Kingdom Hearts: Decolor Censura RP

[Kaneki Ken 1,516]

Thank you for saving my ass Sarah! I dropped the pin in my hand and put it in my pocket for now. I stretched my body after sitting for a while. "No. I don't need anything right now. I might as well head to bed. Wake me up if something happens or we reach the destination." I repliedI went to my bedroom and took off my headphones. My ears can breathe now. I placed my headphones and pins, except the player pin,on the desk and got on the bed. I scanned the area in the ship and as usual, only Sarah and Luna's thoughts appeared. I didn't want to read what they are thinking, but kept the channels open at minimum volume in case something happens on the ship. I then drifted off to another world, wondering if tomorrow will have it's way. (I was listening to Skin to Bone. Seems fitting).

Edited May 17, 2014 by Xamtweth-ReMIXed

[Elrandir 783]

{Lunaris and Hotaru}Hotaru thought for a moment about Cron's words. Sure, saying something like that in front of the Leader of the Decolor would be a mistake he wouldn't make."I'll have to agree with you there." He said. "I do not want to be close once he gets the report of this mission."Lunaris was swaying from side to side, after who knows how many drinks."Oh~ It's going to be bad that's for sure." She said in a happy tone. "One would think twice about telling him about Derik, but I feel that maybe Derik would be an issue that is going to have to be dealt with in the future."The young Wielder looked at his Partner/Servant with a questioning look on his face."What is that supposed to mean? I thought he"The Sniper girl raised her hand and shook her head."The outcome of the mission was partially his fault. If we stop beating around the bush, then Derik is at fault for civis dying and we can't change that."The young girl, maybe because she was tipsy or because she was pretending to be, looked worried for a split second before smiling at her Master."If things get out of hand then maybe, just maybe...our "Specialist" will have to interfere."Hotaru was slightly disturbed, he knew about the Decolor's Specialist and even when he hated to be an agent he was in his best behavior to stop any chances of meeting with her."You mean...Neena" Hotaru said, almost choking. "Right?""Of course! But let's stop talking about depressing stuff and let's enjoy the night." The blond girl said.

[Captain Arrowguns 466]

Clara

"Not a problem." Clara said to her boss, and walked over to Chi, "Why hello there chi, it's a pleasure to meet you." she said warmly to Chi as she opened her medical bag and pulled out some instruments for a basic check-up, "Do you feel strange in any way?"

[Guest DEADACCOUNT2333]

Chi looked at the woman. "Copy?" He showed his keyblade to her. He seemed to not be joking.

[KHLegendIII 709]

Dawn folds her arms, as she thinks about what Rho asked of her. She is still very excited deep down. She looks on at Rho with a smile on her face. "Sea-Salt Ice Cream please." Said Dawn, talking to Rho with a cheerful tone in her voice. Meanwhile, Gaia is seen in Hollow Bastion, walking in the plaza, thinking about his duties as a member of the Decolor. Suddenly, Hexatron appears behind Gaia, smirking sadistically. "Hello, Gaia, did you get rid of some Keyblade Wielders today, hmm?" Asked Hexatron, asking Gaia a question. Gaia looks at Hexatron with a glare on his face. "I don't have time for your antics, Hexatron, I'm just heading to Master Alexi to ask about my next mission..." Said Gaia, talking to Hexatron.

[Silvia Kuroi 1,480]

Ryonne stood in an alley with Varron. The attack had been stopped a while ago, and the town was calming down gradually, but it would be stupid to let his guard down so easily. Ryonne turned back to his partner, and took a deep breath. The swordsman sheathed his blade once again. "Varron, do you want to retreat back to HQ, or stay here a while longer to survey the area?" Ryonne proposed two possible plans to Varron. While he might not like the other man, he could still be civil.

 

Varron:

Varron sighed as he glanced away. "Let's just return to the base. After this crap, it's best that we do."

Out of the two propositions, the latter seemed the worst. He wanted no more of this town. He could already tell it was the magnet for so many unwanted psychopaths--so returning to the HQ was probably the best for his own sanity.

 

Silver:

Everything had gone quiet....

At least the town was semi-relaxing now. Silver returned to walking about the town, noting just how much damage had been done to the town and buildings. The people who had assembled here....were surely powerful. Terrifyingly so. Even Silver, for all of his magical power, doubted he could stand against them...

"Alright.." He murmured, "Anybody left..?"

Edited May 17, 2014 by Silver Kuroi

[Arya Stark 1,337]

Neena stepped into the bar. "Was that my name I heard?" She asked, stepping up to the bar and leaning against the bar. The tender didn't even have to ask. He knew what she wanted. Regrettably, Neena had had to end Derik. He was becoming haughty, and just a general nuisance. And after how the mission in Twilight Town went, she doubted Alexi would mind. Having such a nasty guy around wasn't preferable to begin with, and botching such a pivotal assignment... Well, after he tried to yell at her in his forge, Neena knew what choice she had to make. Neena focused her mind on the present, grasping the glass of cider that had just been slid to her. She sipped it, keeping her eyes upon some of the agents that were at the bar. "I sure hope it wasn't. Rumors don't tend to end well for anybody involved here in the Decolor." Neena continued the sentence she had started when she had walked into the bar.

~~~~~~~

Quint sat at a Waffle House table, pretending to be absorbed in his bacon. In reality, he was keeping an eye on the Master Zion and her keyblader escort. He didn't need a mission to know that those two needed to be watched. He cut his waffle into perfectly square pieces, keeping one eye on the couple. He tried to think about whether Alexi would want them recruited or assassinated. Neena's answer would be obvious, but taking orders from Neena in this case may result in the wrong choice.

~~~~~~~

Mali sat in her throne, a bored expression on her face. The Darkness loomed above her, waiting for an order. Oh, how Mali would love to give it one. But for now, she needed her faction to lay low. Her assault on Twilight Town had failed because that overpowered god of a man had intervened, and caused too much chaos. Fortunately for her though, the Light had definitely taken losses in the battle. Of course, her entire force had been diminished by a lot, but a one-for-one trade wasn't so terrible. Mali brushed a hair out of her eyes, and held out her hand. In her palm, an orb of darkness spun, showing off the various events around the worlds. She looked for any place that could be important, any people she could exploit. Her eyes stayed on Hollow Bastion for a moment. Two mercenaries. Excellent strength. Yes, these two would be prime targets for exploitation.

~~~~~~

Ryonne nodded. "Makes sense." He muttered. The swordsman dug out a portal coin, and flicked it onto the ground. A portal coin was a small, expensive piece of technology that allowed someone the same power of dark corridors or light portals. Ryonne had gotten his many years ago, and also given one to another person. It was meant to signify that they would always be able to find each other. Unfortunately, he had lost contact with that person a while ago. Just before he had joined the Decolor. Ryonne focused on the destination, and the portal coin spawned a portal to the lounge area of HQ. Ryonne stepped through with Varron, and then knelt down, and picked up the coin. He pocketed it, and glanced to Varron. "I'm going to call in to Alexi. See if he has anything to say." Ryonne said gruffly, before walking away. He pulled out another phone device, and switched it on. He texted Alexi quickly:

Mission complete. Will give a full report upon your return. Any other jobs for me and V?

Ryonne pocketed the device again, and unsheathed his blade. It needed some cleaning. Ryonne started walking towards his room to grab his rag.

~~~~~~~

"Don't ask such stupid questions." The sound of a teenage girl rang through the streets and plazas of Twilight Town. Severa bent down, and picked up her portal coin. It had been a gift from a friend many years ago. She hated him now. Severa looked at Silver. "If the entire town was dead, there would be a lot more fire, and a lot less buildings. Trust me, the Dark don't slack off on the pyrotechnics." Severa's voice rang true, but her tone was full of attitude and disapproval. She looked at the man with disdain. "Are you a survivor of this battle, or what?"

Edited May 17, 2014 by Yuffie Kisaragi

[Reyn 1,755]

{Port Royal}Port Royal, the only officially neutral world, was suppose to be around for the few times the Light faction and Dark faction wanted to talk to each other. It has since become a haven for people who want to live away for the war and for various criminal organizations. Smuggling was Port Royal's primary export.Brandon landed in a dock area, where ships were constantly being loaded and unloaded. A few workers and pilots watched Brandon, but no one made a move towards him or spoke to him.

Brandon looked around the area and didn't see anything out of the ordinary. Damn, it doesn't look like there's anything out of the ordinary so far. And i was actually looking forward to some action. Maybe those guys over there with the boxes know something. He walked over to them.

 

"Yo. So, you guys see anything out of the ordinary here lately? I got contacted to come to this world, and i'm not leaving til i get satisfied and finish my mission."

[Javelin434 3,164]

Zion didn't get off Snider's back.

"Onward! TO WAFFLE HEAVEN!"

 

~~~~~~~

Quint sat at a Waffle House table, pretending to be absorbed in his bacon. In reality, he was keeping an eye on the Master Zion and her keyblader escort. He didn't need a mission to know that those two needed to be watched. He cut his waffle into perfectly square pieces, keeping one eye on the couple. He tried to think about whether Alexi would want them recruited or assassinated. Neena's answer would be obvious, but taking orders from Neena in this case may result in the wrong choice.

~~~~~~~

[Twilight Town, Tram Commons: Waffle house! ]

 

Stepping through the front doors of the unscathed waffle-house, Commander Snider was greeted with a lively setting as the guests and staff were busy with their own lives, as if they were completely oblivious to the battle that happened not too long ago. Feeling like the odd man out because of him being the only male with an officer uniform and having a piggybacking girl on him, Snider retained his cool and most of his dignity as he interacted with the staff, then ordered his food. For the love of Kupo, please don't let there be soldiers in this place. The last thing I need are a bunch of my own calling this a date and spreading the rumors. Please... Please... Please...

 

Scared of the idea, Snider looked around the restaurant from his booth seat. Satisfied that he recognized no one, the commander breathed a sigh of relief and quietly eyed Zion, unsure what to say to the newly reawakened glass statue. "So uh..." he started, trying to initiate a conversation and wanting a partial debriefing, "You caused one heck of a mess for us. What happened out there? Most of us know your name, so would you mind telling me what you are and why you decided to not be a statue anymore? And on a personal note, what kind of logic do you have to associate me with waffles?"

Edited May 17, 2014 by Javelin434

[Dave 5,715]

{Thet: Twilight Town; Market Street}"True." Thet said with a sigh.On the inside, Thet was rather pleased by Le Chef's answer. He could be just what Alexi was looking for."Don't you think it would just be simpler if the wielders weren't in charge everywhere?" She asked, wistfully. 

 

Now, that was a question loaded with a little more than just paprika, and Le Chef had to raise an eyebrow at it. "A bold question, madam, and one that isn't asked lightly, I trust? But alas, what can I do but answer honestly? I do not care for the keyblader in control, no." It wasn't so bad when he was young, and the wars they were causing gave him ample opportunity to loot, but in his old age, he found that it was no bad thing to be the one cook in the kitchen. "But one wonders, madam. In a city where the Queen is believed to be visiting, one must be both very brave and have more than a few trumps up one's sleeve to be asking such a question. Do I guess correctly?"

[Saber Lily 1,543]

[Twilight Town, Tram Commons: Waffle house! ]

 

Stepping through the front doors of the unscathed waffle-house, Commander Snider was greeted with a lively setting as the guests and staff were busy with their own lives, as if they were completely oblivious to the battle that happened not too long ago. Feeling like the odd man out because of him being the only male with an officer uniform and having a piggybacking girl on him, Snider retained his cool and most of his dignity as he interacted with the staff, then ordered his food. For the love of Kupo, please don't let there be soldiers in this place. The last thing I need are a bunch of my own calling this a date and spreading the rumors. Please... Please... Please...

 

Scared of the idea, Snider looked around the restaurant from his booth seat. Satisfied that he recognized no one, the commander breathed a sigh of relief and quietly eyed Zion, unsure what to say to the newly reawakened glass statue. "So uh..." he started, trying to initiate a conversation and wanting a partial debriefing, "You caused one heck of a mess for us. What happened out there? Most of us know your name, so would you mind telling me what you are and why you decided to not be a statue anymore? And on a personal note, what kind of logic do you have to associate me with waffles?"

Zion giggled at Snider's uncomfortableness. Letting him eat and relax, she leaned forward.

"I didn't decide not to. I just am. Don't know why...but...I swore I heard Ori..." She frowned. "I'm a Keyblade Master, for one. Born here, in fact. I'm as human as you. My wings are made from energy, but during encounters with mages and finally a goddess, my wings are as real as can be. Though they left me with the ability to flash them off and not worry about getting syrup, peanut butter, or cum on them." She leaned back. "And my logic? I had a friend named Cody. He protected Kairi. She called him Waffles, and well...You remind me of him, to a degree. Plus it's hilarious calling people breakfast food. Seriously, I think Luna once called me...Not sausage...BACON! She called me bacon. Hence me calling You, Hash Browns." She took a bite of hash browns. "Any questions?"

[rikunobodyxiii 700]

{Cron: Home; Canteen}

Cron grinned at Neena.

"Only saying good things, boss lady." She replied.

She grabbed a random bottle from behind the bar and poured it into a cup. She then sipped it, then made a face.

"You think we'll get a lot of back lash from the mission?" She asked as she poured out her glass in a small sink behind the bar.

 

{Alexi: Agrabah; Oasis}

Alexi's whole body seemed to twitch as he began to move as reaction to Chi showing Clara his blade, but stopped himself in a split second. Chi didn't seem to be threatening.

"He hasn't spoke more then one word sentences." He told Clara. "I'm worried about his mental facilities."

He felt a buzz in his pouch from a text. He gave Clara an apologetic look and a finger to indicate he would only be a second. He pulled out his phone and checked the message. After a moment, he typed a reply to Ryonne:

Nothing now, but stay on stand by. I may have something for you soon.

Alexi put the phone away, then something clicked. He looked back at Chi and his Keyblade. Was that why he was repeating that word?

"Its a copy?" He asked Chi.

 

{Rho: Twilight Town; Beach}

Rho nodded to Dawn, then gave the shop owner a smile.

"If I could get one sea salt ice cream and one orange creamsicle." He ordered.

The burly man behind the counter nodded, then turned his back. Rho looked back at Dawn and gave her a sheepish grin. He felt stupid for doing this, but maybe it was a good stupid. A clearing of a throat reminded Rho he still had things to do. He turned back to the shop keep, put the correct change for the ice cream and took the two ice creams. He offered the sea salt ice cream to Dawn, his grin still in place.

 

{Port Royal}

The people Brandon spoke to gave him blank looks before dispersing, heading out in different directions. Brandon could hear a laugh from behind him.

"Normal took a long walk off a short peer a long time ago." A voice said from a patch of deep shadow.

Stepping out of the shadow was a man wearing a cowboy hat and a duster.

"You'd get better results asking if they saw something normal."

 

{Thet: Twilight Town; Market Street}

Thet's facade of innocent fan stayed in place for a few moments after Le Chef's guess, but it slipped away, revealing Thet's more normal confident, business demeanor.

"An interesting observation, Monsieur." She said in an even tone. "But before I can answer you, I would like to have a question of my own answered. What if I did have a few trump cards? What then?"

[Reyn 1,755]

{Port Royal}The people Brandon spoke to gave him blank looks before dispersing, heading out in different directions. Brandon could hear a laugh from behind him."Normal took a long walk off a short peer a long time ago." A voice said from a patch of deep shadow.Stepping out of the shadow was a man wearing a cowboy hat and a duster."You'd get better results asking if they saw something normal." 

Brandon looked behind to see the man in the cowboy hat. "Heh, well, that sucks then. I don't suppose you know about anything abnormal either. What's your name anyway?"

[Elrandir 783]

{Lunaris and Hotaru}"Was that my name I heard? I sure hope it wasn't. Rumors don't tend to end well for anybody involved here in the Decolor." A voice said.Hotaru felt a chill running down his spine once the infamous Specialist appeared in the Canteen."Only saying good things, boss lady. You think we'll get a lot of back lash from the mission?" Cron replied.Lunaris was drinking another glass of whatever drink she poured and looking at Hotaru at the same time."Seems nervous." She thought to herself. "Boss lady can't find out about him being a Wielder or he'll die on the spot."Once the Sniper girl finished her drink she moved close to her partner."Lighten up! This is a party after all!" She said while giving him a wink. "Can't have you being all grumpy, right?"The young Wielder noticed Lunaris' attempt to change his mood and nodded in agreement."Oh...sure, sorry about that." He replied and smiled. "I was just a little tired for the last mission."The blond girl nodded and smiled proudly because she managed to save her Master."So~ What do you think about Derik, boss lady?" Lunaris asked Neena. "Do you think it is worth it to have him on the Decolor after the mistake he made on today's assignment?"

[Javelin434 3,164]

Zion giggled at Snider's uncomfortableness. Letting him eat and relax, she leaned forward."I didn't decide not to. I just am. Don't know why...but...I swore I heard Ori..." She frowned. "I'm a Keyblade Master, for one. Born here, in fact. I'm as human as you. My wings are made from energy, but during encounters with mages and finally a goddess, my wings are as real as can be. Though they left me with the ability to flash them off and not worry about getting syrup, peanut butter, or cum on them." She leaned back. "And my logic? I had a friend named Cody. He protected Kairi. She called him Waffles, and well...You remind me of him, to a degree. Plus it's hilarious calling people breakfast food. Seriously, I think Luna once called me...Not sausage...BACON! She called me bacon. Hence me calling You, Hash Browns." She took a bite of hash browns. "Any questions?"

Commander Snider blushed slightly as Zion giggled at him, but decided to shake it off as his order of food arrived at the table: A golden waffle topped with so much whipped cream that it looked like a miniature mountain and other sugary toppings on it that when combined would probably create a new, advanced form of diabetes so horrendously sweet that not even magic could cure him. Holy... This is what waffles were like back then?! Why didn't I know about this when I was a kid?!?! "I didn't decide not to," Zion started, "I just am. Don't know why...but...I swore I heard Ori..." Snider gently nodded at the girl, now understanding that she didn't deliberately tried to start trouble for everyone in town. As she continued, he reached for his glass of iced apple juice and started drinking. "I'm a Keyblade Master, for one. Born here, in fact. I'm as human as you. My wings are made from energy, but during encounters with mages and finally a goddess, my wings are as real as can be. Though they left me with the ability to flash them off and not worry about getting syrup, peanut butter, or cum on them."The last bit made the composed commander immediately turn his head to the side as he spat out his drink, laughing as he wiped his lips with his hand. "I... I can't believe you would just tell me that." he said between giggles while covering his face and blushing profusely, "well... I uh... thank you for your honesty. You'll have to forgive me if I can't look at you the same way again, miss." "And my logic? I had a friend named Cody. He protected Kairi. She called him Waffles, and well...You remind me of him, to a degree. Plus it's hilarious calling people breakfast food. Seriously, I think Luna once called me...Not sausage...BACON! She called me bacon. Hence me calling You, Hash Browns." As she took a bite out of said food item, the commander flinched a little as he interpreted the satisfying crunch of the perfectly cook breakfast item he has now been named after to be a very, very thin veil of a threat. " I uh... Well that's um..." Promptly trying not to make a fool out of himself, Snider cleared his throat, then his mind before regaining his composure. "Well that's rather... unfortunate for the guy. But Princess Kairi? She was alive almost 200 years ago. Then that makes you... pretty old." A smile formed on his face as he took the last few bites of his waffle. "But I guess calling you grandma is a bad idea.""Any questions?""Several, actually. What are your plans now that you're... back, so to speak? Oh, and the queen mentioned a 'Decolor'. Know anything about that?" Edited May 18, 2014 by Javelin434

[KHLegendIII 709]

Dawn smiles at Rho as she takes the bar of Sea-Salt Ice Cream, and starts to eat it, by licking it, and savors it's taste. She is enjoying the taste of her icy treat. She looks on a Rho with the same smile on her face. "Thank you. It tastes great." Said Dawn, talking to Rho with a cheerful tone in her voice. Hexatron looks on at Gaia with a mocking look on his face, as he moves his hands around crazily. "Oh, blah, blah, that! Whatever, you're such a killer, Gaia. I'm still kinda annoyed that Alexi made your Rank in the Decolor higher than mine... That's just NOT good in my view..." Said Hexatron, talking to Gaia. 

[Captain Arrowguns 466]

Clara

"I see..." Clara said to Alexi as she preformed the check up on Chi. Him showing her his keyblade surprised her, but fortunately for him she didn't share the same hatred for keybladers that many of her comrades shared. After a few minutes of checking Chi's heart rate, reflexes, etc, Clara put all of her tools back in her bag. "Thank you for your cooperation, Chi." she said kindly, and walked over to Alexi, "Physically, he's in excellent condition. As for his mental state, I have two theories. One is that he's been in stasis down in the lab for a really long time, and it's just taking a while for him to pull his thoughts together. The other is that, considering you found him in an old lab in Hollow Bastion, he's some sort of experiment, probably a clone of some sort. If that's the case, he may have never woken up before, which explains his toddler-like behavior. Either way, he'll probably get better with time... probably." she said.

 

Braxen and Penny

"Well, today's been fun." Braxen said once they'd finished their patrol. "So what now? Wanna get a bite at the waffle house?"

 

"What is it with you and waffles? We had those for breakfast. How about we head to Port Royal? There's always something fun going on there. Who knows, we might even come across a good bar fight." Penny said, knowing that was enough to convince her thrill-loving partner.

 

"All right, sure. Let's go." Braxen said, and the both of them summoned their keyblades and walked through portals of light to Port Royal.

Edited May 18, 2014 by Captain Arrowguns

[Saber Lily 1,543]

Commander Snider blushed slightly as Zion giggled at him, but decided to shake it off as his order of food arrived at the table: A golden waffle topped with so much whipped cream that it looked like a miniature mountain and other sugary toppings on it that when combined would probably create a new, advanced form of diabetes so horrendously sweet that not even magic could cure him. Holy... This is what waffles were like back then?! Why didn't I know about this when I was a kid?!?! "I didn't decide not to," Zion started, "I just am. Don't know why...but...I swore I heard Ori..." Snider gently nodded at the girl, now understanding that she didn't deliberately tried to start trouble for everyone in town. As she continued, he reached for his glass of iced apple juice and started drinking. "I'm a Keyblade Master, for one. Born here, in fact. I'm as human as you. My wings are made from energy, but during encounters with mages and finally a goddess, my wings are as real as can be. Though they left me with the ability to flash them off and not worry about getting syrup, peanut butter, or cum on them."The last bit made the composed commander immediately turn his head to the side as he spat out his drink, laughing as he wiped his lips with his hand. "I... I can't believe you would just tell me that." he said between giggles while covering his face and blushing profusely, "well... I uh... thank you for your honesty. You'll have to forgive me if I can't look at you the same way again, miss." "And my logic? I had a friend named Cody. He protected Kairi. She called him Waffles, and well...You remind me of him, to a degree. Plus it's hilarious calling people breakfast food. Seriously, I think Luna once called me...Not sausage...BACON! She called me bacon. Hence me calling You, Hash Browns." As she took a bite out of said food item, the commander flinched a little as he interpreted the satisfying crunch of the perfectly cook breakfast item he has now been named after to be a very, very thin veil of a threat. " I uh... Well that's um..." Promptly trying not to make a fool out of himself, Snider cleared his throat, then his mind before regaining his composure. "Well that's rather... unfortunate for the guy. But Princess Kairi? She was alive almost 200 years ago. Then that makes you... pretty old." A smile formed on his face as he took the last few bites of his waffle. "But I guess calling you grandma is a bad idea.""Any questions?""Several, actually. What are your plans now that you're... back, so to speak? Oh, and the queen mentioned a 'Decolor'. Know anything about that?"

"Find Luna, kiss her, and ask her to not leave me alone is my priority. Second is ensuring the bastards who attacked my home burn in the righteous holy fires of dawn." She ate more food. "And no. Decolor....it's new." She sighed. "So...What now? After eating...Oh right! You're taking me home. I need to see my estate, and see if they touched my room." She paused. "Oh, and I'm not shy about myself, really. Seriously, ask Luna. I've kissed her in public and walked around in a tri-kini a lot"

[rikunobodyxiii 700]

{Port Royal}

The man laughed again.

"Son, you hard of hearin'?" He asked as he leaned back on a stack of boxes behind him. "Normal is relative here. A normal day here has the chance to see a thing of myth waltzing down the street. Maybe if you asked a more specific question, I might be able to give you an answer you want."

Chuckling one more time, the man tipped his hat to Brandon.

"My name's Jethro Columbus, but my friends call me JayCee."

 

{Rho: Twilight Town; Beach}

Rho started in on his ice cream like Dawn did at the beginning, but when it came to food in general, he was not patient in eating it. Soon he was taking big bites out of his ice cream.

"You're welcome." He replayed to Dawn after he had swallowed the ice cream in his mouth.

He watched Dawn's sea salt ice cream for a moment.

"I must admit, I've never understood sea salt ice cream. I mean, sweet and salty together?"

 

{Alexi: Agrabah; Oasis}

Alexi nodded to Clara's diagnosis.

"I was just considering the replica angle." He admitted. "It might also explain his blade."

Scratching his chin, Alexi considered the idea that Chi was a replica. From what he knew, and he knew a lot, there hadn't been a replica program for a decade or so, not since a replica of a dark warlord tried to defect to the Light. But from the state of the lab, Chi could have been made before that. Or, someone was trying a revival.

"Anyway to tell for certain if he's a clone?" He asked Clara. "And if he is, anyway we can get him up to speed without basically raising him like a kid?"

[Reyn 1,755]

{Port Royal}The man laughed again."Son, you hard of hearin'?" He asked as he leaned back on a stack of boxes behind him. "Normal is relative here. A normal day here has the chance to see a thing of myth waltzing down the street. Maybe if you asked a more specific question, I might be able to give you an answer you want."Chuckling one more time, the man tipped his hat to Brandon."My name's Jethro Columbus, but my friends call me JayCee." 

Brandon quickly thought about what the man said, and pondered what he should ask. "Ok then, JayCee.....Have the light and dark factions gathered to talk about anything recently? Do you know of when they might gather together again?"

[KHLegendIII 709]

Dawn smiles at Rho, as she takes a bite of her ice cream. She is still savoring it's taste and flavor. She is still happy to be at the beach and seeing the ocean. She looks on at Rho happily as she continues to lick her ice cream. "The taste of salt and sweet for some reason always makes me feel content with the way life has been going for me." Said Dawn, talking to Rho with a cheerful tone in her voice.

[Dave 5,715]

{Thet: Twilight Town; Market Street}Thet's facade of innocent fan stayed in place for a few moments after Le Chef's guess, but it slipped away, revealing Thet's more normal confident, business demeanor."An interesting observation, Monsieur." She said in an even tone. "But before I can answer you, I would like to have a question of my own answered. What if I did have a few trump cards? What then?"

 

Pleased at having guessed correctly, Le Chef placed his hands behind his back and bobbed back and forth slightly on the balls of his heels. "What it would mean, mademoiselle, is that a few more pieces would be added into this most perplexing of puzzles that has pursued Le Chef since his attempt to find the way to chop onions without shedding tears. I have already said, have I not, that the wielders of Darkness who fell today likely met their fate at the hands of those who are unable to wield the keyblade, yes? But is this the work of completely random assault from the mere masses? Should this be the case, they would be lynched publicly to dissuade further action, and we should have heard of it by now. But we have heard no such thing, and from this, I can only assume they got away, and this insinuates a great deal of organization and planning. To strike and fade into the shadows? This is not the work of a rabble. An angry mob seeks to make noise, to march with torches and pitchforks and have their voices heard, not to dart away and hope no one saw them. And yet this is what has happened.

 

"It also so happens," he said, raising a finger in annunciation, "that I had the great fortune of being bumped into this morning by a large man fleeing from the explosions in the street. Fortunate for him, perhaps not, for upon following the shady gentleman, I so happened to discover that he met his end in an alley, of all places, where a young gentleman had seen fit to fill him with more holes than a slice of swiss cheese. And this young man, does he stay to steal said keyblade? Does he loot the man's pockets? No! He immediately disappears from the scene! So, it is no robbery, then, but a deliberate assassination of a known keyblade wielder.

 

"Which brings us back, madam, to your question: 'Should you be holding trump cards, what then?' What it would mean, I think, is that your question about 'whether or not keybladers should be in charge' now has a very definite meaning. It means that these cards you hold, they are being used in a very clever game. And madam is not the only player: our youthful assassin, the dead fellow in the alley, and, I do not doubt, even more are playing."

 

Twirling his mustache, he now gave a polite bow to Thet. "And now, all Le Chef asks of you... is that he be dealt in."

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"Unless we can find the original of records of his creation, no." Clara said to Alexi, "As for getting him back to speed, if he is indeed a clone, it shouldn't take too long. From what I've read about them, they tended to pick up things quickly at first, that way they could be made use of as soon as possible." She then turned towards the mysterious keyblade wielder, "So, will we be keeping him" she asked her leader.

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"Find Luna, kiss her, and ask her to not leave me alone is my priority. Second is ensuring the bastards who attacked my home burn in the righteous holy fires of dawn." She ate more food. "And no. Decolor....it's new." She sighed. "So...What now? After eating...Oh right! You're taking me home. I need to see my estate, and see if they touched my room." She paused. "Oh, and I'm not shy about myself, really. Seriously, ask Luna. I've kissed her in public and walked around in a tri-kini a lot"

Snider respectfully remained silent as Zion went on about her other companions. "Find Luna, kiss her, and ask her to not leave me alone is my priority. Second is ensuring the bastards who attacked my home burn in the righteous holy fires of dawn." The commander nodded as he took another sip of apple juice, then frowned as he quietly spoke to the living statue.  "I hate to ask, miss, but are you sure they're still around? Remember that it's been 200 years. Keybladers may be special, but time will get even the best of us."

 

"And no. Decolor....it's new. So...What now? After eating...Oh right! You're taking me home. I need to see my estate, and see if they touched my room." Once again, the commander decided to remain silent as Zion continued. "Oh, and I'm not shy about myself, really. Seriously, ask Luna. I've kissed her in public and walked around in a tri-kini a lot." He looked at the girl up and down, then nodded in obvious approval as he picked up the check and paid for the bill. "So... If you're nice and full, I suppose we could go stop by your estate, and then head out to get you uh... more proper clothes."

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{Port Royal}

JayCee shrugged.

"Can't say if anything official happened recently happened between the two, but I'm sure there have been some...under the table meetings." He said. "To discuss their cut and trading info and all."

He looked Brandon up and down.

"Let's see. I'm betting Dark side for you, though maybe one of the nice ones."

JayCee grinned.

"Which begs the question why you're interested in the goings on of a cesspool like this?"

 

{Rho: Twilight Town; Beach}

Rho chuckled.

"Well, can't argue with those kind of results." He admitted.

Taking another bite out of his ice cream, Rho looked out at the ocean. This was...nice. Maybe he should work it out with Alexi or maybe Neena to get some time off. Maybe...meet up with Dawn.

"So," he began, searching for something to say. "What do you want to do now?"

 

{Thet: Twilight Town; Market Street}

Thet's face remained blank during Le Chef's reasoning. After he was done, she nodded.

"Well put together." She complimented. "I'm glad to see your brilliance is not limited to your culinary talents."

Her eyes took on a more serious look.

"You do, of course, realize that being dealt in to a game such as that could be terminal. And there will be limited ways to get out."

The Ulthor Team Leader glanced around her, looking thoughtful.

"I would consider those factors as you head to Sunset Terrace." She told Le Chef, looking back at him. "There is a small apartment there on Sunset Hill. If you find yourself still interested when you get there, we can continue this fascinating discussion there."

She turned away, but turned back.

"And I would suggest using the Underground Concourse to get to Sunset Tarrace. The Train Station will be a little regulated for a while."

With that final piece of advice, Thet disappeared into the crowd.

 

{Alexi: Agrabah; Oasis}

Alexi nodded his understanding to Clara's explanation about Clones.

"Might." He answered the medical officer. "Replica or not, I want to figure out why he was down there first. Either way, I'll make sure he ends up someplace safe."

"Maybe more for other's safety then his." The Grey Monk thought grimly.