The Nobodies and the Incarcerated. (RP.)

[Scattered Dream 6]

"Thanks." Said Charlex as she looked around. Only scratches here, which could be explained by the heartless and the sandstorm. It was time to move on.

[rikunobodyxiii 700]

Varxin jumped a gap to the next roof top. He landed in a crouch, his shrouded eyes scanning for anything out of the usual. There were more scratches on this roof, but that hardly seemed worrying. What did was when Varxin caught sight of a flutter of cloth down below him, about where he and Charlex would have been if they had gone with taking the alleyways.

The Masked Duelest remained quite till Charlex got closer.

"We may have watchers." He said in a barely audible whisper as he seemed to check the skyline. "Movement down below. Keep casual."

[Arya Stark 1,337]

'Great, a smartass too.' Jixush thought, annoyed. He scanned the area for his victim while he made his speech. Soon though, he caught sight of him diving from the left. Jixush reacted quickly, raising his keyblde to block, as he did so, dark energy filled the weapon. As the two impacted, the blow was blocked, but the darkness within his keyblade burst out in an explosion, blowing both back. Jixush staggered forward afterward, and called out cockily to the mysterious warrior. "That was called a block... and counter."

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'Great, a smartass too.' Jixush thought, annoyed. He scanned the area for his victim while he made his speech. Soon though, he caught sight of him diving from the left. Jixush reacted quickly, raising his keyblde to block, as he did so, dark energy filled the weapon. As the two impacted, the blow was blocked, but the darkness within his keyblade burst out in an explosion, blowing both back. Jixush staggered forward afterward, and called out cockily to the mysterious warrior. "That was called a block... and counter."

"Nice, simple, effective, unless you wanted me to nearly break your bones." Kaiser was standing up, the smoke lifted, his breathing a little hard. "Or, stab you. Whichever is the case..." He pointed over to the blade of the black Eludicator that was impaled in the floor below Jixush. "I was hoping you would just evade, I had a nice dash move prepared and everything. Oh, well. My fun with that was taken." He laughed. "This the best the Organization's got to dish out? A guy who can't have seen a near death counter to a counter attack when it was happening, and lackeys. Quality workers are easy to find, eh?" Kaiser said, before the smoke settled and revealed Dark Repulsar was destroyed. "To break it down simply, as I approached, I pulled out one of my blades and locket it into the guards of my keyblades at the last second, freeing one of my hands and preparing for a triple stab. Noticing your block and counter, I sacrificed my first sword and grabbed my other, decided fun was fun, and let you win the little clash, but not without a little present. Cover all your bases, never know when one's going to have a runner..." He discarded Dark Repulsar and summoned his Keyblades back. "Ready for more?" He breathed out. His chest and arms ached from the impact and counter attack, even though he was able to take most of it out with his counter. "Magic. Why do they always have magic?" He wondered to himself.

[Strife Bloodrose 1]

Solthix scoffed,sighing in boredom. It seemed the tournament was nothing to wait around for,he shrugged to himself and slipped away into a dark corner,creating a dark corridor and stepping through it. All the nobodies of his in the area taking their own leave from the place in spiralling orbs of white and grey spikes. Within the corridor's of the organization he pulled his book and a pen from his coat and began drawing once more,a drawing of his next destination. Most of those who had not seen him fight assumed he controlled time,due to his calm nature and seemingly prophetic ability. However,this was not the case,as Moon and Xemnas would know he employed a vast and nigh undetectable network of Nobody spies. His own personal knight's that he liked to call 'Warlords'.

Left to flutter through the next dark corridor to be opened by The Organization would be a piece of torn paper, covered in a drawing of Solthix himself standing atop a sandy rooftop, His faithful Lion's Tooth in his hand's,across the rooftop were two more people in cloaks. One male wearing a mask, the other a female with their face hidden in shadows.

Moments later Solthix stepped through a dark corridor behind Varxin and his companion. Snapping his book shut loudly,and pocketing the pen with it. His hood drawn back once more to show off his stark white hair and ice blue eyes. He brushed a piece of hair from infront of his vision and ran a hand through it as if he had all the time in the world. A grin wide enough to rival the Cheshire Cat's spreading across his face as he awaited their eventual attack or interrogation. They would get nothing of course, He was mute once more and he and Varxin had made a deal as he had planned.

[Scattered Dream 6]

Charlex nodded and kept looking around, making sure to keep her eyes on the roof. Scratches, a few empty pots... There was nothing new. She resisted the instinct to spin around as she heard a portal open behind them. She slid her hands together, pulling out a mirror and throwing it at the person behind her, following it with three more. The mirrors, shaped into razor sharp throwing stars, had shown her a traitor.

Edited July 16, 2013 by Scattered Dream

[Arya Stark 1,337]

(Wait a sec, what exactly did you do? Your wording is a bit confusing...)

[Scattered Dream 6]

(Charlex has pockets in her gloves where she carries throwing star/ mirrors. She glanced at the mirror, saw Slothix, and threw four of the projectiles at him. Ohs, wrong person. Ah we'll, an explanation can't hurt.)

Edited July 16, 2013 by Scattered Dream

[rikunobodyxiii 700]

Varxin rolled his eyes when he saw Slothix appear behind him. He had hoped the artist would keep his head down for the time being. With a flurish, Varxin summoned his Keyblade to his hand.

"Identify yourself." He challenged, hoping Charlex hadn't known Slothix when he was at the organization.

[Scattered Dream 6]

"Oh please. He is wearing our coat yet is not one of us, at least not anymore." Charlex pointed out, "Can you spell out traitor in any more obvious a way?" She summoned her keyblade.

Edited July 16, 2013 by Scattered Dream

[Strife Bloodrose 1]

Solthix twisted his body around the first mirror,flipping over the next two and simply covering his fist in hardened light,using it to shatter the last of the trio as he spun mid-air. Landing in the same spin and summoning his massive Katana into his hand in a burst of shadow,swinging it gracefully within the same maneuver to send a wave of light to either injure or push the pair back. Leaving Solthix himself to leap to the other side of the roof.The grin still plastered to his face as he reached into his pocket and pulled out his book,tearing out the page depicting the entire organization,including Solthix upon it. He wrote a few word's on the piece of paper and then threw it expertly so that it wafted over to Charlex. An arrow pointed towards Solthix himself amongst the group. The words "Secret Member, Xemnas's Newest Weapon" were imprinted in simple lettering above it, there would be no way to tell that he was other then the page stated. Especially as he unzipped his cloak and turned around,revealing a large nobody symbol scarred onto his entire back, the numbers XVIII were imprinted in the center in a darker hue. 

[Scattered Dream 6]

Charlex used her ice spell as a shield and then caught the paper. She ran possibilities through her head. A nobody artist was uncommon, but not unheard of. His smile made her uneasy, and if he was as he said, he had no need to run off the roof like that, and could have just told them. Also, he had summoned a weapon and used a magic attack, a bad move for someone trying to earn trust, but... If he was telling the truth attacking him would be betraying the organisation. She handed Varxin the paper, unsure what to do.

Edited July 17, 2013 by Scattered Dream

[rikunobodyxiii 700]

Varxin took the paper Charlex offered him and studied it. Behind his mask, he frowned.

"Xemnas needs to chose his 'secret weapons' with more fore sight." He thought.

He turned his gaze to Solthix.

"Interesting." He said aloud. "Remind me to ask for my own Organization tattoo. And your purpose here?"

[Strife Bloodrose 1]

Solthix flung his hand to the side,opposite to his Katana,opening a dark corridor next to Varxin from which the piece of paper would fall through that he had previously left in the world between worlds. The picture depicting this very scene.His grin somehow widened as he swung his hand horizontally infront of him,allowing it to once again rest on the hilt of his Katana. A small shadowy slice appeared with the action,widening and warping slowly until they formed letters,and eventually two separate words. 

"Combat Test" 

The nobody artist slid his feet further apart and braced his body,the grin slowly shrinking until his face was a mask of calmness. An invitation to begin the fight that he apparently wanted. Two greatsword's appeared on his back in a flash of light,both equaling his body in length and 'unique' when compared to the usually smooth and uniform shaped weapons of most nobody's. His personal 'Warlords' leaped from the ground below and surrounded the roof,forming a protective arena,facing outwards with their spears at attention to any threat.

Edited July 18, 2013 by Strife Bloodrose

[Scattered Dream 6]

Charlex was a bit disappointed in herself. She had brought mostly ice magic, but only two of each other type, and she didn't know this mystery persons weaknesses. She summoned her Mage nobodies and made sure her spells were all easily at hand. Her fighting style usually used distance as an advantage, and so she decided to wait for Varxin to move before attacking.

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"Oh." Varxin said, sounding a little disappointed.

In a blurred movement, the Masked Duelist swung his Keyblade. As it sliced through the air, the blade lengthened and became mobile. With a whip like crack, it pasted over Solthix's head and hit a Warlord. Twirling it slightly, Varxin struck at Solthix several more times with his whip Keyblade.

[Strife Bloodrose 1]

Solthix swung one hand up above him,creating a dome of light around him as a defensive measure as Varxin's whip cracked against it,shattering one side and then the other. But it was all the time he needed,and all the deflection he required. In the blink of an eye he burst into shadows,each the shape of a raven. Appearing behind Charlex in a similar burst before normal eyes could register his change in position. Swinging his Katana from the right,the blade soaked in a shadowy outline,an extra sharpened edge designed to cut and then leave behind a blindingly painful burn.His face was a blank slate as his cold eyes stared at Varxin,hopefully the fact that his whip was across the roof right now would give him the time he needed to harm the most likely defensive Charlex,atleast from what he had witnessed with the shield they'd conjured to defend them both.

[Scattered Dream 6]

Charlex whiped around while conjuring an ice shield and summoning thundera. She only blocked about half of of the blow, and staggered backwards almost to the edge of the roof. Two of her Mage nobodies cast the same spell while another one engaged the mystery man in physical combat. (Can we start wrapping this scene up? I will be gone Monday to Thursday.)

Edited July 19, 2013 by Scattered Dream

[rikunobodyxiii 700]

Varxin looked over his shoulder at Solthix's attack on Charlex. He smiled slightly under his mask. Solthix had preformed an excellent move, but Charlex was still alive. His estimation of both of them rose a bit.

The whip like Keyblade shrunk back to normal size and shape as Varxin went to lock blades with Solthix to give Charlex more of a chance to recover.

[Strife Bloodrose 1]

Solthix burst into shadows once more,appearing at the other end of the roof,outside the range of the mages and Charlex's Thundara. His Katana no longer in his hand's as he began to rush towards Charlex. That is until the nobody got in the way,Solthix dodged low under the first attack and covered his arm's in hardened light,deflecting the next attack with a spin and sending the nobody flying with a sharp elbow to the head.Solthix scoffed and pulled one of the Great-swords from his back,Royal Eminence, with the same movement of lowering his elbow. 'Mages,weak as twigs,heavy as a pebble' He thought, Turning once more to Charlex only to as expected be cut-off by the view of Varxin making his way towards him.The nobody calmly raised his other arm up and grabbed hold of the second great-sword's hilt,pulling it down to crash into the roof,It's navy blue blade shining brightly from the light emitted by Royal Eminence. He closed his eyes for a moment,almost meditating as his 'Warlords' began to join the battle,however they all focused solely on Charlex and his mages. Only ten or so were actually fighting,the rest stood guard as they had moments ago.

 

Solthix opened his eyes once more,and dissapeared in a burst of light this time,appearing to the right of Varxin,Swinging both great-swords down towards the nobody's wielding hand from above.

[Scattered Dream 6]

Now that she had more time Charlex was able to focus her mages better. She had five use ice spells against the warlords, hoping to break their resistance, and had the rest stay on guard. Charlex turned towards where Varxin and Solthix fought. Thundera would be a risk with them that close. No matter, it hadn't been effective anyway. She tried friga because it was more accurate.

[rikunobodyxiii 700]

Varxin used his Keyblade to deflect both of Solthix's great swords to his right as he side stepped the other way. He then spun around and struck at Solthix's face. As he spun, he saw Charlex preparing a spell. The Madked Duelist launched himself into a roll away from Solthix to give Charlex a clearer shot.

[Scattered Dream 6]

The spell was completed and launched itself towards Solthix. Charlex saw Varxin roll away. Good, after all, this spell generally caused a small explosion.

[Strife Bloodrose 1]

Solthix used the great-swords fall to make himself rise,aiming a kick at Varxin's head only to find it pressing against metal,metal that he used to launch away from the Keyblade wielder,he scoffed and was prepared to rush forward,brushing his hair out of his eyes as his 'warlords' began to slowly fall,taking mages out with them and refusing to break their resistance,the fallen being replaced by those guarding the roof. The hair was removed from his eyes only to see a ball of fire launching it's way towards him at high speeds as Varxin rolled away,The nobody artist wrenched his great-swords up and covered them in shadow's spinning them as fast as he could manage in the short time he had before the collision and then let them go,allowing them to spin around in a circular barrier infront of him as they created a shadowy cloud which he dissapeared into,just as the explosion lit up the roof.Fortunately for Solthix the great-sword's held and he was only slightly burnt by the blast,and the shadows had been spread across the roof making the entire area Solthix's domain,an area from which he could strike from the darkness. Solthix laughed,an echoing laugh that rung out through the cloud,A shimmer of a blade would appear infront of Charlex,a mere distraction as his Great-swords navy blue blade was thrown javelin style from the right side,followed by the blinding light of the other spinning wildly in the air from behind. In the blink of an eye Solthix would appear in a flash of light,his Katana in his hand's, swinging horizontally at Charlex's mid-riff as he rushed the nobody. Hopefully Varxin wouldn't interfere,He was the true opponent to watch in Melee combat but Charlex was the untouchable that needed to be touched. Regardless of the results Charlex would not be fatally harmed,otherwise it would end his pretence of a Combat Test and result in losing Varxin's alliance. At worst he would be knocked unconscious.

[Arya Stark 1,337]

"Nice, simple, effective, unless you wanted me to nearly break your bones." Kaiser was standing up, the smoke lifted, his breathing a little hard. "Or, stab you. Whichever is the case..." He pointed over to the blade of the black Eludicator that was impaled in the floor below Jixush. "I was hoping you would just evade, I had a nice dash move prepared and everything. Oh, well. My fun with that was taken." He laughed. "This the best the Organization's got to dish out? A guy who can't have seen a near death counter to a counter attack when it was happening, and lackeys. Quality workers are easy to find, eh?" Kaiser said, before the smoke settled and revealed Dark Repulsar was destroyed. "To break it down simply, as I approached, I pulled out one of my blades and locket it into the guards of my keyblades at the last second, freeing one of my hands and preparing for a triple stab. Noticing your block and counter, I sacrificed my first sword and grabbed my other, decided fun was fun, and let you win the little clash, but not without a little present. Cover all your bases, never know when one's going to have a runner..." He discarded Dark Repulsar and summoned his Keyblades back. "Ready for more?" He breathed out. His chest and arms ached from the impact and counter attack, even though he was able to take most of it out with his counter. "Magic. Why do they always have magic?" He wondered to himself.

Jixush staggered a little, the pain of his opponent's blade being stuck into his upper arm. He braced himself for the pain, and pulled the sword from his body. He winced in pain, but he'd been through worse. Throwing the blade to the ground, he summoned dark flames over the wound. His skin melted together. Not as good as a Curaga, but he didn't have access to that spell at the moment. So until he got back to HQ, this would have to do. Jixush looked to Kaiser, and grinned. "Always." was his simple reply to his victim's question. He summoned Betwixt, and floated into the air. Darkness flooded around him. Balls of dark energy speeded towards Kaiser who was on the ground.