companions. This was a man’s voice, by the sound of it. But—where was it coming from? Henoke glanced around in surprise, looking around the hallway. That was when the coatrack moved. Shuffling a bit, almost as though it were agitated, the green hat perched on top rocked as well. "I said—HALT!" Suddenly, one of the black hooks shot forward, catching Henoke square in the jaw. Staggering backwards by two steps, the teen regained his balance as a stabbing pain shot through him. ”Argh! What the hell—?!” He had just been assaulted by a coatrack. Chip and Mrs. Potts had spoken of Lumiere and others, but Henoke wasn’t used to furniture speaking and moving around yet.
Rubbing his jaw, a vein erupting on his forehead, the teen took a step forward as he clutched his fist together. ”Oi! You piece of sh—“ Another hook shot forward. This time, the teen was ready. Well, it wasn’t that he was ready, but rather his body reacted on its own. His reflexes were decent, after all. Whipping his head back and bending his legs, the teen fell to the floor, catching himself with his hands before pushing himself back up to a standing position. He flung himself at the coatrack. It was the first thing his body thought to do, riddled with irritation and pain. BANG! The two collided against the door behind the coatrack, falling to the ground as both shouted out in surprise.
”G-get OFF me! Ye stupid oaf!” Beneath him, the coatrack wriggled and flung its hooks about like fists, a small face exposed beneath the hat up close. It was twisted up into fury and bloodlust. ”I’ll get yer liver!” Henoke shouted out in pain as one of the fist-like hooks shot out and got his side. It wasn’t a liver shot, but it hurt like hell. Clutching his side, the teen refused to give up as he slammed a fist into the thick wooden coatrack. ”OW!” His hand was throbbing miserably. Why on earth he had thought it would be a good idea to punch the solid wooden beam that acted as the coatracks body, he had no idea. Sometimes, when he was angry, he just reacted.
Henoke was flung off the coatrack as it straightened back up. It stood taller than the orange haired teen, the green hat sitting on top of it, masking the face of rage. ”Who’re you lot!? Bargin’ ‘ta the Master’s palace—all willy nilly like!” The hooks of the coatrack extended, acting as arms as it rested its ‘hands’ on its ‘hips’. It truly was an odd site to take in. Sitting on the ground in front of it, rubbing his wounds, Henoke glared up at the coatrack. ”We’re here for Lumiere!” It was a shout. He was frustrated, after all. ”Chip and Mrs. Potts sent us!” The coatrack paused for a moment at the names before shaking its ‘head’. ”Likely story! All you’s been shoutin’ up storms, ye have! Not fit for folk of the castle, I’d say!”
Henoke looked over towards Tamara and Tori, a frustrated and pleading look on his face. It seemed this coatrack wouldn’t be convinced easily. Was he guarding something, perhaps?
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Post by Ziya on Jul 17, 2019 22:51:52 GMT -5
Tamara noticed Tori's tone, but paid it no heed as she elaborated. "The creatures all had zippers on them in places as well. Most were humanoid, but a few of the larger types had different forms. I fought them after they opened the stasis box I was locked in, and was forced to exterminate all of them on the world I found myself in. From the small amount of documentation I found I believe they were not native, so I thought to ask."
Her first instinct when the coatrack moved was to launch a fireball at it. Thankfully she hesitated in forming the weaves, as it appeared it was one of the castle's odd inhabitants. She had to admit it was somewhat amusing watching Henoke be defeated by a coatrack with an accent reminicent to Alba from her original world. The nostalgia overwhelmed her for a moment, causing her to rub her left arm halfway between her shoulder and elbow.
Still, she had no wish to stay here for long, and so she stepped forward to confront the cursed individual. "Let us through, and we ay be able to help your Master and friends. Hinder us, and you'll be tied up and we'll pass anyhow. I don't wish to hurt one with the sounds of Alba on their tongue, but I swear by the light of Éiriú herself I'll brook no delays from you."
Her hand went into her pouch, ready to throw the blue seeds that her Binding Vines would grow from if it came to that.
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Post by therunawaygirl on Jul 19, 2019 13:43:11 GMT -5
Tori couldn't help but roll her eyes in annoyance as Henoke began to struggle with a living coatrack. Sighing, she shook her head, deliberating whether or not she should hit him or not.
"Seriously, read the goddamn mood..." she said, annoyed, "Least you could do is stay outta trouble... Although apparently that's hard for you to do, huh...?"
Ignoring the topic from Tamara, and Henoke's possible backlash to her comments, Tori looked at the coatrack, a bit at a loss for words. First time she'd seen someone from that word, but that wasn't exactly an issue. Taking a deep breath, Tori smirked faintly yet again.
"I'm not exactly in the mood to argue, so I'll go straight to the point" Tori begn, calmly, "I won't ask for you to believe us or not -that's up to you. But... I could hardly say we walked here all... 'willy-nilly', as you put it. After all, if we really did wander off aimless throughout this place... Would we know someone living here? We did state names, after all..." Tori chuckled, a bit amused, "If anything... I'd say you're the one who sticks out like a sore thumb... As I said, though... I'm not exactly asking for you to believe us. I'm just proving my logic."
Finishing off with a confident wink, Tori's smirk widened a bit. She wasn't exactly expecting the coatrack to be cooperative after Henoke got into a struggle with him, but she had pointed out her logic. Knowing someone from the castle proved that they weren't trespassing into the castle's affairs, but instead, were deliberately working to help them out. Whether the coatrack believed them or not was up to it, but regardless of his opinion, they'd just go their merry way past him.
"These two are looking to pick a fight, though..." she thought, as she glanced over to Tamara and Henoke, the former reaching a pouch for... something, and the latter boiling from head to toe. Tori sighed, "Seriously, the least you can do is read the goddamn mood..."
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Post by hoodwink on Jul 21, 2019 22:52:09 GMT -5
While Tamara finished her explanation of the Nobodies to Tori, Henoke had managed to stand up, dusting himself off. The coatrack continued to eye them warily, though it still stood tall and proudly as the guardian of that damned door. ”Let us through, and we may be able to help your Master and friends.” Tamara’s voice echoed through the vast hall, her serious tone causing the coatracks ‘eyebrows’ to raise, the green hat tilting slightly. ”Hinder us, and you’ll be tied up and we’ll pass anyhow.” The sudden threat caught Henoke by surprise. He visibly staggered for a moment. T-Tamra—!! The last thing he wanted to do was threaten or intimidate the locals! Sure, he and the coatrack had started off on the wrong foot, but maybe he was protecting someone. Well, namely a few someones that they were indeed looking for.
Despite Henoke’s reaction, it seemed Tamara’s words didn’t offend the coatrack. She had mentioned something about ‘Alba’, which the animated object seemed to smile at. ”Ha! Said like a true Albian, lass!” It seemed despite the threat laced into the words, the two shared some sort of familiarity that Henoke was totally clueless about. Blinking in astonishment, Tori’s voice soon joined the debate team. They were truly making their case. As she mentioned knowing the locals names and there being no reason for any of them to know this unless they were actually sent by them, the coatrack seemed deep in thought as his ‘arms’ crossed and rubbed his ‘chin’. ”If anything…I’d say you’re the one that sticks out like a sore thumb…” The comment caused the coatrack to bark in laughter once more.
Henoke sighed in relief, grateful that Tori hadn’t tried picking a fight with the coatrack, too. He had already started off on the wrong foot with him, figuring anything he might say would just make the situation worse. The last thing he wanted to do was get into an altercation with the people he was trying to save. ”Aye, ye make sense, lass. Ye gotta good head on yer shoulder’s, ay?” There was an approving smirk on the coatracks ‘face’ as he crossed his ‘arms’ and nodded. Looking over at Henoke, the coatrack wore a devilish grin. ”Seems ye got some powerful lasses to back ye up, lad.” Barking out another laugh, he waved his ‘arms’ and ‘slapped his knee’. ”Good! You’ll need ‘em!” With that, the coatrack straightened himself before bowing to the three of them.
”Chapeau’s what ye can call I! Sorry ‘fer sluggin’ ya lad. Precautions an’ all that~” There was a devious tone in his voice, causing Henoke to grimace and narrow his eyes at him for a moment. ”Glad ta hear Chips and Mrs. Potts are safe.” He seemed genuinely grateful for the news, causing Henoke to warm up slightly towards him. ”Yeah, they’re doing fine.” Henoke shoved his hands into his pockets before nodding towards Tori and Tamra. ”That’s Tori and that’s Tamara. I’m Henoke.” Chapeau nodded in greeting, though Henoke’s throbbing side and face still caused him to dislike the coatrack a bit. ”Lumiere and Cogsworth are though here. Got some others wit’ ‘em, too.” As the coatrack hobbled out of the way of the door behind him, he spoke a warning out in a serious tone.
”Careful—the buggers can appear outta nowhere. One second the shadows are normal, next they’re movin’ and hoppin’ about!” Henoke knew immediately what Chapeau was referencing. Waving off his warning visibly, Henoke made for the door, pushing on the handle as it creaked open. ”Don’t worry, Chapeau! We can handle ourselves.” The coatrack almost seemed to roll his ‘eyes’, but let them all pass without another word. The room Henoke stepped into was dark, his footsteps echoing as a damp scent hit his nostrils. Two empty suits of armor stood as statues on both sides of the door, leading to the small balcony that overlooked a small square room. In the room was a large door on the opposite wall, closed with a large lock in the center. Only a single lantern near the large door provided what small light there was in the room.
”Gimme a break—is anyone home?” Henoke’s voice echoed throughout the dark room, stepping forward as he leaned over the banister railing to peer over the edge. ”Hellooooo—? Lumiere?” Silence greeted his echoes. Sighing a bit, Henoke looked over his shoulders to where Tori and Tamara would be entering. Just then, a familiar whoosh reached his ears. Whipping his head back around, Henoke’s eyes widened in surprise as he witnessed darkness beginning to gather in the center of the floor below, just in front of the large door.
”Get ready!” The large steel grey Keyblade was already in Henoke’s hands as he rushed for the pile of rubble leading down to the floor below. Whatever was gathering here was a threat to the locals hiding here. It seemed they’d have to fight in order to continue their search.
But just what was going to appear?
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Post by Ziya on Jul 25, 2019 17:21:51 GMT -5
Tamara nodded at Tori's logic, choosing to ignore her thinly veiled exasperation at both her and Henoke's willingness to fight. Such was a warrior's nature.
She smiled at the compliment given by Chapeau, though in a gentle voice she corrected him. "I actually hail from Éiré, kind Albian sir. Neighbors though, to be sure." Releasing the seeds, she gave him a small curtsy before following the others.
Within was what appeared to be a storeroom of sorts, though one with a decidingly odd door and layout. Abruptly she became aware of the darkness gathering, and her left hand went back to her pouch to prepare.
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Post by therunawaygirl on Jul 26, 2019 18:21:58 GMT -5
Tori smiled, pleased. Not exactly because of the compliment, although she hadn't expected it coming her way. What was good to know is that there was no need to fight, as the coatrack, named Chapeau, seemed to reason alongside her. The fact that they had reached an agreement only made things better. Smirking to herself, Tori tossed an arrogant glance at Henoke, proud of being able to come over him in one aspect.
"Serves you right, alright..." she thought, chuckling.
She simply followed suit, carefree as usual, and also very confident after the exchange. Not only that, but she wasn't exactly scared of anything in particular. Very few things scared her, as a matter of fact.
The echo of foreign movement didn't scare her one bit. Instead, she got ready for the showdown. As confident as she was, Tori wasn't going to make the same mistakes again. This time, she'd fight without flaws. Holding her hand backwards in case she needed her Keyblade, Tori listened carefully, trying to pinpoint the direction of the sound.
"Oh, so here's where the stench came from..." a voice familiar to Tori, and perhaps Henoke, echoed throughout the storage room, "Guh... Heartless have incredibly bad timing..." "W-What?!"
Tori turned back, to find a boy looking around with a frown, but then showing a cocky smirk after their eyes met. Tori just froze in place, wary about his movements, but the boy laughed.
"What's that glare for? You ain't my target right now, so what's the point in killin' you now? 'Sides, doesn't look like this would be the time and place, with that stench around..." "...Adrien..." Tori mumbled, but then shook her head, "You better explain what the hell you're doing here after the Heartless is taken care of!" "Fine, fine..."
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Post by hoodwink on Jul 27, 2019 0:13:59 GMT -5
The darkness swirled as the room seemed to shudder, large armor pieces beginning to fly through the air, attaching themselves to the mass forming. As a gust of wind whooshed through the air, another voice rang through the room. ”Oh, so here’s where the stench came from…” It echoed throughout the dark space. Henoke, having already leapt down to the lower level floor, couldn’t make out the figure that stood above on the balcony, out of view near where his teammates were. ”Guh…Heartless have incredibly bad timing…” Where did he know this voice? It sounded so familiar, but without the face behind it, Henoke was clueless. For a moment he turned, looking away from the forming Heartless to search for the source. "Tori! Tamara! Who's up th—" SWISH! Almost as though his Keyblade were acting on its own, Henoke’s two handed grip was thrown up as his large hefty weapon collided with steel. RIIIIIIIING!
Henoke launched backwards, hitting against the cobblestone walls surrounding them. Luckily the force wasn’t too intense and the teen landed on his feet without too much damage. His arms still rang from the guard, though. Feeling as though they were jelly, the large Keyblade he was holding almost seemed to float, his hands completely numb. That’ll have to wait! He couldn’t afford to lose focus! Not at this crucial moment! Standing before the large door was a massive armored knight, one similar to the many that guarded the castle, though it seemed double the size. Darkness seeped from the crevices in between, causing it to look almost like a vengeful spirit. In its iron grasp was a large double sided axe, gleaming in the darkness as brilliant yellow eyes beamed from beneath the helm visor.
This Heartless seemed on a completely different level than the ones they had encountered. Gritting his teeth, Henoke fought away the stinging numbness in his arms as he surged forward. In a blurring streak of orange, he used his Sliding Dash ability to close the gap between them. Sliding beneath the large suit of armor, Henoke manage to avoid the axe that plunged into the solid rock floor beneath them, cracking through it easily. Appearing below the large knight’s arms, Henoke had a serious look of determination on his face as he heaved his weapon. ”ZANTETSUKEN!” Within the blink of an eye, Henoke appeared behind the creature, crouched with his Keyblade out after delivering the impossibly fast attack. A single orange line erupted along the knight's body, vertical across its whole length, causing it to stagger as it roared out in pain.
He had practiced more, taking on stronger enemies on each world he visited. This move was the Geezer’s signature trick. He had finally begun to hone its skills. Though it appeared to have been a powerful attack, it didn’t seem like it alone would be enough to kill this Heartless. It straightened itself, roaring out in anger as it began to pull at its large axe, currently stuck in the ground. Damn! Straightening himself, the teen readied himself for the oncoming battle, glaring at the large suit of armor. ”Seems I didn’t have enough rage towards you—“ It freed its axe, roaring victoriously as it charged towards Henoke for yet another attack. The teen took a step back as he raised his Keyblade, leaping to the side in order to dodge. ”We can change that!”
Exchanging blows with the large knight, Henoke glanced up towards the balcony, wondering who’s voice had spoken earlier.
[[ENEMY: Large Knight (Boss)]]
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Post by Ziya on Jul 29, 2019 16:29:57 GMT -5
The instant the "Heartless" as Henoke had called it appeared Tamara's focus narrowed to it and only it. Despite having only met Tori literaly minutes before she had agreed to help, and as such Tamara would trust her.
Reaching into her pouch fully, she drew out three larde red seeds before throwing them to the side of the armored creature. They clattered across the floor uselessly at first, finding no purchase in the aged stone floor.
Then she began to sing, loud and pure. There were no words, but the melody seemed to grow its own roots and sink into the seeds. A moment later they opened, roots digging into the cracks to find purchase and shoots growing into the room.
In seconds the three seeds had become red and white flowers brimming with heat. Each flower faced the Heartless before launching a 10-inch fireball at it, each detonating into an exlosion twice its size on contact.
Meanwhile she opened herself to saidar, channeling Water and supercooling it with Air into three long shards of ice half her size before launching the Ice Lances at it.
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