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Post by Dyne on Jun 10, 2012 18:37:56 GMT -5
Emmanuel is dead, but not long forgotten. In the firey pits of Chaos's realm, the Proud eagle of Calastra now stood staring at the vast open wasteland. He'd been summoned by something, and he was now here to serve the summons.
The last thing he could remember was climbing the Hieyenzo Falls, but that seemed to be far from here. Rising to his feet after awakening face first in the ground, Dyne took a good look at his surroundings. There wasn't much to the area, just a molten wasteland decorated with several massive swords in the ground. He was just about to wander aimlessly in the other direction when something caught his eye. There was something that looked a lot like a massive throne in the far distance.
"Oh well, its not like I have anything else to go on... [/b] He studdered during his first few steps but he began to clumsily make his way to the throne of Chaos, God of Discord. It was really the only visible landmark he could see. Why on earth had he been brought to a disaster zone like this? "I guess I can't really expect the red carpet treatment in a place like this, but they could have at least left a pizza or something. i'm starving!"[/b][/blockquote]
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Marluxia
Organization XIII
[M:0]
Number XI
Posts: 33
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Post by Marluxia on Jun 15, 2012 22:24:39 GMT -5
(Mind if I join you?)
The visit to the desert shined just a little light on the problem at hand, but not enough to satisfy the pink haired Nobody, so after making his rounds about the world of Agrabah, he had simply teleported away from the place. Where went he to next, he didn’t particularly care, so for once he let the Corridors do the choosing for him instead of making a path of his own.
Where he came out? A place quite different from Agrabah or any other place he had visited in the past. There was a certain feel and look to the place that would make someone with a Heart uneasy, if they were weak that is; however, having no Heart the pink haired Nobody was not bothered by the presence of Darkness in the area. The only thing, he didn’t care for was the scenery. A wasteland of molten rock and a bit hotter than the desert to boot. Uncomfortable and unattractive, but for now a new place to explore. Perhaps it would shed more light on the vague hint he was given in the desert.
And what hint was that, you ask? It was a hint of a war going on. One not spoken of, but rather hinted at in the surroundings of the desert town. Buildings had been damaged repaired and damaged again as if great forces had come through there at one point or another. Also, it would seem that strangers did not perk the residents’ curiosity. Instead, the arrival of a stranger seemed to cause fear, tension, and caution, but why was the question. A question he had found no answer to and this new place was not helping any get any closer to one either.
The only thing this dark place helped clear up was the little change the Nobody had noticed when he had first come back into the worlds. Light and Darkness. They were clearly defined in the worlds than ever before. Agrabah had been gentle and welcoming while this place was the opposite. Why had the world’s hearts suddenly decided to show their colors so clearly? Was someone perhaps tampering with them in some way? Again questions with no answer.
The Nobody sighed slightly as he began to add to a list of things to do now that he was awake. The first thing to do was to figure out if this whole Light and Dark thing within the worlds was even worth his time at all. After all, no need to get involve in a matter that would not be productive. On top of this, he also needed to find allies, regardless of what his poking about might cause, but where could he start?
The Organization was one place, but not exactly at the top of his list. He wasn’t exactly sure if he was ready for that drama show, so maybe he could start elsewhere, but where?
The Nobody halted his walk by the throne in the area and casually sat in it, letting himself longue in it as if it was his own. After all, whoever owned the place was not here and even if they were if they had a problem with him being in their chair, well he’d just have to deal with issue then and there. Right now, the Nobody was thinking of how useless this place was.
There was nothing here, so perhaps it was best to--. Wait. What was this?
The Nobody’s thoughts stopped as he heard footsteps and then talking as someone approached. Staying in his relaxed position on the throne, he looked towards the being that was speaking with an almost bored expression and took in the figure with his deep blue eyes.
A blonde haired man a year or two younger than what the Nobody appeared to be and one with a Heart it seemed. Unlike this dark world, this being was actually more in tune with the gentleness of Agrabah…Light then? Did it really matter?
Not really. What mattered was if this being was useful…and if the Nobody would be able to even get along with this person. Already the words the man spoke had “annoyed” the Nobody slightly. Whining about food? Tch.
“What a trivial thing to be concerned with,” the Nobody said in a monotone tone to no one in particular as his eyes went from the man before him to other details in the area.
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Note: You can see him. His hood is down.
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