'... At The Village' [Luxord,Open]

[argento]

Argento walked onto the path and looked around. “Why are we here?” Three soldiers stood behind Argento and one spoke to her. “What is this place?” Argento turned around to the female Deepground soldier, “this place is called Traverse Town, it’s the place where people end up when their worlds get destroyed,” she turned to the village and pointed at some people, “you can ask them yourselves,” Argento started to walk further into the town and the three soldiers hesitated for a moment. The one who spoke and another walked towards some of the people inside town while the third followed Argento.

Argento walked through a door of a shop and sat down inside. “What are we doing here?” The soldier asked Argento, but Argento closed her eyes for a moment before replying: “we wait.” The soldier looked confused, but then sat down next to her. After a few minutes one of the soldiers returned, “I’m sorry for taking so long,” Argento didn’t reply to the soldier and the soldier looked around the shop confused, seeing the fireplace, the shopkeeper, a strange creature and several things displayed, she nearly wanted to say something again, but stayed quiet and sat next to the other soldier, whispering to him.

The third soldier didn’t return yet and Argento stood up, they had waited for several hours. “What could happened to him?” Argento walked towards the door and walked outside before replying, “nothing happened to him, he knows where we’re going.” The two soldiers looked confused at the door that shut behind Argento, they looked for a moment at each other and the male shrugged before running after Argento outside the shop. The female soldier stayed there for a moment and looked at the shopkeeper, which shrugged as well as if he heard everything.

Outside Argento looked through the place, “a little longer,” she walked towards the bar and the soldier followed her. Argento sat down there now and the soldier looked confused, but sat down as well. The other soldier then came out of the shop and looked around confused. “What is going on?” She ran at Argento and the soldier and sat down as well. “Can you please tell me what is going on?” Argento didn’t look at the soldier and slowly said, “we wait.”

[Luxord]

"A Tsviet and her Deepground soilders, lost in a civilian town; a regiment of perplexity." a cryptic voice came from further down the bar. If Argento and her remaining solider looked, they could see a figure in a black cloak, with a hood over his head, the shadow of it mysteriously concealing his face. He toasted to them with a shotglass, and drank the shot down, slamming it onto the table.

"Waiting for your fellow Tsviets, are we? Or more of Deepground? Avalanche? WRO? Or perhaps Vincent Valentine himself?" he questioned Argento from the dark void in his hood, choosing not to reveal his identity just yet.

"Don't squander your time. None of them are here... yet." he chided amusingly, and put some Munny down on the table. "Two drinks of your cheapest to my friends here, barkeep. And one for me."

[argento]

((OOC: Maybe you mean three drinks, as there are two Deepground soldiers and Argento the Silver. And it's remaining two soldiers, lol.))

"A Tsviet and her Deepground soilders, lost in a civilian town; a regiment of perplexity." Argento didn't look at where the voice came from while the other two turned to Luxord surprised, taking out their weapons. They look at the man in the black cloak, Argento stayed still and silent. The soldiers looked surprised at the man in the cloak as he drank a shotglass empty and slammed it back on the table.

"Waiting for your fellow Tsviets, are we? Or more of Deepground? Avalanche? WRO? Or perhaps Vincent Valentine himself?" The two soldiers stood up and held their weapons ready, the sword-user moved a bit nearer to the cloaked man while the gunsman stayed where she was. Argento still didn't say a word and hadn't moved the slightest bit.

"Don't squander your time. None of them are here... yet. Two/Three drinks of your cheapest to my friends here, barkeep. And one for me." Argento then spoke. "I don't expect anything. I assume you're a member of Organization XIII, I've heard about them." Argento stood up with still her back to the cloaked man, "I don't expect anything. Sooner or later I will bring my news. And what is a member of the Organization doing here? I don't think you're here for a stroll or to get drunk, are we?"

[Luxord]

((Uh, no, I meant two. As Luxord didn't see the second solider come in yet.))

"Another drink for my friend, barkeep." the mysterious black cloaked figure said, throwing more munny at the barkeep. The barkeep obliged, pouring the drinks before the solider that was reacting and pulling out their weapon. "Hey, we don't want any violence in here, please." he said nervously.

"My thoughts exactly, barkeep. I would listen to him," he advised Argento and her Deepground units, "...if you're aware of Organization XIII, then you know your lapdogs wouldn't stand a chance against me, I even have doubts you could best me yourself. However, if you wold like to try your hand at a game, feel free to step outside and try your luck, I'll surely follow to call your bluff." A short, dark laugh came out from underneath his hood as his body shook from laughter.

"However, knowing I have the upper hand here, shall we say, I have offered you a drink as a gesture of goodwill. It would be rude to refuse a drink that has been bought for you, wouldn't you agree? Sit down and relax for the moment, and let us exchange words a while longer. As to why I am here, my business is my own. A player in the game does not show his hand to his opponent until the opportunity presents itself." He told him, and poured himself another drink from a bottle.

"So, Tsviet, until you 'bring your news', what is the latest from the Tsviets? If you know of the Organization, you should know of our alligence in the coming war. How are the Tsviets faring with their alligence with the Heartless?"

[argento]

((Okay...))

"Another drink for my friend, barkeep." The two soldiers looked confused at the bartender pouring the drinks, "this is getting rather strange," the female soldier said. "Hey, we don't want any violence in here, please." The two soldiers blinked and looked at Argento, which gestured with her back to everything to put away the weapons.

"My thoughts exactly, barkeep. I would listen to him, ... if you're aware of Organization XIII, then you know your lapdogs wouldn't stand a chance against me, I even have doubts you could best me yourself. However, if you wold like to try your hand at a game, feel free to step outside and try your luck, I'll surely follow to call your bluff." Argento shrugged, ignoring the laugh and kept her back towards the cloaked man. "... you don't know our strength either..."

"However, knowing I have the upper hand here, shall we say, I have offered you a drink as a gesture of good will. It would be rude to refuse a drink that has been bought for you, wouldn't you agree? Sit down and relax for the moment, and let us exchange words a while longer. As to why I am here, my business is my own. A player in the game does not show his hand to his opponent until the opportunity presents itself." Argento turned slowly around. "I take it you're the Gambler, it's also rude to hide your face as well as hiding your name." Argento said with a little irritation in her voice. She sat down and gestured the soldiers to sit as well, hoping the cloaked man would sit with them. She drank some of the liquor.

"So, Tsviet, until you 'bring your news', what is the latest from the Tsviets? If you know of the Organization, you should know of our alligence in the coming war. How are the Tsviets faring with their alligence with the Heartless?" The soldiers had slowly put away their weapons and sat down as well. "Our 'news'? We still follow our great leader, Weiss. His words will be done. I follow my own missions and I gather information. If I understand well, you've allied with the light. We, ourselves, haven't allied with anyone. We have no alligence with the Heartless, if we can use them, we will use them, but we have our own goals."

[Luxord]

Luxord smirked. "We know more than you think we do, Tsviet..." he said, drinking down more of his shot in his glass.

"How rude of me not to introduce myself... but you have seemed to already done that, haven't you?" he commented snidely, pulling back off his 'cap' to reveal the blonde platinum hair and azure eyes underneath.

He laughed mentally. His plan to trick Argento into revealing the Tsviet's allegience had gone well. This would be very interesting information for the Superior to know later. "I see... yes, that's correct, we have allied with the Light. But we also have our own goals, too. And if your Deepground and Tsviets stand in our way, you will feel the might of the Organization in one swift play. That ought to be entertaining..." he smiled amusingly, looking mischeviously over at Argento.

[argento]

"We know more than you think we do, Tsviet..." Argento ignored this and drank her own glass empty. The two soldiers with Argento just looked at their glasses.

"How rude of me not to introduce myself... but you have seemed to already done that, haven't you?" Argento looked at the man and took his full appearance into her head to remember him. "Maybe..."

Argento looked at the laughing man, she didn't knew what he was laughing about and didn't exactly care. "I see... yes, that's correct, we have allied with the Light. But we also have our own goals, too. And if your Deepground and Tsviets stand in our way, you will feel the might of the Organization in one swift play. That ought to be entertaining..." Argento looked amused back at Luxord. "We're not with the light nor with the dakrness. We right now have only one goal, or maybe two. The rest will be discussed when all Tsviets have gathered. Do you know the Restrictors? They've tried to take over Gaia, controlling Deepground, but the Tsviets broke the chains they layed on us and erased the 14th SOLDIER Force. No wonder it's called 'Lost Force'." Argento smiled brightly and looked amused at Luxord. "They seem to have returned as well, this is just a warning as they're powerful people. They rather control people than fighting themselves. They will make your allies turn against you."

[Luxord]

The Nobody smirked, drinking from his glass with content. This Tsviet was giving him more information than he anticipated, and he didn't even have to trick her this time with words.

As long as the Tsviets refused to ally with either side, they were a 'neutral' party, until they decided to step in. Luxord couldn't trust anything she was telling him wasn't true, but still, she had no reason to lie to him. It wasn't like she was leading him into a trap. He would have to relay this information to his Superior and from there, discover how to anticipate if this was the truth or not.

"I see. Another faction?" Luxord considered, considering if the enemy of the enemy was a friend, maybe he could try to persude them to join the Light and the Organization. Unlikely, but still a possibility to play out in the upcoming war. "I see, thank you for the warning friend... so they've controlled your Tsviets and Deepground in the past. Are you saying, granted the chance, they would use their powers of control on other groups, such as Organization XIII and the Light? Perhaps even the Heartless? Interesting... so theoretically, if they can do this, how do they manipulate their opponents under their control?"

[argento]

"I see. Another faction?" Argento nodded amused as she watched the man before her thinking. "I see, thank you for the warning friend... so they've controlled your Tsviets and Deepground in the past. Are you saying, granted the chance, they would use their powers of control on other groups, such as Organization XIII and the Light? Perhaps even the Heartless? Interesting... so theoretically, if they can do this, how do they manipulate their opponents under their control?"

Argento sat back and thought for a moment. "Yes, they can use these powers against your Organization as well as the Light. They could even plant spies within your own ranks. But about the Heartless... I don't know, but you brought me up an idea. They usually use technology to plant chips into other people's brains to take them under their control. Some of them can plant the chips themselves, but others need machinery to plant them. I, myself, am not a doctor, but a weapon and armor crafter."

Argento thought of trying to plant a chip inside one of the Heartless' heads. If they wouldn't disappear in the form of a heart and some cloud of black. She needed to get one of the other two soldiers she left at the base. Together she had gathered five soldiers, each with their own unique abilities and professions. Argento reached out to her pocket and placed a very tiny chip on the table. "This is one of the chips that Restrictors plant in people, I don't know if you have people who understand this type of stuff, but I wish you good luck with it." She was amused about figuring out if the Organization had anyone who knew about Gaia's technology.

[Luxord]

The Gambler of Fate finished his glass, pushed himself away from the counter, and walked over to the table Argento and her soliders were sitting at. He ignored any looks and weapons that were directed at him, and picked up the chip from the table, looking at it under the light.

"Ah, I see... a much more efficent means than using the darkness, you've played your chips well." he considered, looking at Argento, and lowered his arms. "Well, good luck with that. Heartless are created from darkness, so it would be tricky to implant one into them, since the Nobody carries most of the thought process when Heartless are created, if the person has a strong enough will."

He turned from the table, putting up his hood. "Thanks for the information... see you in the war, whichever hand you deal." he said playfully in departing, and turned away, exiting the bar.

He walked into an alleyway and exited the world through a corridor to darkness. He couldn't wait to see how the Superior would act from this new information, once it was confirmed...

Luxord has exited the thread.

((Unless you wanted him to come back...))

[argento]

"Ah, I see... a much more efficent means than using the darkness, you've played your chips well. Well, good luck with that. Heartless are created from darkness, so it would be tricky to implant one into them, since the Nobody carries most of the thought process when Heartless are created, if the person has a strong enough will." Argento watched Luxord take the chip amused. Her soldiers didn't move at all, they were too confused to move in the current situation.

Argento watched Luxord put on his hood and leaving. "Thanks for the information... see you in the war, whichever hand you deal." Argento smiled. "If we deal under the same hand again. Let's give out some more information. It was a nice time and good luck with anything you can find about the chip and the Restrictors." Argento watched Luxord disappear in an alleyway and stood up herself. "Let's go to Sec." Her two soldiers stood up as well and followed Argento as they left the district.

Argento, Helen and Terren have left the thread, thread ended.