Exodus II (come join)

[MemoryOathkeeper]

Reyxel shrugged and rose his face towards the sky, allowing the rain to fall on his face. Reyxel closed his eyes then inhaled deeply and exhaled slowly. "I think I'll stay here," Reyxel replied in a dull tone.

Reyxel wearily stood up, pulling his hood over his head and said in a barely audible tone, "Havoc wreaks where ever I go. Don't want to bring misfortune upon you guys."

Reyxel gave a slight bow and clung his weapons onto his belt. "The torment's over for now," he thought. Reyxel quietly climbed up the stairs and made his way towards Second District.

[[Flashback]]

"You haven't been listening to me for some time now, Reyxel." the man barked as he rotated his arms, "Why?" Reyxel cautiously unsheathed his Bastard Sword and dared not take an eye off him. The man sidestepped and Reyxel quickly brought out his Bastard Sword, which made the man smirk. "Seems you're all warmed up, eh?" The man laughed hoarsly then positioned himself, "Ready?"

 

[Stavvy]

(Found it!!!????!!!!)

OLD:Name:Stavros

Age: unknown but appears to be around 17

Gender: male

Weapon: Duel-wielding two huge swords with ancient encryptions carved in each.

Appearance: Wears a black cloak (much like the organization’s) and most of the time has the hood up. When he doesn’t he has Blonde hair and icy, cold, piercing, blue eyes.



NEW: Name: Stavros

Age: Undetermined appears to be around 19 even though is the times don't match up

Weapon: Two large swords with acient encryptions ingraved into them, can call upon the elements and combine with his swords. Can use the Power of darknes and a little bit of light.

Bio: Stavros was a mercinary atleast untill he met Jailtin then he aventaully met the others. He grew up in Castle Oblivian. He ran away at around the age of 9. The last time anyone ever saw him was in the dark realm around the Exodus. He mysterously dissapeared and has been fighting with himself for a while now.He has been traped in a strange realm for a long time. He recently escaped and found himself in Traverse Town.

Appearence: Wears a black cloak, much like the organization's. He most of the time has his hood up but when it's down he has blonde hair and a scar going up from his right cheak to his left eye. He has Icy, pale blue eyes. He is about 6'7".

Personality: He oftan misses his friends but he has started to accept the fact that they are gone. He is cheerful when he meets his friends, sometimes goofy. He can be serious when the time calls to be.

( Finally I'm in!!!!!)

 

[Naiyo]

Naiyo fallowed him as quickly as she could, but that wasnt too fast considering the state she was in. "Please wait." she said softly, the rain falling harder then ever. "If you are trying to blame yourself fot this, dont." she said. "I know somethimes, it seems like, its always your fault, but its not. It is no ones fault for what is going on now." she said taking a breath, making sure that she had caught up enough. "It may seem hard now, but fighting these things is the only way to break this feeling you have, once you do...you will be free and there is nothing better in the world then that." she said with a smile, the rain still pooring hard. "Im sorry, I didnt mean to preach or try and shove anything down your throut, its your life but if you change your mind we will be here till morning." She said turning around and weaving back and forth as she walked, falling over into a pudle after only making it two or three steps.
After a moment a heartless or two apeared around her and quickly jumped onto her, her face lying on the ground. They began clawing at her back, quickly destroying the back of her dirty wet dress and diging into the skin.

((you ish so tall Starvros! jeez I didnt realise that! O_O; and I was worried about Naiyo looking too big. I gave her a couple inches and the fregin 30 pounds she needed to stop looking like a twig.....))

 

[Naiyo]

((*sobs* I g2g for a while....I wana rp damn it >__>;; anyway, gota go do house work and homework and play some KH2 =3 btw, forgot to ask. what time zone are you all in, that way i can try and get on when you are. Im on the west side of the states so yah. pacific or whatever time zone. so just tell me what time you get on and your time zone (or where you live, I can figure it out from that too. You can ask all the people I RP with...like a fregin human time zone machine. thanks))

 

[MemoryOathkeeper]

((I'm in PST. :]))

Reyxel's eyes widened as the Heartless leapt at Naiyo and brought her down. He hastily drew his Tsurugi and cleared the Shadow from Naiyo's back. He kneeled to her side and inspected the damage done by the Shadows and muttered a curse.

"Crap..." Reyxel mumbled the spells behind his tongue and clearly stated out, "Cura." The cut rapidly healed, then the only residue of the damage was the torn and blood-stained clothing.

After it was over, Reyxel leisurely propped down against the wall and closed his eyes. From a distance, another group of lethargic Shadows lurked towards them. Underneath the pouring rain, the crackling sound of ice echoed through the alleyway as the Shadows froze in their place. Reyxel brought his hand down and wearily stood up to take off his trenchcoat. Reyxel uneasily wrapped Naiyo in his trenchcoat and called out for help.

((There you go. :3))

 

[Naiyo]

((ooki doki =3))

 

[Naiyo]

Naiyos body trembled as the rain began to fall. The tempriture getting cold enough to wear you could almost see your breath.
Naiyos breathing was un-eaven and as she would breathe out you could hear a strange deep voice seeming to chant jiberish, but it was very soft and nearly imposible to hear in the rain.
As a group of heartless jumped to attack them they simply bounced off with a white orb apearing around them for a moment, the heartless confused continued to attack until they became unintrested in their un touchable pray.
The rain easily came throu this "barrier" thou, making it even colder then before as night took over the sky.

 

[MemoryOathkeeper]

Reyxel shivered as he surveyed the area, amused by the Shadows walking away. Reyxel glimpsed at Naiyo and felt relieved that she was conscious once again.

"Cold, isn't it?" Reyxel thought of the words to say, but changed the subject. Reyxel sighed and grunted as pain jolted through his left arm. "We should get some shelter, we might freeze to death." Reyxel waited for an answer while he flexed his arms and tried to shake off the pain.

 

[Naiyo]

"yah." She said softly, barley remaining awake. "Listen, you go....and I will catch up with you." she said handing him his trench. "You go, and find a warm place, and I will meet you there." she said with a soft smile, her body shivering like mad, she was only wearing a thin silk dress that was already so wet that she would probably be better off with out it, and was obviously very tired. "Will you reconsider thou?" she asked with a sad look in her deep green eyes. "I hope you decide to come with us." she said holding onto her sides.
The tempriture was now droping at an iregular rate, and only in the second district.
"The weather has goten crazy here hasnt it?" she asked with a sad, but hopefull grin.

 

[MemoryOathkeeper]

Reyxel grinned and replied, "If there are people that get into alot of trouble and need help such as you, then I might as well join." Reyxel gave a slight smile and then frowned again, "And no, I'm not going. Either you go with me, or we both freeze here." Reyxel beamed at Naiyo and leaned against the wall, trying hard not to shiver.

"C'mon Naiyo, it's getting really cold. You've experienced enough anxiety for today, please allow me to escort you to a nearby Hotel. I'll find my way from there and drop by tomorrow." He surveyed the area once more, "Where are these people though?" Reyxel took his trenchcoat and switched glances from the coat to Naiyo, "You should keep this for now."

 

[Naiyo]

She laughed lightly...well more of a chuckle. "They must already have a hotel room..." she said with a grin. "really thou, I will meet you at the hotel later." she said with an uneasy look. "Get the red room." she said with a grin. "Its the nicest, tell em Naiyo sent you." she said before turning, her back facing him. "I will be there in 5 minutes." she said turning her head back to look at him with a grin.

 

[MemoryOathkeeper]

Reyxel flushed in frustration and nodded, "Fine. But do put the trenchcoat on, please. You can get a stroke from this damn cold, raindrops literally feel like ice."

He glanced at Naiyo with fret and ducked his head, which resembled a bow, then took off towards the hotel. Feeling guilty, Reyxel turned around to see if she was still there but frowned as he saw only the rain thudding on the ground. He ran his hands through his hair and gave a deep lethargic sigh, "Man.."

 

[Darkness Princess]

OOC- Eh? What's going on now?!

Sinara sighed, she'd found the shelter and reserved the room but had turned back to get Naiyo and Reyxel who'd stayed behind only to see that Naiyo had gone and Reyxel running his hands through his hair in frustration.
"Reyxel lets get to the hotel, I know Naiyo she's one tough cookie, she'll meet us at the hotel okay?"Sinara stared at the rain, she was soaked yet she didnt feel the cold, she'd learnt to ignore feelings of discomfort when she was in the dark so much that she stopped feeling it.
"Lets go, you dont look okay."She tugged at his sleeve before letting go and waiting for him to follow, he seemed like the stubborn type but so was she and she wasnt leaving here without him.

 

[Puddle Jumper]

((I'm lost here .... I'm gonna make a short RP post and a long Flashback post then ... Gosh ...))

Alice looked at everyone, confused. Her memories concerning Eko kept her away from reality. She was surprised to see that she was still with everyone but still ...
'If it helps, I've got a room of my own in the hotel. It's got a few bunkbeds so you all can just go there and relax.'

'What exactly do you mean by: Living in a dream world?' Alice said to Eko. He sighed.
'Everybody is born wih a soul. And that soul will remain with that body until the body dies. Except, Alice, you are this bodies second soul. The problem was, this soul had no memories, no experiances ... nothing. Therefore, you have been given a life.' Alice was shocked to say the least. She wanted to cry, to scream, to panick. What in hell is going on here? 'Don't be afraid Alice. All you need to do, is stay away from the past of ... you.'
'Wh .. why?'
'Why did the former soul wanted to die? That is a question you must never find out!'

 

[Naiyo]

((ok summery, Reyxel went off and Naiyo fallowed him to a different part of the second district where she passed out and he helped her. Shes pretty much told him to leave her there despite the freezing cold and rain and the fact that she is pretty much half dead. ^^; sorry for the poor summery))

 

[MemoryOathkeeper]

((LOL. That makes me seem like the bad guy. =.,= I have forsaken Naiyo to die out in the rain- bum bum bum~ Well, Naiyo insisted in staying so I couldn't do anything... Only thing I can really do is give her my coat.))

 

[Thor.]

((Hello and sorry I didn't see this earlier but I am off the computer for a while and yes i know I broke the rules of age but I did on the first too so. . .))

Jailtin looked at Naiyo with sad eyes he had hoped that when he felt the familiar presence he hoped it would have been Sinara, no matter It would be nice to speak to her again, he dissappeared into darkness and appearedin front of naiyo and pulled of his hood.
"Naiyo"

Name: Jailtin Reeve
Age: 23
Weapon: A sythe Named "Mourning Glory"
Appearence: Platinum blonde hair, he is rather largley built, He wears a black cloak, and he never puts away his sythe.
Alignment: Darkness
Bio: He spends his sad days since the Exodus (Read the end if you care) looking for his lost love Sinara, he has a severe drinking problem, but he can never get his hands on alchohal so it's usually not a problem

 

[MemoryOathkeeper]

((You're from the Organization!! Oh, that makes it better. [: I'm a Nobody like you but not from the Organization, assuming you're from Org. XIII. I'm more like... an outcast of the Nobodies- a group of Rebels? I don't know.))

Reyxel wearily stood up from the chair that was placed in the main lobby. He stretched once and lethargically walked up to the door and peeked out.

"Five minutes huh." Reyxel thought as fret washed over him.

The rain was pounding hard, which made it sound as if miniscule rocks were being thrown at the glassed door. Losing patience, Reyxel inperceptibly opened the door then shut it again. He turned around and inspected the area to only find the clerk lazily scanning through a book. Reyxel ran his hands through his hair, then swung the door open and walked into the rain. As soon as he stepped onto the pavement, he had a hazy feeling swell up in him, not considering he was about to meet someone of his own kind. Reyxel promptly pulled the hood over his head, the trenchcoat he "borrowed" from the hotel, and made his way towards the flight of stairs.

 

[Stavvy]

(Hey, you probably already know but I'm in Central U.S. )
Stavros was ontop of the Gizmo shop. He had been watching Naiyo for a while now."It's time she should know that I'm back."He said to himself as he almost jumped off the roof, then a simular figure to himself appeared infront of her."Damn, another organization member?"He said to himself. He had had bad confrontations with the Organization XII, and he didn't want to have another one now. So he continued to watch the scene unfold.

 

[MemoryOathkeeper]

As the tinge felt greater within him, Reyxel surreptitiously roamed on the lower floor of the Second District. "Where is she?" Reyxel casted a glance over himself and shivered as the rain soaked through his boots.

Reyxel turned a corner and walked down the dark alleyway with his hands clutched onto the hilt of his Tsurugi. Failing to find anyone Reyxel turned to leave. But he stopped as he heard an abated whisper just beyond the second turn. Withouht second thought, Reyxel furtively snuck towards the area and peeked to where the voice was coming from. His eyes widened as he saw a dark figure tower over another with the similar dress, slightly torn from the back.