Wandering the Underworld [Altima; Kadaj]

[Yazoo]

A gateway to the Corridors to Darkness opened up down in the underground land of the Blue Planet, curious... A man with long silver hair walked calm out of the Corridors onto the heated ground, this place was like an image of Hell that could be found across many worlds in storybooks. This world seems to contain a much more realistic view on the world of the dead, he thought to himself while forming a bit of a playful smirk.

However, he could very well sense living beings in the underworld just as easily as he could sense them above the ground. He had come across this world a few times with his Gummi Ship, but never had he bothered to see if there was anything of interest here. The greatest Darkness of this world other than its moon was the large tower that went all the way down to this place and even seeming to go further down. Possibly at the lowest reaches would be the world's heart, he was thinking to himself, ignoring some other Dark parts on this world in making this assumption.

Whether he was in some sort of Hell or not, Yazoo was only out there to find out some things about this place and he had thought it was more interesting to start at the lower reaches than going to the overworld. Which was exactly why he went through the Corridors from him Gummi Ship to the place he was in now.

Walking to the side, the Remnant looked over the molten lava that appeared to fill the oceans of this place. As a world below a world, he thought to himself as he turned to the south and headed for the only place he could sense a majority of lives in this place. He had merely entered the underworld out in the distance, so he could check whether the people here were 'human' or some sort of demonic race that immediately attacked him on sight. He didn't feel for getting overwelmed by a legion of demons just by entering a place.

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OOC Note
I thought I'd check the worlds I've not been to yet and this was one of them. It seemed quite an interesting place to choose for the underworld of the Blue Planet due to its looks.

[Altima]

She removed her talons from the corpse of an enlarged centipede, letting it fall helplessly to the ground and writhe for a moment longer before ceasing entirely. This trip may have been filled with pointless battles of creatures, but the High-Seraph's patience had survived without too much trouble. In fact, it was almost would have been a great stress reliever place due to the amount of peons that lined up to be slaughtered. Only after the death of the 20th centipede did the creatures slowly begin conceive that this woman was not an enemy to be trifled with. Altima sighed out at the monotonous vibe she was getting from literally every pore of this wretched place.

She heard the footsteps of her two escorts, Kokoro and Altessa. They took the image of a brunette and blonde (respectively), seductive dancers with heavily curved eyes to the point where they didn't seem to be even open. Human males fell to their beauty almost immediately, yet such poor souls did not live to see the next dawn after those two were done with them. Altima may not think too highly of many of her followers, but these two were the royal guard to one of her Lucavi brethren. Their information gathering skills were second only to their master, which made learning about the world that much more efficient. It also didn't hurt that the amount of life force they brought back was nothing short of a grandeur harvest.

They moved to a single knee, greeting their overlord with nothing but respect in their voices. Such courtesies pleased the High-Seraph, as she waved to rise and shifted their attention to the glowing amethyst in her right hand.

"A beauty that is worthy to be claimed by us, as rightful as it should." Altima proclaimed, carefully handling the Sagittarius auracite. "Your master sleeps soundly in this dreadful prison Kokoro, Altessa."

They howl in fury at the thought! This brings a smile upon the demonic angel's face. It was far too easy to lead simpletons behind her; just with a touch of false hope was needed after all! She still needed their assistance though, so those two Ultima Demons in disguise had to remain within her ranks until this Lucavi was resurrected. Then, it wouldn't matter to whether the loyal subjects either howled on command or rebelled at sight. Altima did consider Shemhazai to be one of her closest advocates. Matters were just simple, as the half-breed held affectionate feelings for the high-seraph as well.

"Kokoro, Altessa, we move onward..." she started, before noticing the presence of an awkward life force. This signature was not the same as the inhabitants of this world, let alone one of a proper living being. Altima hated to admit, but her time as a scion installed almost a second nature to identify different life forces of all that were in her presence. Her crimson eyes shifted and gazed upon the leather wearing male who was effeminate qualities may have triggered a 'gag' reflex of sorts? She silently called to arms the two servants, who responded by taking stances to Altima's east and west flanks.

The longer she stared at the wanderer, the more his life force began to define itself within her mind; if vaguely. "A child scorned by the wheel walks this demure soil? I dare not question your ideas of entertainment, but it is clear you are not of this realm. What business have you upon these shadows?"


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Subjugation:- The summoning of those who follow or serve the Bloody Angel. Altima pictures who she wishes to call forth and they transcend the stars to appear at her side from a beacon of light. Altima can summon up to two non-Lucavi beings in one summoning. If a Lucavi is being summoned, only that being will come. Subjugation's cooldown starts after the summoned being enters the field. Each being, whether a fiend or a Lucavi, has a set amount of HP that determines their durability in battle. That HP is defined in the profiles through the "*" marks.

Example: A demon with tier two durability (two **) is equivalent to a 2 HP heartless. It will take two hits in order to bring it down.

Beings called by the Subjugation skill are called into battle to fight and serve as a shield. They do not fear the thoughts of injuries and death, as their morale is fueled by the guidance of the High-Seraph. As such, they do not naturally block or dodge attacks outside of skills that are defensive in nature.

Lucavi have a time limit in addition to the durability, but generally are far superior in power and ability to any of the minor fiends Subjugation can request. They will have a post-limit to how long they remain out on the field, as every Lucavi is unique in its own right (max. 4 turns.)

[Invocation]- Slow
[Cooldown]: 10 posts (Starting after the creature(s) are summoned)

2 Ultima Demons in disguise accompany Altima! 3 HP for both!

[Kadaj]

A dead end again... why did it always lead to a dead end? Whatever he decided to pursue, always ended up becoming a cold trail. Whenever something interesting happened that was enough to catch the attention of one specific silver-haired youth, it always either vanished, or got itself killed or turned out to be nothing but lies and deceit. It was infuriating and it had only gone and happened once more in regards to the one calling himself the 'Masked Man'. Back on Neverland, home of Peter Pan and Captain Hook, an individual calling himself the Masked Man was corrupting the world, bending it to his own will perhaps? It was something never before seen by a certain silver-haired Remnant. Whatever power he held, whatever he was doing to the Keyhole that sat within the clock face in Neverland... it was so... intriguing! Previous travels across the worlds before arriving in Neverland had brought about nothing but the 'heroes' of the Light, warriors claiming themselves to be the best at what they do, only to trip and fall at the first hurdle when confronted with the Leader of the Remnants himself. It was only until he had bumped into the likes of Masked Man, did the silver-haired youth actually believe there was someone out in those worlds, strong enough to actually pose a decent challenge.

"But like the rest of them, the coward ran away!!"
Shouted the Remnant, Kadaj, aloud to himself in frustration. Pacing through the Corridors of Darkness, wondering where on Gaia the Masked Man may have ran off too. His presence, the 'aura' the Masked Man carried, was something he had never felt before. It was strong, confident, determined, intelligent... whatever it was, Kadaj wanted it. He wanted to battle it and see what this 'Masked Man' was truly like. All attempts to find him however, had collapses into a pile of ash. Perhaps the trick was to give Masked Man reason to find the Remnant? The thought caused the silver-haired youth to pause and ponder for a moment. it made sense, but what could he possibly do that would draw Masked Man out of hiding? Raising a gloved hand up to his chin, Kadaj tapped his fingers against his lips a couple of times as he ran a few ideas through his head. Nothing came of it though, for from out of nowhere, a familiar aura was felt and it instantly drew the Remnant's attention towards it. Of course, all he stared at was the endless darkness of the Corridors, but that mattered not.

Turning about and continuing to stare off into the distance, Kadaj's eyebrows raised a fraction as he swiftly recognized what he had just felt.
"Yazoo...?"
An expression of surprised spread across the Remnant's face but as quickly as it arrived did it vanish, replaced with a smirk from ear to ear. Chuckling to himself, he raised his right arm and flexed his fingers, summoning a Dark Portal that appeared, groaning and howling before him. Stepping forth and through the Portal, the Remnant Leader found himself stepping out into a world that was filled with molten rock. The heat was incredible as well as the strong winds caused by... well, who knew? That mattered not however, for after walking forwards, up a small rocky incline and over the brow did the brother of the silver-haired youth stand ahead of him. He wasn't alone though. Another presence, another three actually, were nearby and felt to be heading for Yazoo's position. Kadaj's smirk remain however as he simply put aside whoever was with Yazoo and decided it would be better off to enjoy the little reunion while he had the opportunity.

"Brother!!"
Kadaj cried, a smirk as devilish as his heart was Dark were spread across his face. Arms raised up and spread apart, the Remnant Leader walked onwards towards his long haired sibling, his gesture clearing signaling that he wanted a hug from his dearest of brothers. Yet by time he had approached Yazoo, Kadaj's hands were placed upon his brothers shoulder and he simply smirked at him as he were about to suck out his soul. This wasn't the case though. Yazoo and both their second brother, Loz, was the people alive who were lucky enough to never had to deal with Kadaj's anger. They were the only people alive who Kadaj actually cared for.
"I've not seen you since we both played with Valeruis and Maurelle. Where have you been?!"
Kadaj asked, his tone was as dark as ever, though he appeared genuinely interested in what Yazoo had been up to. A moment passed and sure enough, the Leader of the Remnants finally turned his attention onto the three others nearby. Two women, very attractive but having no effect on the Remnant, stood beside a third female, clad in red with silver hair. She felt powerful, but who was she...?

Turning about to face the trio of women, the leather attire covering Kadaj's body creaking slightly as he did so, he tilted his head before crossing his arms before his chest. His brightly glowing turquoise eyes locked onto the woman in red, standing in the middle.
"Friend of yours, Brother?"

[Yazoo]

As the Remnant moved towards the more populated area, he felt other presences move. Three of them were closeby and also appeared soon enough, but it wasn't those he was interested in. Brother is here as well, he thought calm to himself. Well, this was something he didn't mind at all. The three first presences made themselves known as seemingly three women. Looking over the two at the sides, he could guess they were supposedly immensely beautiful for human standards, but he had no such interests. Instead, he practically ignored the two in favor for the third greater Darkness in the center.

Yazoo simply continued to walk forward as he heard the woman speak up. He had felt his brother's presence shift, he supposed that his brother had entered the Corridors, so he would soon be reunited anyway. The way this one asked question seemed amusing, Yazoo placed a light smirk on his face as he came to a halt.

Remembering what happened during his first meeting with Ultimecia made him consider answering or staying silent for now. It appeared this woman was more knowledgeable than Ultimecia had been at the time, as she at least knew he wasn't of this world. His business here was of no importance to these ladies, though.

When he heard Kadaj call to him, Yazoo raised his head lightly to Kadaj's direction with a brighter smirk than earlier. It had really been too long since he had seen either of his brothers. Loz was yet to be found again, though. It had truly been a long time.

The long-haired Remnant welcomed his brother as he moved towards him as well. It seemed like the three women were completely ignored now and they actually were by the two brothers. "Since then I've been trying to see if there's anything left of the Horsemen," he responded calm to his brother after he spoke on their last meeting. He figured Kadaj understood what he meant as they hadn't learned of the fates of all four of them.

When Kadaj finally turned to the three others, Yazoo did so as well, but staying by his brother's side. He simply shook calm his head when Kadaj asked whether the three were friends. "Just met them now," he responded calm while taking a look over the three on how they responded to the two brothers' reunion.

[Altima]

She could feel the blood within her lucavi vessel rise a few clicks at the blatant disrespect these two leather-wearing-pasty skinned-androgynous-adolescents had shown her. It was very clear that their agenda was the only real attention grabber, so such reactions had to be expected. Altima had kept a stoic face in the presence of the young remnants, though the slight giggling Altessa and Kokoro made did tickle her fancy to join in. They didn't seem threatened by the young men's powers, which Ultima Demons had shared her heightened awareness of those around them. Unlike Altima however, the amount they could sense was far weaker than what a typical mage could get from using a Libra spell. She'd fix that eventually, maybe after a world or two burns to cinders.

These two...'boys' were peculiar though. It wasn't as if they had a proper soul like other humes, yet they did not reek of any other race she (or the demons) could recognize. In fact, their very being had a similar edge to that of herself even! Altima's mind was constantly analyzing and studying the two remnants that stood before her, as they went about their business and wasted valuable seconds with pointless banter. Something she would keep in mind when the time came that they would attempt to strike her down. Oh how she enjoyed musing the thought of still-wet toddlers gallantly charging to such a stacked scenario! Surely even Darlavon could concoct better entertainment with his droning than what those two imbeciles did right now! No matter to her, they'd make fine puppets in her plot.

"You attempt a stroke to stir my patience and all you receive is a flat note upon two whims. Surely two glimmers from the grand stream itself can deviate themselves better from the role of a beggar's child..." Altima speaks while elevating herself a bit more into a seated position, crossing her legs as if in a chair and simply staring down upon the two brothers. The look of boredom plastered on her pale beauty was almost comical.

Yet Altima had ways to start sending out lures into a pond. Just as she was attempting to do so now.

"Though I continue to step onto the same error in this portion of Fortuna's plan, for surely that windbag Arazlam might reprimand me. Dare I wonder what such a woman would say to see their brethren show such ignorance with naught in the ways of cover to safeguard those words? Oh yes...she would weep now, much to what I can hear..."

Altima may have started with nothing but blurs, but she was learning more and more by staring into the nature of their souls. She retained this ability well from her scion form! It may not have been as immediate as it had been, but these fools were giving her far too much time to study up on what type of information their very beings had to offer. Inside, the lucavi enjoyed the prospect of toying with these two's emotions into serving the needs of her legion.

The angel let her pale lips crack a devilish smirk, as the contours of her eyes narrowed in towards Yazoo and Kadaj to physically show she was intrigued...yet teasing them with the possibility of giving something they desired. Her servants below also raised a hand to their lower lip, continuing their quiet ridiculing giggle fits. She may not know deeply about this 'mother' figure that their essence were obsessed about, but children weren't that difficult to guide along~ Nothing more alluring than the illusion of sanctuary in numbers to the inexperienced after all.

"Shall I take my leave then so you may kiss and recollect the grains of sand you have spilled during your separation? I do believe that's the trend for siblings to attempt in this modern age after all...which does not hold my interest too well." Altima mused barely audible for the two to hear. "Unless you wish to bother me further with a trivial matter, then I will take my leave.

She shifted from her seated position and moved to fly away from the scene. Altima took her time though, just to see what the remnants would do. Kokoro and Altessa made sure to play along with the farce too.

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Active Cooldowns:

- Subjugation: [1/10]

[Kadaj]

It was truly a fantastic thing to experience, being able to speak to ones own brother again after such a long time. It was a shame that Loz was not here to join them both, but wherever he was, whatever he was doing, Loz knew that his brothers were thinking about him. Sure, it would be much better to have him along side them both, but beggars can't be choosers. Besides, it wasn't like there was anyone around that was going to try and kill them both anytime soon. While Kadaj knew less of what Yazoo had been up too in recent events, the Remnant Leader did happen to know rather well that he had made enemies out there in the other worlds. Though, perhaps the more correct statement was that Kadaj went out to make enemies. There was no better way to get stronger then to defeat opponents who were stronger then you were. As things stood now, the silver-haired youth was pretty high up the food chain. There weren't many life forms out in the sea of stars that had what it took to stand up to him in combat. Though, who knew what tomorrow was going to bring? This woman beside both himself and his brother, for instance. She felt special, but who was she...?

From the sound of her voice and the way she spoke, she clearly wasn't from any world the silver-haired youth had visited, which did include the hellish world in which he stood now. However, while she looked 'normal' enough as did her two sidekicks, the power within her clearly wasn't normal. It was intrigued the Remnant Leader more and more to finding out who she was, what she wanted and possibly where she was going. On the other hand, he also wanted to see how tough she was in combat, but with Yazoo here too, he decided to do nothing for the time being and instead remain silent, stand beside his brother and continue to listen to the words leaving the lips of the silver-haired woman before him. Even with the glooping of the magma nearby as well as the winds gusting about the place, it was still fairly easy to here what she was saying, and what she were indeed speaking, sounded like she had a few screws loose. Or perhaps she was jealous over having no attention sent her way and the threat of leaving the Remnants alone was a ploy to force them to focus on her instead?

"You do meet the strangest of characters."
Kadaj blinked and turned his head back into Yazoo's direction, aiming the statement towards his longer-haired brethren. Kadaj folded his arms before his chest, the leather attire tightening and creaking about his arms as he did so. It wasn't long before his brightly glowing eyes were returned upon the three women nearby. However, his words were still directed as Yazoo as he spoke up once more.
"She is a little strange though. She has great power in her, considerably more then the two either side of her."
Kadaj raised an eyebrow as he watched the women either side of the red-clothed female giggle to one another as if they were trying to tease the Remnants.
"Nothing for us to be worried about though."
The silver-haired Remnant said confidently as he cracked his own smirk, his eyes flashing with danger as he locked his attention onto the woman on Altima's right-hand side. Kadaj's fingers flexed before starting to drum upon the leather sleeve covering his arm.

Tilting his head and lowering his hands down from before his chest, Kadaj took a step forwards the three women as he raised a hand and softly scratched an index finger upon his cheek. Turquoise eyes flickered as they flicked between each of them, sizing them all up. While it was more in Kadaj's nature to jump in and attack, he was still curious as to who this woman was. He was probably walking into a trap of some such, but what did he care? She may well believe her tricks and cunning words may be winning the Remnant's over, but she couldn't be thinking any more wrong if that were the case. She was interested in the Remnants and as far as Kadaj felt, he was curious about her also.
"Who are you?"
The shorter-haired Remnant asked as devilish smile spread across the features of the young man. He tone wasn't too threatening anymore, as it where when he claimed the women weren't a threat to him. No, instead it was softer, calmer, as if he were talking to an old friend.

[Yazoo]

It didn't bother Yazoo that the three demons, or angels... whichever, were present as he enjoyed his reunion with Kadaj. After they had turned back to the three ladies present, Yazoo had already noted the Darkness he felt from them. The three were interesting, to say the least, but none of them felt as if they were from this world. This could, of course, be wrong, but the long-haired Remnant wasn't going to say much on this. It didn't even matter at this moment.

Yazoo figured Kadaj had other interests and he decided to simply follow the Remnant Leader in his conclusion. When Kadaj commented on how he met the strangest character, Yazoo simply did a light shrug, not really caring what he ended up meeting. He had met so many strange characters during his travels, from animals in clothes to monstrous entites that appeared 'friendly', but also strange medieval looking witches to demon lords. There was a large variety on appearance on both the side of Darkness as well as the side of Light.

What Kadaj said about the three was true, the two on the sides was less interesting other than that they might be easier to manipulate... if the right strings were pulled. The one in the midst was possibly the one pulling the strings here right now. From the Darkness, he'd not even be surprised if she turned out to be some demoness. He pulled up slowly an arm while stroking his fingers as if ready to play a little game if that time came. He knew that Kadaj was going to speak to the middle one, but he figured preparation was always welcome.

Yazoo's eyes shifted from his brother towards one of the two Ultima Demons and then to the other before halting at Ultima herself. He listened to his brother's question towards her and waited.

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OOC Note
My post is... horrible...