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Post by verka on Oct 11, 2010 14:25:11 GMT -5
OOC: Don't sweat it, sometimes one can't get a long post without just filling it with unnecessary words. IC: Verka turned his head slightly as he noticed Marlene recover and attempt to defend herself with a stick. As he aligned himself back-to-back with her, he lowered his Keyblade in a low, one-handed guard in front of him. The smaller heartless had seemingly stopped multiplying, but the Grim Reaper was still there, simply keeping his distance. The young keyblader noted his surroundings. There was a clearing and landing pad above one of the huts next to him, which he could scale and escape. Other than going directly up, the two would have to fight. Choosing the wiser option, Verka beat back a few small heartless before he spoke to Marlene. "Hold on tight."He grabbed Marlene's hand firmly and his Keyblade disappeared in a white flash. He leaped up, hoisting Marlene up as he soared into the air, and held her close so that she did not fall. He landed on the roof of a hut, and jumped again, gracefully landing on one of the wooden landings about 30 feet up. Verka set her down and brushed her off to make sure she was okay, then looked her in the eye. "Stay here. If they come up here, which I doubt they will anyway, find someplace safe." He gave her a small reassuring smile, and summoned his Keyblade again. Nodding to her, almost as a farewell, he let himself fall from the landing back into the crowd of Heartless. As he fell, he twirled himself around, casting a Thundara on a few of the smaller heartless. He landed with a nice thud, and swept his Keyblade around in a 180 degree arc, eliminating a few smaller heartless. As the Grim Reaper drew in to swipe with his axe, Verka barely jumped over it and dashed through the air. He landed on the Grim Reaper's shoulders and gave a good, accurate, clean swipe at the creature's head. It howled it pain, but was still not finished. Verka backflipped off of it with good distance, and landed on a knee a couple feet back. He raised his Keyblade again, ready for the next assault.
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Post by deshitana3 on Oct 12, 2010 10:27:12 GMT -5
((You got a point there. XD))
Staying back-to-back with Verka, Marlene kept the small heartless that came too near at bay with the stick. As the creatures darted away from her and moved around to other positions, Marlene watched the shadowy creatures carefully. They were slow moving in closer. Not good! Marlene and Verka were trapped, and even though she could not see the larger creature, she knew it was still there blocking escape. Not seeing a way out, she took a step back towards Verka. How were they going to escape?
Just as the question passed through her mind, she heard some of the shadow creatures vanishing and then Verka was telling her to hold on tight. Seconds after he said that, he grabbed her hand, pulling her close to him as his keyblade disappeared. Then he took to the air, holding onto her. Instinctively, Marlene held on tightly so she wouldn't fall as they left the ground and then landed on a roof of a hut. Verka jumped once more to land on the landings below. Marlene was a little shaken from the ordeal as she was placed down, so she didn't mind the young man dusting her off. She saw they were pretty high up which was good to her. They were safe. She would've felt relieved, but Verka's next words made her heart sink.
He looked her in the eye and told her to stay once again and to run if the creatures came up there. Then with a smile and a nod that seemed to say good-bye, Verka let himself drop back into the shadows below. Marlene ran to the edge of railing and looked down at the battle below, feeling worry and fear turning within her. She wanted to stop him, but knew she could not. So instead of crying, she began to pray for the young man and hope he return to her safely. As she prayed, she did not notice the light within her growing and reaching out to give strength to her new friend...but also acting as a beacon for anyone or anything that could sense it....
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Post by verka on Oct 12, 2010 10:59:32 GMT -5
The smaller heartless had, for the most part, completely vanished. Verka eliminated some of them as they came at him; the others disappeared back into the shadows from which they came. That came as a relief to the young Keyblader, but he knew there was still one more, very powerful Heartless left who probably still had a decent amount of stamina left in him.
Verka stopped and concentrated for moment and the noise of the dangling axe from the Heartless seemed to slow, as did the time. As things seemed to creep to a very slow pace, Verka felt energized more so than ever. Unbeknown to what it actually was, Verka assumed it was just luck and an adrenaline rush. He raised his Keyblade in his standard one-handed low guard, and breathed out heavily and slowly, pacing himself.
The heartless was the first to strike. It dashed up to Verka and swung its axe around and around in circles, causing a gust of wind to hurl the boy back. Instinctively, Verka turned through the air and his feet hit a vertical wall. He propelled himself forward by kicking off, and corkscrewed through the air with his Keyblade. His blade made perfect contact with the Heartless, who afterwards feel back in agony, swinging the axe wildly. To finish the combo, Verka landed softly then leaped high into the air once more. He tilted his body in the air so that he was completely facing the heartless, and threw his Keyblade at it. The blade hit the heartless again, and Verka finished by casting one last Thundara without the help of a Keyblade.
The boy fell through the air, extremely fatigued, and landed on the sand hard next to his Keyblade. As he breathed heavily, his eyelids began to close, and he soon after passed out from exhaustion.
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Post by deshitana3 on Oct 14, 2010 10:36:20 GMT -5
While Marlene watched, she saw Verka gain some strength. She watched as the young man finished off the larger creature. The ax swinging creature faded into darkness, taking almost all the smaller shadows with it. The islands were somewhat peaceful again, but there were still some of the small shadows around. Marlene was on the edge of cheering, but saw Verka fall to the ground and pass out. Concerned, she began to look for a way down. It took her a while, but she was finally able to get down to the area below.
She headed towards Verka, but stopped as a small shadow rose before her and leaped at her. Marlene instinctively ducked and then heard a strange sound and looked up to see the creature had vanished. Not sure what happened the young girl headed over to Verka. As she did the rest of the shadows disappeared. Once at Verka's side, she kneeled down shaking the boy slightly.
"Verka? Verka! Come on wake up!" she called to the young man, hoping that he would at least open his eyes. She did not want the young man to be dead. What would she do if that were to happen?! Trying to hold back panic, she waited to see if she got a response. The light inside of her still burned brightly.
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Post by verka on Oct 15, 2010 18:03:39 GMT -5
Verka's unconsciousness was full of dreams rather than pure blackness. He dreamed of odd things: giant flowers and other flora, talking cats and a talking caterpillar. He dreamed of the ocean; falling through its depths to no end, drowning but being able to breathe. The keyblader's eyelids fluttered wildly in the real world, and eventually, he woke from his dreams.
"W-what..." He slowly opened one bright blue eye, blinking the sleep from it and staring into the eye that belonged to Marlene. The boy slowly drew a weak smile and chuckled quietly. "I think they're gone," he whispered assuredly. He opened his other eye at the same speed and yawned. What had happened? The young man could only wonder... but had the darkness and heartless vanished? His keyblade had.
He turned his head towards to ocean waves and spoke up quietly again. "I can't feel my legs," he said, eventually propping himself up on his elbows. He looked around again to see that the heartless really were gone, and Verka was greatly relieved. He couldn't do anymore fighting as it was now, anyways. He was also thankful Marlene had remained unharmed.
"Good to see you're okay." he said, turning back to Marlene.
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Post by deshitana3 on Oct 16, 2010 18:05:54 GMT -5
Marlene watched the young man's eyes flutter as he seemed to be stuck in some form of a dream. As she watched, she hoped the young man would wake up soon. Time seemed to drag on for a long while before Verka finally opened one eye, speaking weakily as he did. Marlene smiled relieved the boy had come around. When the boy smiled at her weakily and told her that he thought the creatures were gone, she nodded at him.
"Thanks to you they are," she said. "Thank you so much," she said and then fell silent as Verka managed to look at the ocean and speak again. He said that he couldn't feel his legs. Did that mean his legs were injured or did it mean he was simply too tired to walk? Marlene was drawn out of her worry as Verka moved and propped himself on his elbows and speak once more as he looked at her. She smiled gently at the young man.
"Yeah. It's good to see you awake. I thought I had lost you back there," Marlene said and then looked at the ocean for a bit, trying to relax despite her worry.
"It's peaceful here. Maybe you should rest up now that the monsters are gone," Marlene said as she looked at Verka. She really didn't want her friend to push himself too much and get hurt even more.... especially not because of her. If only there was a way to help Verka out. The light within Marlene remain strong and soothing.
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Post by verka on Oct 17, 2010 8:39:00 GMT -5
"Hmm," Verka smiled to himself as he turned towards the ocean. Rest would be good, and he knew it, but he wanted to help Marlene before he did rest. But it would be tough... the young Keyblader could not even feel his legs. Something had happened, sure, but Verka couldn't remember what. All he knew now was that his legs seemed numb and he couldn't move from his position without using his arms.
The boy chuckled and turned back to Marlene. "It'll take more than a couple heartless to do me in." He joked, looking down at his legs. Marlene had suggested rest, but... Verka didn't even want to consider that. The poor young girl was a separated as he was, but she had a family and friends to return to. Where he had no one, she had many people waiting for her. Verka bit his lip.
He looked slowly back up to Marlene, and sighed. "I can't rest until I get you home, right?" He laughed again, and pulled himself further from the ground with his arms. "But I don't think I can walk, so I might have to... rest, y'know. I don't really want to, but..." Verka trailed off, closing his eyes. He was completely incapable of helping young Marlene, and he hated himself for it.
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Post by deshitana3 on Oct 17, 2010 9:39:36 GMT -5
Marlene remained at Verka side watching the boy and listening to his words. When he joked about the heartless Marlene smiled a bit even though inwardly she knew the young man was tired. She watched as he looked down at his legs and then seem to think about something before biting his lip. Marlene tilted her head slightly at this, but then relaxed as the young man chuckled and turned back to her.
He told her he couldn't rest until he got her home...and yet he couldn't walk. He seemed to rebel against the idea of resting, but he really did need it if he wanted to continue to go on. While Marlene wasn't sure if the young man had family to return to, she had a feeling there would be someone missing the young man if he did not return home. Marlene could feel that something weighed heavily on the young man and dragged him down. She didn't like to see the young man so sad, so she remained silent for a moment as she looked at the ocean.
As she thought about her friends and family back home, she smiled inwardly. While she wanted to find them, she was more concerned about Verka now. Making up her mind, Marlene sat down next to the young man.
"It's okay," she said with a smile. "You fought really hard and deserve the rest. I know my friends and family are out there somewhere, but for now I just want you better, k?" she said looking the young man in the eye, showing she really meant every word she said.
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Post by Vincent Valentine on Oct 18, 2010 0:30:26 GMT -5
(OOC: Belated response, but Marlene invited me, so here I am.)
There had been no life on the island at the time Marlene and Verka started looking, and then again they hadn't looked recently back in the small wooden cabin Marlene had appeared in; it was here that finally a sign of life came in the form of the door being pushed open by a black gloved hand. The gloved hand was followed by it's owner, a tall man in a black leathery bodysuit adorned with silver buckles, and wearing a long, tattered crimson cape. Eyes that matched the color of the cape peered out underneath a bandana of identical color and spiky, raven-black hair. The pupils of those eyes contracted, adjusting to the light of this bright world foreign to him, and one he certainly did not belong in. However, a small smile curled at his lips as he looked around in the sunlight and spotted a familiar figure he had been sent to look for, and stepped forward to jump down and approach her and her mysterious guardian who was lying in exhaustion on the ground.
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Earlier, the man known as Vincent Valentine had just returned back from his trip to Twilight Town to Gaia VII, and upon returning home to check how everyone was doing found Denzel in distress. When he had calmed the young boy down by telling him to focus, he had learned Marlene had gone missing and was last seen somewhere between the bar and her destination. It was fortunate that Vincent shared another trait with one of Marlene's many friends within the dysfunctional family that was AVALANCHE, and while Nanaki was away on his own adventures elsewhere, Vincent had the power to track down people using their scent with his hightened vampiric senses. Having picked up the scent, Vincent had trailed it down to a dead-end that smelled strongly of the darkness of the heart of their world - a darkness that connected with the hearts of the other worlds and formed the dark pathways between known as the Corridors To Darkness. Only wielders of darkness, like the Heartless, and the Nobodies could open and travel these corridors.
Which meant Marlene was in trouble, and so Vincent had followed her trail to this world.
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"Marlene." Vincent said with an air of authority and slight concern, appearing behind her having made no sound at all, chosing that time to make his presence known to the pair on the beach. He knelt down, so he could be at eye level with the two of them, moreso of a sign of respect for the small girl who living around adults had grown up to act like one rather fast. Vincent spoke to her like an adult without talking down to her in the same manner as he did that day when she had appeared to him and Cloud outside the Forgotten City during the Geostigma crisis - he rarely often saw her otherwise as she was Barret's daughter and Tifa and Cloud took care of her, but Marlene had still hidden in his cape out of mistrust towards Cloud as if he were a close friend. "It's time to go home now." he both advised and reassured her, not ordering her to go as Cloud, Tifa or Barret might... she was not his daughter, after all, but he was assured she would be grateful to see a familiar face. He rested his hands on the knee he had knelt before him, folding his golden claw over the black glove on his left hand, and his intense eyes shifted between her and the young man sprawled on the ground she was perched over.
Who was this young man?
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Post by deshitana3 on Oct 26, 2010 9:06:31 GMT -5
((Sorry for the delay. Verka PMed me and said that he will not be able to RP due to stuff in life, so with that being said forgive me for the odd post.))
Marlene was sitting by Verka when unexpectedly the boy just disappeared. Confused, the young girl had stood up and looked around for her new friend, but she could not find him. Worried as to where the injured boy had gone to she stood by the beach, thinking. How could people just disappear into thin air? She was still, wondering about this when she heard her name being called by a familiar voice.
The young girl turned and saw that it was Vincent, a very good friend of the family and herself. When she saw the man, she was relieved and happy and went over to him as he kneeled down, so that he was level with her.
"Vincent!" she said happily with a smile and then heard him mentioning about going home. As much as she wanted to go home, she couldn't help worrying about Verka. Her smile faded a bit as she nodded.
"Okay, but did you happen to see where a boy in blue clothing wearing a hat went? He was right here a moment ago, but now I can't find him," Marlene asked as she looked around the beach again. She really hoped that Vincent had seen the boy and that the whole ordeal had not been her imagination. Could she really have been dreaming about that fight and the boy that saved her?
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Post by Vincent Valentine on Oct 29, 2010 9:08:35 GMT -5
(OOC: I think now is a good time to end this thread, after all that Heartless fighting, I can't imagine it going on for any longer. And this would be a perfect pre-lude to Vincent's raid on Destiny Islands, as he can hide Marlene in a safe place like the Secret Cave before the villains come out. We can always thread together another time if you want to continue this. =] )
The man in crimson looked to the spot the keybarer had once been... he was there in one moment, and then in a flash of bright light, he was gone. Scarlet eyes blinked once, and then he looked towards little Marlene, who had just noticed her temporary guardian had disappeared. A small sigh escaped deathly pale lips, as he thought of how to explain the situation to her in words that would spare her feelings. Wait... why did he want to spare her feelings? She was a child, but Marlene was growing up fast having to live in a world of adults who had to handle mature things like fighting and darkness, and she could handle it if Vincent told her the truth. But what was that truth?
Vincent wasn't sure if the man disappeared into the light because he had just died... he had only seen people disappear into the Lifestream on his own world in a different green mako light, or people turned into Heartless. Or maybe the Light was just him teleporting somewhere else in the sea of stars? His senses told him he was no longer in the world, so... maybe the gunman could simply tell her what he knew instead of what he assumed. "He disappeared in a flash of light... but, before I did, I saw him smiling." he simply described to the girl, and looked her in the eye with a honest expression on his face. Maybe he was rather gloomy, and couldn't protect Marlene from learning about the horrible truths of the world like she had to experience first-hand with Kadaj and his gang... he could only get her ready for what was to come.
But, at least for now, he could keep to himself the suspicion that one more keyblade had been added to the Keyblade Graveyard.
There was a shift in temperature, and a sudden dynamic force of wind swept in as Vincent percieved a storm on the far horizon. He could begin to sense dark forces were gathering on the island... he could not fight if he had to protect Marlene. He needed to get her somewhere safe... maybe the nearby cave would be a good place, as most dark presences would be drawn to him, and not to the secret door in the cave that was now sealed shut by the keyblade master. "Marlene... bad people are coming to take this world. We best get you somewhere you can be out of harm's way; I will take care of them, and when I do, I will come back to you and we will go home. If we get seperated or you get taken away, keep this hidden with you and use it to call us." he instructed her with a lower and authoritive tone than the content tone he had used before, and placed a small item in her hand. It was a simple cell phone, just like the ones they used back on their world, and while it had been designed for children in mind that they pressed the one button to auto-dial Tifa's bar, there were also other numbers there in case she was smart enough to figure out how to call others as well. He pulled himself to his feet slowly, and briskly but very calmly started to walk ahead of Marlene; but his left hand was held out for Marlene to grasp, even if a hug from her did not embrace the cursed man in thanks for saving her.
Her safety was his own reward - Cloud, Tifa and Denzel were depending on him now to get her home without harm.
Vincent has left the thread.
(OOC: The phone's a generic item you don't need to add to your profile unless you wish to, it's just a excuse so Marlene has a reason to call people to her aid and go exploring on her own without need of someone like Vincent to babysit her. Unless you wish to. xD Make sure when you make your exit post to type something like Marlene has left the thread and the thread has ended.[/b when you are done please! And thanks for the invite!)
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Post by deshitana3 on Oct 29, 2010 14:26:19 GMT -5
((Okay then. I'll make a note in her little plotline about it so I won't forget about the phone and no problem. I hope to RP with you again. =).))
Marlene watched Vincent as she waited for an answer. He sighed a bit making Marlene wonder what he was thinking. When the man answered her, she nodded slightly. She supposed that light had taken Verka to safety. If he had been smiling then he must be okay. Feeling a bit better about the boy's disappearance, Marlene relaxed a bit. As the temperature dropped, Marlene looked up at the sky to see dark storm clouds approaching.
As she watched the clouds gather she began to feel uneasy about them. When Vincent spoke again, she looked back at him. He told that bad people were coming and that she needed to go somewhere safe. With a nod, she watched as he pulled out a cellphone and handed to her with instruction to use it when she was in need of help. Holding onto the phone tightly, she smiled a bit.
"Okay," she said and then watched as the man rose again. Vincent began to walk away from her, but held out his left hand for her to take. Hurrying to catch up, she took his hand and let him lead her to a cave with strange drawings and a door in it. While the place was odd to the young girl, she was sure she'd be fine there.
When Vincent left, Marlene watched him go a bit sadden to be alone again; however, she did not stay in the sadness for long. Moving to the back of the cave, she sat down by the strange door and began to pray for the safe return of her friend... and hoped that the storm outside would go away soon.
Marlene has left the thread. Thread ended.
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