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Fanfiction ► Memories are [NOT] Resolute



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Jul 15, 2018
Memories of The Scarred
World: The Dorms; Training Field #3

There was some reluctance in coming out here, had to be at the ripe time of somewhere closer to six in the evening. Sae clasped his fist and he gave his head a pivot. A flash of red crossed his peripheral, and the shiny reflection of a helmet was in his line of sight. Try was here, upon request for training nonetheless. Saebyeolbe was something of an old-fashioned kind of over achiever regarding physical fitness, carrying weighted clothing to persist in his insane physical conditioning.

He had to train this hard. When he hit her at the beginning of the original training matches, he could tell he was severely lacking in terms of raw brute force. Kicking a building with a shoe is not the same as hitting it with a wrecking ball, and he wanted the force of a wrecking ball. Granted, it had been at least four months since that time, and Saebyeolbe was feeling a bit more confident.

"You ready for that rematch?" Sae clutched his fist, "We gotta do it right, you remember the chant right?"

"Something about coming a kingdom?"
Try paused, there was a visible "?" projecting on the visor of her helmet.

Sae released a sigh, it was Try...not the brightest at times, but a much different kind of specialist. You'd need only five minutes to figure out just what kind. "Thy Kingdom Come." Saebyeolbe uttered the incantation as his tattoo on his right shoulder illuminated, barring the combat taboo for thirty minutes.

"Thy Kingdom Come...weird." Try rolled to the side, you couldn't see where her tattoo was under the red leather, but there was a audio cue coming from her physical that indicated it worked. "You sure you're prepared for the beating you're about to receive? Last chance." She sighed, with a loose grip on her what appeared to be a glass and metal keyblade.

This was a sensation that was difficult for Sae to describe. You were within the jaws of a dragon with it's teeth placed firmly along the line of your neck and it could snap it in an instant. The treading along the grass as the pair circled, but only one, Try, was armed at the present. It should come as no surprise there was a general understanding of what the other could and couldn't do. They were fairly similar in terms of physical strength, durability, and even mobility if not slightly edging ahead in two out of three of those, she had them over him.

It wasn't something shameful, Sae naturally grows stronger the longer a battle goes on. Taking the natural momentum and using your strongest assertion was often the best strategy against him. His style was attrition, his resolve Induravitque, is in essence a form of absorbtion that absolutely requires him to take damage to do anything. No matter how intelligent Sae is, it's extremely rare that he will actively dodge a direct hit unless his sense of danger tells him it is extremely likely to deprive him of his second wind.

This was one of those times....she only had to bat a lash, and twirl, and broke the sound barrier. His ears picked it up, a sound of tunneling through his ears, as a monstrous wave of air pressure kicked up and ripped through the training field just past him, missing by nary a meter.

"The hell...looks like I missed. The reverb will get you though."

"The...what..." He froze for a second, and his ears flickered. "Shit...!" he turned, digging his heel in and raising a purged Alabaster to his hand. A booming gust of wind from a complete off angle collided with Alabaster and siphoned off around him. This wasn't nearly as strong as the original swing, but it was much easier to avoid on reaction when you could nail the timing of the reverb forming.

"Not even beasts i've wrestled can reset a move they threw out from literally anywhere on the map."

"If thats all you came to throw out-" Before she could finish speaking, he'd already vanished from sight.

The wind picked up and Sae had jumped with purpose, high before entering the free-fall state into a falcon-dive. Try didn't necessarily have to be quick as him, but durability...was an understatement. He landed a powerful vertical swing with his Alabaster connecting, creating a ripple of force in all direction as she dispersed it with her own parry. He wouldn't have believed it, if he didn't witness it first hand, she didn't budge and inch. This kind of overwhelming physical strength and shock absorption was nearly unrivaled.

"Well looks like that hit was no good."

There were two simultaneous hits afterward, "Hmm. Your reactions are definitely sharp, you must've had some extensive training."

"You club a few dudes and ya end up here. Not much else to say really. Jobs a job, but I'd rather not get into the past right now." she was certainly direct. "Seriously though, this can't be all you brought. You were hitting harder when we first squared off, something on your mind?"

She dropped stance, and used her free palm to catch him by the chest, slowly lowering him to the ground. It's difficult to determine someone's state using anything other than their tone of voice when their face is completely covered by a mask. He couldn't make any concrete guesses as he's never seen her face before. Her body language was definitely less of a concern when you got to the heart of it, she thought he was distracted. She guessed right, several thoughts circulated through him in terms of "how can I provide a stronger hit", "what is her pain threshold", and "what does she look like" was really at the top.

"Whatever it is. Stop. Worry only about the training, can't make it simpler." She shrugged, patting him on the back and took a step away to resume a defensive position.

Sae scratched his head, he let out a nervous laugh as the white of his teeth shone through.
"Yeah, your definitely right about that. Simple is best."

There didn't seem to be much that distracted her, it seemed to be raw talent at first glance...but that's kind of ignorant to assume when someone doesn't really talk much about themselves to confirm. Your left only to guess, ignorantly, but beyond that some truth held. Simple was best. Less thought, less distraction, total and complete focus...mostly. He could feel himself entering a different stage of the session as his breathing slowed the pace of his accelerating heart rate to release and increase at will. His resolve wasn't the reason he was a pest to deal with, it was his durability and adaptability the longer encounters persisted, he simply just "gets better" during the mid-fight.

Sae opted to move a bit slower this time as his body released two scars inflicted by the Dark Emperor's keyblade. His stance completely mimicked him and he tucked his arm under and rolled forward to to brandish a two-handed diagonal cut with power from his legs, core, and arms and put his last hit to shame. Try responded by using BOTH of her hands to parry this one and the shockwave wasn't so easily dispersed. The tattering of his red suit started getting ripped to absolute shreds and a billabong brushed in front of him.


"Finally your getting into it." She felt a sudden breeze, "Huh...well that was rude of you, what are gawking at huh!?"

That wasn't the sound of keyblade striking him, but her palm. It felt like a giant raised his hand and brought it down on him, his face didn't feel it, but his entire body in turn vibrated in place. There was a bright red hand print on his face, it was pretty reminiscent of something you'd see in a work of fiction. He rubbed his face, his mouth was bleeding actually from just how hard she hit him and her fist was shaking. If he didn't know any better, her red suit was...repairing itself? Well, so much for that mental image furthered permanence.

Dropping Alabaster he rose his hand and jabbed forward with all finger allocated similar to a chop. Tapping her stomach, he closed his fist, doing a six-inch punch with a ridiculous amount of focus and power behind it that it literally sent her tumbling across the field, tearing through the red suit again, as followed behind to land on top of her in the grass. There was a flickering silver light in his eyes, he'd completely blotted out all other thoughts aside from ones related solely on this training session. Her body was nice, but he had to figure one thing out...the reverb timing. That sound happened...this time directly in front of him, for a split second he release his his light as the pressure was forming at his stomach where he'd just struck her. Tanking the full reverb directly in front of her, she asserted dominance by tackling him into a rough tumble across the grass where they eventually broke away from the other.

The sounds of both of their keyblades were cracking with loud clangs. Both of them entering a different reality of concentration where only raw-instinct thrived, making decisions that'd normally be completely bogged down by rational thought and planning. In sports this state of intense focus was known as "The Zone". Hard to believe this was a rare occurrence for him as he didn't really understand first hand until he and the dark emperor both entered this phase during the final dregs of their drawn out confrontation. He had to give Try the proper credit, she may very well at times be an idiot, but she was nothing short of a combat genius. It wasn't about speed at this point, but the ability to react and swing that surpassed human-cognition was astounding.

The keyblades flew. Leaving their hands, and then came their fists. Sae wasn't a boxer by any stretch of the imagination, but his reaction timing going toe to toe with this feral beast was noteworthy. Try wasn't about to give him any more agency as the reverb started to close in at opposing angles even while she was in close proximity. Would you believe it without seeing it...neither one of them took a single hit from the reverb, while mercilessly pummeling the other with the correct offensive options.

"Tch...getting awfully personal huh?" She said with change in pitch, feeling the swell of dull pains starting to add up.

Sae's bruises were far more noticeable even over some of the disfigurements of his muscles from the overlap of scars. Every time a punch connected on him, his body radiated brighter and brighter. Absorbing blow after blow while connecting with a hit here and there, Try reeled back and contained the reverb along her fist and in the instant he saw it his body automatically turned to not get hit by that.

She gathered enough power to shake both of their eardrums, albeit the vibrations of sounds were reduced by her own helmet. Her leg came sweeping, a strong leg raise directly into his midsection and she virtually sent him into orbit...or so she thought. That light that built up around his body throughout this session was the opposite functionality of his berserker activation.

>>Quick note;
Berserker is a technique in which the Induravitque releases every last scar on Sae's body. Pain threshold, endurance, speed, impact, react-ability, physical strength, senses, spatial-awareness are perfected all while placing Saebyeolbe in "The Zone" as explained in this memory. All physical and sensory traits limits are expanded at minimum 100-fold for a conservative estimate, this could be substantially higher based on further injury elected against himself in future battles, and per the time of THIS memory, we will say 100-fold is the cap, if not expanding 5-times after fighting Try post-battle. However Berserker has a time limit of 180-seconds, or 3-minutes at max. The discharge post-3 minutes is IMMENSE. It can quite literally kill ANYONE because the user will experience EVERY SINGLE SCAR that was released as the recoil, at 100% potency unlike Try's 75% recoil from the reverb/echo. This means its a last-ditch effort to win an encounter that is not achieved by the lower's base perks.

Next, Induravitque's primary function of mitigating the normal pain threshold throughout a battle, and storing all received damage is whats translated as a "slow ramp up" several times it's mentioned that Sae improves as a battle persists. His instincts get sharper, his attacks get sharper, the impact of each blow increases until he is capable of outputting higher damage than the opponent. This is maintained for as long as his stamina as able to carry him, he will always be able to move and retaliate and react. Maintaining this state is directly related to standard "Adrenaline" in which the user enters a state where they are able to physically carry themselves forward well past their physical limits and largely ignore their injuries and pain threshold for such a time, and will collapse immediately upon that adrenaline fading away. Unlike Adrenaline, Induravitque resets every single time a force other than Saebyeolbe himself, strikes him. Meaning, he cannot strike himself to increase the durance of his base resolve's trait, it has to be from a foreign source that is not himself inflicting damage of some kind.

Probably the most important note, Saebyeolbe cannot, and I repeat, he cannot fight indefinitely. His body can largely ignore pain and damage inflicted, but his overall stamina is completely unrelated to any of his resolve's functions. Those limits can be reached depending on how rapidly he burns outs. This is often mitigated by slowing the tempo of his movement (fighting slower), but once he enters "The Zone" or a state of perfect concentration, he can further reduce how much stamina he wastes, when outside of the Zone, that burnout happens quicker than you'd think.

End Note;<<

There was a collision of fists, slowly grasping the other's hands, fingers laced with an immense pressure coming from them pushing the other. Sae's natural reaction was poised, resonating with intense heat from his body as steam was starting to surge from the cracks of light. He hadn't felt like this in such a long time, he finally felt like he was starting to fight on even footing with her, her stuttering from the blows he managed to land were a sign she was actually starting to feel all those dull pains, as his attacks sharpened and the impact damage started to slowly ramp up.

"You're one durable bastard. Rude too, you don't...even have any shame..!" She said pressing her helmet to his head, staring at him aggressively through it.

"Durable is right...and uh, well. Rude is definitely not apart of my normal vocabulary...I've been called a lot worse, trust me..." he had a bit of arrogant smirk on his face, smug wasn't like him normally, but he was just really happy for some reason.

They released hands and pushed away from each other's palms, clapping like a duo. The shimmer of steel keyblades populated their hands and the two of them went to town again, escalating in droves across the grassy training field. It appeared as though red and white streams of light were darting around colliding into each other, followed by thunderous explosions of sounds created by Try's Echoes. He was currently on par with her behemoth like strength where every hit felt even and he was less afraid to take a direct hit without fear of getting knocked the fuck out. The fact that he felt that confident, within itself was terrifying of how powerful she was as an independent competitor.

He slid down the grassy field and stopped and suddenly did two. From his distance, his hearing was pretty good, he could hear her breathing under the helmet. This was clearly becoming a taxing experience on the both of them, but the last one was a draw...it was looking more or less the same here.

"You wanna call it here Try?" Sae said breathing mildly as the air escaped him.

"I have to beat some modesty into you! Like hell are we done yet you indecent...PUT A SHIRT ON!" She pointed her finger at him as if she didn't have underboob exposure not long before.

"If you didn't tear it shreds maybe I would, my clothes don't regenerate like yours!"

The two of them had time like this to yell at the other. This naturally broke the entire flow of their battle once they'd reached this prattle about. Try wobbled from side to side, and Sae's body was starting to decrease in brightness as his Induravitque's baseline was starting to fall dramatically, and the normal stamina consumption mitigated while he was in "The Zone" also started to diminish. With the focus lost, their awareness to their injuries and damage inflicted started to become more apparent. Two keyblade dropped from their hands, de-summoning and the both fell backwards collapsing onto the grass at nearly the same time.

Just Dari

make peace with your inner storm
Staff member
Dec 15, 2005
Beyond the Final Destination
Author's Notes:

Nothing in particular. I'm just glad to see my cast actively using the thread to fill in gaps in the 3-year precursor gap leading up the main roleplay. Purg, Lumi, Deimos, thanks guys. Eventually i'll pick up and try to post one a week and add more for Yamato, Reforge, Iontis, Jay, and others that haven't gotten a lot of spot light.

Just Dari

make peace with your inner storm
Staff member
Dec 15, 2005
Beyond the Final Destination
Memory Fragment: Ghost Theater [Eth, Midna, Master of Masters]
Location: The Dorms; Amphitheater
Time: 4PM

Eth sat alone in the amphitheater of all places. He'd so much time over the years to learn how to flawlessly play a myriad of different musical instruments. He'd often come here as a way to disconnect and unplug from the daily life here in the dorms. The other resolutes typically didn't even know this part of The Dorms even existed and it went heavily under-utilized. That was fine by him, if anyone wanted to listen to Komaeda go on a fanatical tangent as he often did, even he wasn't musically-inclined to come to a place like this.

One had to really ask, how exactly did the master acquire not only a facility of this size...world really, but it was just populated to the brim with necessities and various other stuff to begin with. He'd rolled his eyes at the thought, his hand stroked the dust off the baby-grande piano that was on the stage as he opened the lid to brandish the keys. They were fine, in nearly immaculate condition, as he created his own light source, orbs of light were scattered about moving as he needed them.

Time dials were just outside of his eyes, playing for him what looked like a shadowscape of the past. A bunch of stiffs congregated on the stage all in one place. The air here even felt elated as sounds were echoing from instruments played, creating its own ambience.


Eth broken from his immersion cut his head around at the flash of light. He didn't even notice someone else was standing on the stage behind him, the dimly light Amphitheater was likely to blame. Sighing as he realized it was the only resolute that didn't want to be identified, giving them a dummy name at introductions, and it's been a staple ever since.

"Could you announce that your here next time? You nearly gave me a heart attack." Eth groaned as he rubbed his frontal lobe, raising his head to make direct eye contact. "You need something in here?"

"Just wanted to see the theater, notice no one ever really comes here for anything. I was looking to practice the violin."

"You can play the violin?" he said pushing one of his floating light orbs in her general direction to get a better look. "Care to practice?"

Eth waved his hand and a time dial spawned under a stool. He pushed the dial across the floor slightly elevated as the stool levitated close to the piano. Typically speaking, unless needed, this was something that happened at extreme rarity if not through some obligation or task to be completed. Eth had sheet music in his hands that he'd pulled from the podium before and he was thumbing through the notes.

"Fore teller's Case..?" He tilted his head and then Midna looked over his shoulder standing on her tippy-toes. "Here...ask next time." he said turning and lowering his hand.

He pushed the bench out and slid under the baby grande piano. Having dealt with the dust from before, Eth started to thumb through the keys doing a quick sound check. The notes were still finely tuned and even he was impressed. With a little time resolve he could make it virtually new, but he'd appreciate it as is for the time being. As he let his hands do the work he started to play the sheet music.


He'd become completely immersed in the strokes and landing the notes in the correct order. It felt like he was going at a pace more akin to this would normally be conducted, granted he'd never actually heard this performed at any point in time. When he reached the overlap of Midna's portion, color him shocked to hear the sound of the violin collaborate with the piano. The semblance of a smirk, thin, but it was there as he absolutely adored the sound of that instrument.

The lights from Eth's resolve started to dim down and act like individual spotlights this time round. One on himself and the other was on Midna. It may have only been two of them, but the Amphitheater was built to allow sound to travel gracefully. As they played and played, there was a feint sound of foot steps coming from the main row. Naturally, who would notice or hear someone clad in all black walking in with their sound muffled by the score being played.

"Looks like you found your calling." The master whispered as he stood unnoticed continuing to muse. "I'll start sending them to you one at a time, maybe you can teach them to play something they favor eh Eth?"

Eth raised his head, he saw what looked to be an image of his mother on his left sitting next to him playing the piano, her umbrella being held in his hands as a child over her to shield from the blinding light of the sun. He came back to reality awfully quick, as Midna had stopped and turned to stare at him.

"Hey. Eth? You ok..? Can you hear me? Eth!"

"Huh...oh. Sorry, had a flash of nostalgia just now." He sighed, realizing she had her hand on his hand. "Hey...Midna right? Thats my hand...do you mind?"

"Oh!" she returned it faster than he'd realized, definitely out of character for sure. "S-sorry. Force of habit, I was concerned...holding someone's hand is a show of concern and meaningful comfort."

Something about the way she said, actually kind of made sense. Seemed a bit of a lost lesson on Eth, he often kept this level of communication extremely limited, he had a core resolve to uphold after all. In that vein, you'd think he and Saebyeolbe were nigh identical...but there was indeed a vast difference there. The closer Sae was to what he had a desire to protect, the stronger it seemed he became, and the further away Eth was from what he had a desire to protect, the magnification of power felt almost otherworldly.

"Your fairly well-versed in the violin. Can you play others in the string family of instruments?" Eth inquired.

"Yes. My mother and father were merchants, so naturally the were really good at acquiring a decent collection of woodwind and string instruments and a few percussion instruments. I prefer to play string instruments, once I know the notes on the strings, I can play it just fine." Midna held the violin and it's bow.

"Your not very subtle by the way." Eth pointed to his head, "You know what I'm talking about right?"

"Not a clue." She smiled virtually sweeping that vague and baseless claim to the wind.

"Fair enough. Well, it's dark and in here...lets fix that." He clapped his hands and the orbs of light grew in size, and revealed the master standing in the path of seats with his arms folded behind his back. "Lurking in the shadows...Really Master, you were there the whole time?"

The master simply shrugged his shoulders and gave them a casual wave as he head back up the stairs. It was certainly a bit unlike him to not offer so much as even a jest or a joke. Eth certainly wouldn't think too much about it, as he was going to follow behind the master and leave, a hand tapped his shoulder.

"You think we could...get more of them to play songs with us?" There was a quiet serenity to how she worded it.

"They'll do that on their own terms, but if you want to take the initiative to tell them, thats fair."

Just Dari

make peace with your inner storm
Staff member
Dec 15, 2005
Beyond the Final Destination
Memory Fragment: The Different Styles [ALL]
Location: Cul-De-Sac; Large Lot in Sac
Time: 1PM

Today was a bit off-kilter compared to normal days under the master's tutelage. He'd unceremoniously woken them up earlier than normal, they ate breakfast as usual, and conducted a few chores around the dorms before spiriting them away to the Cul-De-Sac to bring them to a point of discussion around what makes them all unique.

"Putting things into boxes seems like a really harsh way of simplifying things wouldn't you say?" The master raised his finger as he paced in front of them. "Naturally...each of you has a bias for how you fight, speak, use your resolves, yadda yadda."

He purged the ultima keyblade into existence as it fettered with a steel glint as he gripped the handle. The guard was well adorned, and the keychain swung as he held it in his hand. He rested part of the blade in his empty hand as he looks towards the group. The keyblade levitates outside of his palm, and circles him as he releases a sigh before it disappears.

"Styles. Theres a couple of them, and baring witness to you all individually over the years its time to give some light to your styles."

Brawlers. Casters. Specialists. & Trappers. All-Arounders.

Brawlers, no surprise. Fighters usually in close range, put most of their style sourced into landing direct blows within close proximity of a combatant.

Casters, you guessed it, magic users with a heavy preference for traditional spells. Basic combat ability is predicated to rely more on spells as opposed to physical combat out of preference.

Specialists are unique in that their resolves are potent and require minimal need for brawling, trapping, or casting traditional spells. Typically speaking, a specialists lives and dies by their resolve, and what is their greatest strength is also their greatest weakness.

Trappers have a leg up on the others, an eye for cunning. A style that lends itself namely to creating scenarios that debilitate combatants. Spells or Resolves based in suppression and crowd control often reflect a strong indication of this style.

All-Arounders have a balanced mix of at least two or more of the styles mentioned. Balance typically means the resolute isn't unreasonably skilled in a style or craft, so your middle of the pack resolutes land here more often than not. Luxu and I are examples of balanced fighters.

Try, Yamato, Saebyeolbe. Iontis.


Eth, Lucrecia, Komaeda

Shiki, Midna

Jay/Jaz, The Master of Masters, Luxu

"Now that you're aware of each other's styles. The pairings will start to make a little more sense. Eth and Luxu, Saebyeolbe and Shiki. Try and Reforge. Lucrecia and Jay/Jaz, Komaeda and Yamato, and Iontis and Midna. Each has a support that varies greatly in style."

A grimace could be felt, "Komaeda, Lucrecia, Eth...it's not easy to tell you three this, but you may want to place some emphasis on your partners in the future. Overcoming your weakness after a complete and utter shutdown of your resolves will be pivotal in your survival going forward."

"I'll give mine up before that ever happens Master." Eth said as the "0" was illuminating in his left eye.

"Look at that. Priss-boy would piss himself having to fight without Resolve, you really Untouchable? Or just a Zero." Yamato seemed insistent in badgering.

"Sounds about right, you just gonna take that on the chin...partner?" Luxu said folding his arms.

"Say what you will about our resolves, but if you can't hold your own without it, you're not worthy to have it."

"Totally uncalled for Yamato." Shiki gave him a brusque rebuttal and stare.

"Calm your tits queen of revelry, I'm not saying what I'm saying because I dislike him or any other specialists, my partner's one too, but watching his back is part of why I'm not worried about him. Mountaintop over there needs to learn some respect for those of us that break our asses to keep in top form."

"Tch. Don't start talking like you know anything about us. It's a little to early to go around acting like your hot shit."

"Enough." Eth placed his arm to bar Lucrecia from any further animosity that could potentially erupt into a physical altercation, couldn't have that. "Throw me in the realm of darkness and most assured, my chances of defeat at the minimum, double." he sighed. "My partner is an All-Arounder, I'm hardly worried about the scenario I just mentioned if I spend enough time learning from Luxu."

Yamato ground his teeth. Suddenly forgetting why he was mad in the first place. "Wait...what was I saying..?" Yamato looked clueless, he scratched his head looking at the three of them.

"Oh now you want to play dum-!" she was stopped as Nagito intervened.

"Hey man, you were just saying how wonderful and talented your fellow resolutes where. I think everyone here is pretty damn stellar in their own way." Komaeda had a nervous twinge, he could tell Yamato wouldn't buy it based on how vapid his expression got.

Eth shrugged, seems like this conversation was over. Messing with what he remembered in a way was about as subtle as it got. Luxu swung around and placed his hand on Eth's shoulder as the two walked to the other end of the lot chatting amongst themselves.

"Be sure to teach each other well and cover the other's blind spots. Simple as that. Dismissed." The master clasped his hands and ended their group discussion.


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Jul 15, 2018
Memories of The Scarred
World: Radiant Garden; Crystal Ravine

It was an all out manhunt for this singular heartless. Dark Inferno Recusant (X).

All data suggested this behemoth of a target was encountered a few weeks ago barring Try, Reforge, Lucrecia and Jaz's last run. The townsfolk had spotted it quite a few times since then and they wanted to ensure it was rallying more aid to storm for a full on raid. Sae was lucky to be accompanied by a set few of their heavy hitters, Yamato, Try, and Reforge to list them off. It seemed like a fair enough state of balance, one caster aligned with three brawlers made for a really strong arrow-head formation. Three strong front-liners, and a back-line with basically an a of spell knowledge.

The pat-pat sound of everyone's greaves hitting the scratchy surface of deep purple as they crossed through the cliff-side of the ravine that lead further down before you hit the base.

"Couldn't get the job done the first time huh Try? Thats twice now."

"Yeah?" She paused with a snarky comment, "Managing the health of your team in an emergency came first both times, isn't that right Reffy?"

Her head turned menacingly slow to peer at him with a red illuminating glow through the helmet. Saebyeolbe could feel that emanating feeling of death, fleeting, for all but a second. He knew that if Reforge didn't select his response carefully here, he was dead, as good as dead.

"I don't even remember what the hell happened." Reforge said so casually yet honestly.

Sae could feel the soul leaving his body yet it still carried him forward, listening further.

"I certainly don't mind a little re-enactment" you could hear the vein pulling in her head as she cracked her knuckles.

"Can we save it for later?" Sae interrupted, he had to cut Reforge free here. "We're almost at the end of the ravine, the drop right before the old original hollow bastion."

You couldn't pick a worse time to try starting pointless beef. All in all, Sae was just here to make sure they suppressed the growing heartless threat, seemed to be a common thing here with a world that'd been touched by the darkness so intimately for what's felt like several decades and then some. Bad memories of this place were hiccups of having to go against the original Hollow Bastion Restoration committee in his not that distant past.

Sae looked on as they appeared at the very edge of the ravine and looked down. You could see the damages from where the last team sent here battled the heartless and the Dark Inferno X before it fled.

"Nothing. Check it out, yet another colossal waste of our time...tch!" Yamato folded his arms and rolled his eyes unrelentingly. "Master's intel ended up being a dead-"

The was a quick swipe, his body took a hit as a hand about the size of himself, grabbed him and pulled him into the ravine.

"HOLY SHIT! YAMMY!" Reforges voice traveled over the edge.

There was then a sudden set of rumbling as the crystal ground started to shake. You could only determine two things, it was an either an earthquake brought about by the heartless or a certain someone was tilted off-kilter. Surprise, it was the latter as a voice cried out, "DON'T CALL ME THAT!"

Yamato gripped his keyblade and burst from the enclosed fist floating in place within his "Zone" created as it was consuming the physical space inside of an elliptical shape. His scowl was out and prevalent, he raised his middle finger up as a direct signal to the Heartless that snatched him off the cliff. The rest of them looking over, not wanting to risk breaking their necks taking a step off the edge.

"Thats all the confirmation that I needed." Sae said peering down.

He released a breath, and just that quick the tension broke into adrenaline. The lesser heartless colluding into a core that wrapped like bodies climbing over each other. Slamming into Yamato's zone and cultivating in numbers too high to count in an attempt to repair the fist of the darkside. It was horrendous, watching them become reduced to mesh as his zone was getting hammered by heartless repeatedly over the course of a couple seconds. Yamato's instincts were sharp, he knew something was wrong and he jumped releasing himself as the anchor point for his zone he placed down then releasing it.

The Darkside reformed it's fists from the collective of shadows and instantly reeled back to apply pressure with a punch connecting directly with his keyblade parry, and launching him further away from the cliff and into the valley.

"NO!" Sae shouted about to shift his weight to instantly react.

"What is that idiot doing?!" Try shifted her legs about to jump, but Reforge had already been adrift, levitating in that general direction.

His keyblades spun behind him like helicopter blades branched from his back, and burst forward into a glide to chase behind Yamato. That hand twisted around and pressed off of the wall, you could see a towering in scale darkside sailing like falling earth in slow motion across the chasm. The shadow of the Darkside cast, draped over Sae and Try who were still fixed at the edge. The pooling sound of darkness was absent, only the faint sound of a fist gripping a weapon.


They turned purging two keys, and a loud...

You guessed right. The Dark Inferno X appeared, asserting immense physical strength managing to deadlock the three of them with nearly even resistance. Sae dug in his heels and took a breath, the shimmer flashing in his eye as he prepared for the worse. He funneled his focus only unto the heartless in front of him.

"Get out of our way!" Sae pushed with a burst of air shooting up from his soles shifting the balance in their favor.

Try's retaliation was swift, but vain as it blocked her string of blunt hits with ease. It's doubled bladed swords? What were they doing to their attacks...to absorb that much heat, and pressure in succession just seemed unreal to Sae.

"Stop thinking and start swinging Sae!"

He snapped to the present as there was a tap to his chest, light at first, and slowly getting heavier and heavier, thrusting the blade into his chest he was pushed with raw force straight into the wall, opposite of the cliff's edge. Sae slammed his fist into the rock and jumped forward with a kick flying just to the right. Try's fist connected in a way similar to that Giant's hand analogy he used on himself, a reverb slapping it repeatedly as she landed a blow with her keyblade square in the chest and...boy did it rend into it hard. Her echoes started to beat into it's chest with an insane amount of brute force even if each hit was proposed as weaker that the initial blow.

It seemed to shake off it's bewilderment as number three heralded her keyblade like a banshee, it "ripped apart" taking an appearance of what looked to be seared flesh. There was a level of intensity that was almost...carnal coming from, her steps were cracking the adamantium structures as was the heartless blades being dragged across. It whipped both of it's arms up to come down with a gargantuan amount of force.

As Sae saw that out of the corner of his eye, he reacted without a second thought, immediately breaking into a near untraceable dash, steam was flowing off his person. Try raised her keyblade upward along with the momentum he gained from moving that fast, he too, swung up. The clang of metal coupled with with two pairs of aggressive yelling sounds, the screech from them both was unlike anything the Dark Inferno X heard before as the thrust was so strong the two of them launched it into the stratosphere.

"HELL YEAH." She shouted pumping her fist with an aggressive thrust back down.

"I think we over did it, we didn't actually destroy it, just sent it off world...Crap!" Sae hit his head and turned to the cliff, "What about those tw-"

"Reffy's got that handled, trust me. Your gonna run yourself ragged worrying like that."

There was a thought that crossed his mind when she said that. Allison. He paused, half-spacing out as she tapped him on the shoulder as a show of respect.

"I appreciate the help Sae, but I could have handled it myself." she removed her hand, "I always seem to hold back when an ally is close by...didn't wanna kill you by accident."

Yamato was coming back in the distance with Reforge carrying him by light strands, suspending him danging from his left wrist. Once they landed they engaged, and as you could imagine the discourse was superb.

"I take you guys took care of the target?" Yamato raised his arms, rubbing his wrist. "Me and Ref got the shadow and heartless taken care of. I've never seen them this aggressive away from the realm of darkness before."

"About that...we kind of...sent him into orbit." Sae rubbed his face.

"....." Yamato sighed. "You didn't both hit up at the sametime I hope."

"Blame this idiot for getting in the way, I said I had it." She puffed her cheeks underneath the helmet.

That feeling resonated with him for a second. Space. Room? Maybe he just needed to trust that they'd be fine without him? Doing exceedingly reckless things when he didn't have too, was unfortunately his only taboo accompanied by his kindness.
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Just Dari

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Dec 15, 2005
Beyond the Final Destination
Memory Fragment: Unexpected Casualties [Eth, Lucrecia, Iontis]
Location: Traverse Town; Clock District
Time: 10PM


"Reason we're out here? Execution. We got reports of another abnormal heartless, similar to the one Try's group encountered twice now." Iontis folded his arms and sucked his teeth. "I'd of preferred Midna on this op with me, or even to go it solo...but the master's out of his mind sending him."

Eth shrugged, "Call it insurance. If these heartless are as powerful as the reports indicate, wouldn't you want to make sure it doesn't escape? Lucrecia and you take point."

There it was again, that projected sense of arrogance coming from zero.

"Don't lump me in with the other team. Solo tasks are my preference, i've never let a target slip through the cracks."

"Looks like we've got more in common than I pegged you for Iontis." Eth's cold and unwavering gaze crept in as his left eye flickered in visage of No. 7. "Monochrome. Please reassure me you're fit for this assignment. Again, I'm just here to act at the last possible second and clear if you two-"

He cut his words short from the scowl she offered up. "First lone wolf, then holier than though...ugh, listen. We'll get it done, don't cut us this overly important rant, we understand." she sighed as her orbs Noct and Diem were orbiting around her.

"Where are your manner Eth, it's Lucrecia. Recia is what I prefer, your just WAY too formal...almost as if you prefer to be disconnected."

"You aren't exactly far from the mark on that one. I digress. I'll debrief you both." he removed his hands from his pockets and created a top down map of Traverse Town composed of light and different colored lights for markers.

"A new type of pureblood heartless was spotted in this area. Master updated the bestiary recently, refers to them as Toxote X. Marksman heartless with slender and muscular forms slightly taller than Neo Shadows, but not as wide and muscular as invisibles. Something int between, equipped with a bow and arrow that can channel darkness directly from the RoD with each drawstring pull."

"How did something like that make its way all the way out here to the sticks...that's beyond abnormal..."

Iontis slid down the side of the tower to the lower level. It was mere minutes from striking the twenty-second hour (10pm). His eyes scanned the lay of the district and all was quiet, moments later Lucrecia came down.

"So he's just gonna opt to let us do it ourselves?" Iontis with eyes forward asked plainly. "Hmph. Insurance or cowardice?"

Lucrecia shrugged, "Don't ask me. Never actually seen him do anything to be honest." her eyes panned around as well, "Try's report from the caverns indicated everything was gone before she could blink or comprehend what exactly happened. Can you really do that with just...light?"

"Specialist are heavily endowed with a heavy focus on their resolves no? You and Eth both are specialists, paired with all-arounders to mitigate that central focus." Iontis was feeling himself slipping into a state of debrief and raised his awareness.

Shifting his eyes to the right it was only natural to see something was out of place. approximately two meters tall, slim and well built, clad in black with what looked like a scarf of deep purple. It was odd, seeing a heartless with a humanoid shape carrying an arrow on it's back without a quiver? Foolish. Iontis readied his Bahamut Arc as his body clanked around inside of the armor, he had to go on record and say that much like Try with her helmet, he never removed his armor in front of his allies.

Launching homing discs from his he pulled up his targeting system and took aim. A click was heard, the heartless turned realizing a whirring yellow disc had compromised it's position. A crash came, then smoke, as the collective of dust and soot buildup around the spot it stood. The Skyward rolled his eyes under the helmet for a second, unimpressed.

Was that...all...?" He lowered his arm and took notice of a thin thread-like apparatus of purple tapping his armor, gradually expanding int a line similar to that of an arrow. "Recia..MOVE!"

He pushed Recia from his left side, before that arrow erupted into what appeared to be some manner of detainment of darkness. Locked into place of a dark sphere, the heartless stood revealed in the fading dust, holding it's long-bow in place. This was the Toxote X, freshly added to the bestiary only recently.

"Got yourself caught already?" Recia scolded him as she was picking herself up. Her orb Diem spun around charging what light it captured, and fired at 400 rpm rounds of light to blast away at the sphere of darkness and effectively freeing Iontis. "We should probably try combi-"

"One partner is enough thanks. I'll get this one by myself!" he immediately jumped forward and activated the jets on his back heading straight for the Toxote X.

H-hey! Wait! Dammit, don't go off and get yourself killed!" Clenching her fist, she clenched hard on her teeth and sent her black floating sphere, Noct to debuff the heartless by increasing the damage it was vulnerable to.

"Marking and Weakening." Eth uttered at the top of the clock tower. "Effective strategy for being able to track a targets location, simultaneously it provides an advantage to an entire fire-team by increasing the total damage output on a single target. She's blessed to be able to take multiple enemies at once at the cost of a diminishing effect, yet still incredibly powerful."

His eyes moved to observe Iontis. Clad in armor, in an obsidian and midnight color, it possessed a whirring sound of light as steam released from his back. His bahamut arc was undergoing a combination, grafting to his arm arcing similar in shape and design to that of a gun blade. His body movement was erratic but he seemed more familiar with aerial traversal than the rest of them, his armor was well suited to deal with friction and resistance and not effect his ability to move in a straight line too much. His free arm constructed a shield with a drain spell as he raised it to block the next shot and transition into a well timed horizontal cut.

The gash left across it's stomach was deep, but the strangest thing started to happen. Tendrils of darkness, threads even, began to repair the gash and the heartless slowly turned to arm with an arrow. It was quick, releasing the drawstring as quickly as it could be drawn. The volley of darkness collided with a shot from Diem's sunlight laser, exploding mere meters in proximity to The Skyward.

"Tch..! Didn't you hear me Recia? Stay out of this, I told you I'll handle it myself." he scowled at her behind his helmet.

"Listen to yourself, you seriously want to fight an abnormal heartless we have very little information on by yourself? You're out of your mind if you think I'm just going to sit here." her fist was shaking.

"SHUT UP AND LISTEN TO ME!" Iontis snapped slamming his shield into the ground as it expanded. "If I say to stay back, that means you're just gonna have to trust me. If you feel the situation needs escalation or assistance is necessary, then act. NEVER BEFORE. Are we on the same page?"

There wasn't a huff, there wasn't anger to take hold, but a shine to Iontis' own candidness in expression to Recia. It was true, it may have been a selfish call in a situation where they knew little, but less lives being put at risk the better.

"Ugh...fine. But Noct doesn't leave that heartless, I need to be able to track where it moves."

"Dully noted. Understand, it's a judgement call limiting casualties so we have more eyes on an unknown. I'm well aware of my tendencies to go it solo, but in this instance its merely so we can minimize risk. X-branded heartless are at the top of the bestiary."

In a whirlwind of brute force, Iontis shield was up-ended and thrown vertically upwards. Clad in armor he swung his arm around and pivoted at the same time to face the heartless. He'd realized it could regenerate rapidly from what would otherwise be fatal damage, it may be as simple as ramping up overall total damage output in this instance. More than capable of that, calling his shield down he grasped onto it and held forward. Arrows that rippled with a black and purple mist, blotting webs of darkness, were being drained into the shield.

'It's main attack seems to be via the arrows. Assuming it creates them out of thin air using darkness. Fairly adept in physical strength and extremely mobile. It's profile is more lax compared the Dark Inferno X, we need to see what else it can do for a more accurate report.'

Thoughts he kept close to himself. Raising his arm to block it started to hover towards him, not touching the floor. The heartless solid yellow eyes without so much as a hint of a face, did something none of them expected.


"Tell me I'm not imagining this!" Iontis eyes were wide, concealed behind his armored helm. "This heartless can speak, it make have intelligence or is being controlled by someone el-"

His light started to fade. His vision. The light was being decimated, cutting off all visibility from the immediate vicinity, completely robbing him of one of his most potent senses quite literally.

"The End...Is Coming..." it said, pulling back on the drawstring and releasing a hell storm of dark arrows upon Iontis who'd still been de-buffed with blindness.

Light flooded into his eyes, and he reacted by raising his shield to drain the brunt of the arrows until his shield finally gave. It shattered in his clutches and he turned to absorb the rest through his armor. Being pelted left and right from a constant barrage of dark arrows, it finally stopped pushing a solid twelve meter across the dirt on the ground level by the fountain. The heat generated from the constant string of arrows was felt through and through.

"Drain is strong...but there's limits to how much damage it can absorb in one go..." A hot pipe of steam released around Iontis masking him into a heated mist.

Shirking his shoulders, he discharged his armor at it virtually burned through the dirt in front of fountain. He nodded to Lucrecia giving her a visual cue that now was the time he needed aid. The heartless brought forth it's wings and beat like a wyvern, head first towards the un-armored Iontis. Diem, floated loftily below Iontis, spinning a charged up beam of heat to blast through the navel of the Toxote X.

"Direct hit!" She shouted bringing down her fist as the beam widened burning through its entire torso.

"Never pictured you the type to throw-" His instincts sparked as time slowed down. The Toxote X with only it's top half functional, gripping an arrow of darkness fixing to stab Lucrecia in the back. "LOOK OUT!"

It was gone.

"!!!!!!!!!!!" he held his breath, and froze.

Lucrecia turn in the instant he finished his shouting. "Huh?" she couldn't find a trace of it's remains anywhere. "You sure you're not imagining things? I already took care of it." His eyes traced over to the clock tower and Eth was still in the same spot.

"We're done here." Eth's voice traveled from the top of the clock tower. "It's already extremely late, lets take our leave and deliver a full report in the morning."

"Was it you?!" Iontis shouted clutching his shoulder.

Eth paused as a dropped his arms from their folded position. "Have a little more faith in your comrades Iontis. Didn't you say up until the last possible second not to interfere? I took the assertion, quite seriously."

Eth created portals of lights that opened to the dorms. Lucrecia assisted Iontis to his feet and they took the portal home at their first opportunity.

"That'll do master. They are definitely exceptional choices on your part."

Just Dari

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Staff member
Dec 15, 2005
Beyond the Final Destination
Memory Fragment: Ghost Theater 2 [Shiki, Saebyeolbe, Try, Lucrecia, Eth]
Location: The Dorms; Amphitheater
Time: 6PM

There was a pout under the helmet that no one could see. The least musically inclined of them, Try wasn't exactly thrilled to be in attendance for practice. The cross of her arms as she was much more interested moving skulls with her hands, it'd suit her talents so much more. Days of practicing drums whilst having no real sense of rhythm, but re-verbing sound-waves? Not a problem for her once she got a feel for it, especially if she was just doing a loop of certain sounds.

Try - Drums
Saebyeolbe - Baseline + Back-up Vocals
Lucrecia - Lead Guitar
Shiki - Lead Vocals
Eth - Conducting/Teaching

It was about show time. Eth was flipping through the pages of his note sheet and went over with them individually as they practiced. He took a point towards the end and had them start there as it was the last part they needed to go over for today, Try was after all ready to be done. Giving the thumbs up, he tapped the podium with his baton. [Start @ 02:11 from above link]

Now I'm standing on the rooftop ready to fall
I'm think I'm at the edge now but I could be wrong
I'm standing on the rooftop ready to fall
I count the times that I've been sorry
I know, I know!
Now my compassion slowly drowns
I know, I know!
If there's a time these walls could guard you
I know, I know!
Then let that time be right now
Now I'm standing on the rooftop
Now I'm standing on the rooftop ready to fall
I'm standing on the rooftop ready to fall
I'm think I'm at the edge now but I could be wrong
I'm standing on the rooftop ready to fall

Eth wasn't exactly prepared to hear this kind of consistency from the lot of them. Shiki had protested about doing vocals, saying herself none too phenomenal, but with enough practice she was a natural. Nodding his head, in the corner of his eye he saw Try put the sticks down, surprisingly without breaking them and scooted out from the bench.

"Ok, it's about time we sat down for dinner." Try said with a muscular hand pressed to her abdomen, that hunger said everything you'd needed to know. "Never heard your vocals before, you can really sing huh Shiek?" Try nodded in approval.

"Shiek..? Um, thanks, I never really tried." she sounded pretty impressed with herself which was always a joy.

"You makin' fun of my name again?" If you could see the scowl on her face you'd worry as well.

"It's a figure of speech, try and remember that." Lucrecia said as she was polishing the guitar.

"What the hell is with you guys today!" Try gave a thundering stomp to the stage and the equipment shook for a spell.

Eth turned to Try who was getting upset over general phrases being used with the name she gave them. "Try." she turned to his general direction. "Thats the name you gave. You can form phrases with just that word, is there anything else we can refer to you by? It'd make our conversations feel a lot less like bad punchlines."

Try sighed and dropped the form of a balled fist. "Eventually i'll get used to it. It's just a name. I don't think there is anything else I would rather be called."

"Fair enough." Eth waved his hand signaling practice was over, "Shiki, Lucrecia, lets go make dinner for everyone else."

"Of Course."

"FINALLY!" Try threw her hands up readily for dinner.

As the ladies headed towards the dinning hall and the kitchen, Sae sat idle polishing the base guitar. "Upset about that assignment the other day?" Eth inquired. "It was no different than the one I encountered on assignment with Lucrecia and Iontis, but was promptly eliminated. Apparently they don't behave anything like irregular heartless the likes of Invisibles and Darksides."

"Am I in the way?" Sae inquired.

"I'm unsure of your question or what your referring to when you say 'in the way', explain?" Eth tilted his head, giving Sae a look of confusion.

"It's been bothering me for a couple days." he released a sigh before composing himself somewhat, "I suppose I should focus on getting stronger."

"Your certainly not wrong. Sometimes it isn't a matter of strength and it's more a matter of trust." Eth extended his hand at an angle with confidence. "I saw that report Saebyeolbe, perhaps next time hang back a little before intervention. Everyone here is as capable as you and I, we're the Master's apprentices after all."

Just Dari

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Staff member
Dec 15, 2005
Beyond the Final Destination
Memory Fragment: 40.4 [Iontis, Midna, Try, Reforge, Master of Masters, Eth]
Location: The Dorms; Training Field #3
Time: 3PM

"Lets try this again." the Master decided to wait a while before attempting this team work exercise. If they remembered, Try effectively destroyed the ball and completely removed it from play last time. "I'm gonna try this little game to test the partner bond of two teams. Same as last time, there will be a third-party in play to disrupt you. Lets go over the conditions."

  • You can only hit and interact with the blitzball with your keyblades & and every other body part besides your hands.
  • You must also navigate the training field dealing with heartless as an active threat
  • There will be a 3rd-Party in the form of an enemy resolute who's goal is to disrupt both opposing teams and are consented to attack, while not maiming either team. They've permission to strike the ball away from either Goal, even into a bed of heartless.
  • The final condition, is NO Resolute is allowed to use their resolve, Teams of Two nor Third-Party. You must rely only on your keyblades, your trust in your partner, and controlling the flow of your movement with the restraints applied.

It was easy enough to follow. "No resolves. Not a one. Interesting how a specialist is going to function in this environment without-"

"It's fine." Eth simply shrugged his shoulders, "Result will be the same. Neither of them will score."

Iontis helm turned towards Eth as he briefly spoke, "You're that confident? I was right about you...arrogant bas-"

"Aaaaanyways. Ethy is gonna play with us? Thats really cool!" Reforge quelled Iontis ire as he observed eth. "I really don't like to lose either. Right Try??"

"Right Reffy! Really hoping the ball doesn't get destroyed for being too weak again." she gripped her keyblade already at ease.

The master held the blitzball putting what looked like a project spell of some kind on it. Likely to mitigate the damage by more than half of a certain someone if they felt being a little too cavalier today. Eth yawned as the rest of them where spry and starting to stretch. Looking to your left and right, heartless were beginning to spawn in, in small controlled clusters spread all over the field.

"I've never even seen him do anything before."

"Didn't need resolve to stop that bullet from going through Nagi's head on the first day. Luxu's been a fair teacher for physical skillsets, just made what I'm about to put you through that much more of a headache." Eth sighed, no keyblade to be found, just an umbrella he carried on his hip as he popped open the top. "This should do just fine."

"oooooh! what are you gonna do with that!?"

"You'll see. Master?" Eth point towards the ball and the whistle around his neck.

Considering Eth was the third-party, much like Try last time he wasn't permitted in the middle when they'd jump for the ball. He stood about roughly 12 meters back from the middle of the field just to the north of them. Iontis and Midna took form, Try and Reforge seemed eager based on their body language to rocket jump upward. Try's staggering physical strength took the lot of them by surprise last time, but at the very least Iontis was prepared.

Reforge was practically a backpack to Try as he held tight. Once the master released the ball, there was a brief pause like last time with only Iontis and Midna jumping this time. Try waited as to preserve that part of a field a while longer before steam gathered around her legs. There was a tap on her shoulder.

"Hey." It was Eth, she blinked once and he was already gone.


"Look!" Reforge said pointing up at the apex of where the ball was floating. The tap from his umbrella as he softly gave it a small push to fall just out of reach of Midna and Iontis who both dove to take it. "He-"

There it was again, it was for but a fraction of a second that he disappeared, did he really just vanish? They could only focus on the ball which rolled into a patch of heartless, the four of them bolted towards that spot and found only Eth spinning the blitzball on top of his umbrella. Almost in unison the four of them clutched their heads, trying to figure out what the hell was happening. They were seeing snapshots of instances where he just suddenly appeared.

"Don't understand what's happening? Come on, I'm sure even Iontis realized it. I defeated the heartless before you got here and I now have the ball. Goals are left and right, so...take it back?"

He was fairly distracted by trying to balance the ball on the spinning umbrella. There was a mad rush from the four of them stampeding on his direction, he closed his umbrella and kicked the blitzball into a bed of Neoshadows. Finally allowing himself to be visible and he broke pace and out ran even Try to the next spot.

"Consider getting creative if you want to take the ball from either me or the heartless." Eth's eyes trailed to Reforge coming out of the heartless bed, kicking the ball with is knees and thighs. "Ah, see. Reforge was proactive and got here fir-"

"Oh shut up already!" Try gripped her keyblade going for Eth's head, it pinged against the brass of Midna's Cedo. "What are you doing?? We didn't get permission to fight each other! Focus on the ball, ignore him!"

Reforge stumbled into the patch kicking the blitzball up, and splattering through the heartless as he primed a kick that combed through the black creatures towards Iontis and Midna's goal. Iontis was moving into position to intercept, and felt a tap on his shoulder. Eth darted past him, extremely light on his feet and hit the ball straight up into the skybox.

Try's legs collected steam again just like last time and she propelled herself straight up towards the ball as it spun fast, nearing it's apex. She brought her leg around with steam visibly dragging around her leg and there was a prod at the ball, causing her to whiff. Missing by mere inches! Eth gave her the salute as he scooped the ball into his umbrella and began to descend.

"Get back here with that!!!" with a single hand she gripped and swung, colliding with the ball in the enclosed umbrella. "Impressive strength and dexterity Try." he said feeling her slide the keyblade up to pop the blitz ball from under the clutch of his closed umbrella. Breaking away from each other the ball bounced and Midna was there to kick it directly to Iontis.

Reforge brandished both of his keys to quickly deflect the next attempt to land into their goal from Iontis. "I already told you, we aren't gonna lose! Right giant lady!"

It was a phenomenon that was actually vastly hard to explain. The master, rife with curiousity and just heavy concentration overall, watched as the lot of them were finally starting to sweat. Daring around the field like a bunch of kids playing soccer on a field. Eth was just being the biggest pain in the ass, disrupting goal shots that should've long connected to their respective goals.

"Hey you two." Reforge was panting as he knelled down, "Lets just work together and get rid of him! He's making this a lot less fun."

"Leaving our goal open so you can score? I'd rather it end in a draw." Iontis wasn't going for that old trick.

"He's got the right idea." Midna said looking ahead at Eth, "Iontis. Eth said he's gonna force a draw, it's either we cooperate with them or he's just gonna dance around us until the clock runs out."

"Absolutely not Midna. I refuse to concede to the enemy team, let alone call a truce in the middle of a training session??" His uptight nature was starting to come to a head.

Try cracked her knuckles, "You don't want me to get my hands on you..."

"Didn't plan on it Try." Eth said kicking the blitzball between his soles. Eth looked over at the master briefly and it only took that instant for the blitzball to miss his sole. A young Reforge small and nimble coming in with a swift swat towards yet another bed of heartless. "Ready to play NOW Eth Eth?" he jeered, bringing his leg around into a leg-drop as Eth casually steps to the right as the Reforge creates a miniature smoke screen from the force of the drop. "Damnit, I think that was too much."

"It was enough!" She brushed the air with so much force, the air burst backward lifting him off the ground and in the opposite direction. "Tch. A feint huh?" Eth was liking this demonstration as the remaining two blitzed for the the bed of heartless. Try took Reforge's hand, and without restraint sent him towards the bed where Iontis and Midna were buckling towards. "Don't let them score Reffy!" she seemed a bit more on the mark in contrast to usual. Eth raised his head as he was still drifting back, he released a sigh as Try was pressing towards him. To him it felt like she was moving towards him in a slowed manner when in reality they were moving at around the same pace. The two of them were dancing around in the field as her skill with a keyblade, as he didn't bother to block with the umbrella for fear of it shattering on impact, he gracefully weaved around her assault.

"Stand still you fleet-footed bastard!" she harked and Eth could only shake his head, "Lets hold off on the name-calling alright?"

Reforge came rolling into the bed of heartless desperately picking up a shadow and tossing it to the wind. "Where the hell's the blitzball??" Iontis said in a panic as he was busy demolishing the heartless left and right. "I can't find it anywhere." Midna called back to it. Wouldn't you know it, the little tike popped up holding it in his hands.

"Here it is!" Reforge popped up, covered in shadow heartless holding the blitzball.

That...idiot...!" Try smacked her helmet. "Oh, well, looks like that's a disqualification." Eth gave the briefest of laughs before the master blew the whistle, making the game Null.

"Since our dearest Reforge touched the ball, I'm gonna have to disqualify his team. Since no one scored, the game is Null. Man, you lot are 2 for 2 with shenanigans!" The master let out an abrupt and far from soft set of laughter.

Midna and Iontis both smacked their heads, all that work for the game to be over again without a winner declared. This repeat affair was just their luck, Iontis rest his hand on her hat before he sighed himself. "Next time for sure." he smiled, and she adjusted her hat and flubbed a bit, "D-definitely!" she asserted.

Just Dari

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Staff member
Dec 15, 2005
Beyond the Final Destination
Memory Fragment: Extremist v. Twilighter [Master of Masters, Shiki, Komaeda]
Location: The Dorms; Outer Fields
Time: 9AM


The Master gave a soft yawn and stretched his arms as he walked to the edge of the hill. Holding what appeared to be a dandelion in his midst. Probably two of his more thought provoking minds gathered simply to chat.

"You ever wonder if there are worlds beyond Light, Dark, Twilight, and Sleep? Perhaps, even Death?" The master blew into the dandelion as the seeds scattered into the wind.

Komaeda folded his arms, he was averse to the idea, "Doesn't it strike you as odd that for all these texts, they'd leave us only to ponder on those four?" Shiki provided some context, "--But not impossible."

"Worlds are as much opportunities as they are gateways between realms. Light. Dark. In between. Dreams." she spelled it out for him plainly, "We could survive without the Dark."

Her brow furrowed, "Ludicrous Nagito." moreover she appeared to be a bit more on edge than normal today. "Our very lives were determined by that struggle which brought about these different realms, denying any is-"

Might I offer a word?" The master said kneeling down to hand each of them a dandelion. "Neither of you is necessarily wrong. The point of my chat with you will be made abundantly clear well after my departure, i merely want your diverging ideas of the state of the worlds to converge at a middle ground."

The master rested his gloved hands on both of their heads and softly stroked both. Unlike him, tenderness, though a touch clad in material, there was a hint of cold that twinged over them. Nagito grazed his own cheek with his free hand as the other blew into the dandelion, scattering the pedals. Shiki too, blew into the dandelion as watched as the seeds were spirited away along the stretch of field.

Consider this your first true bond between each other. Shiki. Komaeda. Your both too intelligent to not attempt to understand the vast differences of how you each view the world." he removed his hand and was on his feet. "Yeah...well...her view is muddied by shades of grey. There may be many worlds, but there's only ever been two sides and I'll die in service of the light."

"Its true, the light and it's realm have no end to kindness, but within even the light...tyranny feigned by the self-serving and righteous. Are you just another tyrant hiding in the fold?" She cut him a sharp gaze. "A dear friend, perfect in nearly every way, lost their humanity in service to the light. A tyrant...that loomed in wait, ultimately felled."

The master gripped his arms with a tug at his coat. He knew, exactly to whom Shiki referred to. He couldn't bare to listen to what she was saying, was Shiki really this delusional? Gripping his sides as he hugged himself, he rubbed his arms as he was trying to contain his laughter. "You've got quite the sense of humor Miss Shiki. Light, tyrants? So what does that make you...some sort of abomination wielding the power of Resolute, a Warrior of Light in name only? Who's really the ludicrous one here, you sound like an absolute sham."

"Hey hey hey heeeeeeeeey!" The master stood in between, "We can have discourse without name-calling Nagi Nagi." He raised his hands in an odd but pleading fashion.

"I'm merely saying Darkness isn't needed. The people will in time grow under the guidance of the light!"

Shiki sighed, "It's naive to presume people are drones that all align and walk to the same tune Nagito...Darkness, while in the wrong hands can do great harm and bring about calamity, it's meant to be a point of balance that staves off complacency."

Nagito lowered his hand and sighed. He was done listening to this woman prattle on about balancing the two, how necessary one was to the other. It was a personal ambition of his at that point from then on, to expunge these ideas and scrub them out of existence. If Darkness were virtuous, then it'd been absent from his eyes for the duration of his time alive up until then.

"I see your well versed in futility Shiki. If I am anything, if nothing at all...I am lucky, and a acting hand of the Light. I see you as nothing more than an adversary as opposed to a friend." The master heard this and flinched a moment, "Nagito. Given time, you'll understand why she drifts between the two so frequently, even the light has taken from us. Gone in a sea of white."

A keyblade prod against Komaeda's chest, it was Memento Mori. The look Shiki had given him was one of a quelled tenacity, turning to ensure it was secured in his breast. "
I've lost enough to both sides of the table...it's not something one can feign ignorance to any longer. If I've offended you, then by my accord, I can acknowledge that. However." She lowered her memento mori, "We're comrades, Nagito. It's outrageous to mark me as an enemy so carelessly for a divergence of beliefs."

Nagito cut her a smug grin in the corner of his cheek, he could see she was being completely sincere. It was true, he didn't like how she treated this existence of the two affinities as on the same level. It was extremely unlikely he could ever truly come to accept what she was saying, moreover continuing to talk about it would just be a roundabout of circles. The Harbinger was a vagabond, truly worthless in every way and a waste despite his undying fanaticism for the light.

"It's not likely, but I hear you. It's a start." He seemed hellbent on convincing her of the fact, but he did extend his hand to shake hers. "I'll look forward to your campaign, Shiki."

Just Dari

make peace with your inner storm
Staff member
Dec 15, 2005
Beyond the Final Destination
Memory Fragment: Eidolan [Yamato, Jay/Jaz]
Location: Arcadia; Capital City Street
Time: 3PM

"I'd say coming here was a big waste of time. Nagi was reluctant to agree and well...here I am with...them..." Yamato buried his hands into his pockets walking slovenly at space from Jay. "You planning on moving post haste squirt?"

Suddenly stopping, Jay took in a breath, "Yeah...lets not start barking orders Yammy."

His veins squeezed by his frontal lobe, "Listen here you little shit, when your done with your identity crisis maybe we can actually do our jobs!" You could see the steam seething from his ears. Yamato wasn't in the mood to be dealing with the youngest of them, that didn't often offer much of value to the cause aside from bitching. Something to take into consideration was a fact largely unknown to them that Lucrecia had mentioned in passing about being more sensitive towards Jay.

Her hand trembled a bit, she brought it up and slapped Yamato across the cheek. Normally that'd prompt anyone to flare up and go postal, but he actually smiled before patting her on the head. "You got guts. Something I respect."

Jay held her head, this wasn't the time to be slapping Yamato. "Mission brief...so why are we here again..?" Poking at his now tempered off state. "We're just here to observe, fairly straight forward."

Arcadia was a bit more complicated in stark contrast to other worlds. A domain that existed within the realm of light, but the seat of power grasped by a malefactor of the dark known only as The Empire. Yamato wasn't here to play the political shenanigans and meddle with shit he had no business meddling with. "You seen the kids around here?" he spoke seeing what looked like war-spawned orphans. "I haven't seen a look like that on a kid in a long time, it's as if they're ready to rebel at any time. Just what the hell kind of life is it for--"

There was a rustling of steps as Yamato was cut off. What looked to be a General ranking officer, clad in some gotty golden colored armor and violet colored hair. "GENERAL CAPRICIOUS! SIR!" the fodder of soldiers fell in line as Yamato tucked into the alley with Jay hugged under his wide arm.

"Burn the alleyways. The leering eyes of those children deserve to be snuffed out before their fires kindle."

As the soldier's gave a quick gesture, before stamping their feet, a woman with an icy white and a light shade hue of blue raised her arm. "Another time for that order, Clement." you could detect the ice in her address. A slovenly fellow walking behind her and emerging, as he boorishly rubbed his neck, flicking the red streak in his bangs. "You still barking orders to your men like their dogs Clement? This territory is under our watch, your intruding."

"General Ciel. Mercenary Salforge. A pleasure and woeful one simultaneously." Clement went on to express his grievances.

Salforge shrugged, Ciel rubbed her frontal lobe as if having to repeat herself wasn't enough. From further down Yamato and Jay were watching as the set of them interacted and they gathered up the children whom were brooding in the alley. "Listen. Moving out is better than rotting here writhing at the first opportunity to strike."

There was a dashing of footsteps coming right towards Jay as a young woman was dragging the arm of a fairly built young man. "C'mon Capell, I hope you didn't leave the keys in the tank, we've gotta get these kids outta he-" she smacked square into Jay's chest, and bounced back onto the stone floor of the alley. "Hey, what the hell was that?!" the woman looked up spot a pair of..."Breast?!"

Jay was feeling a bit masculine after that remark, his tone quickly become more brutish. "You mind not starin so hard?? And watch where your going!"

"Whoa whoa whoa, easy easy." The boy named Capell, "Dia's a bit ornery, it was an accident alright."

Yamato shook his head, "Don't worry about him...I mean her, them!...shit, Jaz?" he was kind of juggling a bomb here himself. The red flooded Jay's face as the tint of his eyes shifted, feeling effeminate and flushed with embarrassment, his voice grew soft and that touch of (now her) softness returned. "She/Her/They/Them."

"Yamato and they are Jay/Jaz, they'll correct you if you use the wrong name. Depends on the day and if there's free pizza really." Yamato shrugged, he probably just threw them another curve-ball entirely.

Capell and Dia were sort of dazed, trying to do mental gymnastics in figuring out the gender identity of Resolute #6. "R-right..." Capell ended on an awkward pause, "We'll be rounding the rest of the kids up and getting the hell outta here before those bastards scorch the place. Lets go Concordia." she had a twisted face before calling out as she was being dragged this time, "I already told you, Dia is fine!"

Yamato scratched his head, "Today is just the weirdest day...buncha oddballs here on Arcadia. Nagi's from here yeah? No way a psycho like that lasted this long with this crowd of oddballs."he watched as Capell and Dia faded from view, and the alley was barren save for himself and Jay/Jaz. He pointed to the end of the alley and gestured with a finger over his lip to "shhh". Pointing towards the group still at the end, having a bit of a disagreement.

"Your working relationship with the empire is fragile at best. Merely a prisoner with a few more liberties than most citizens, curt remarks are minimal and not tolerated. Simply do as you're asked-"

"You asked for a district to go into lockdown. It was done. You asked for me to eliminate those rebels on the train. It was done. I'd say my ability to do what you pay me to for speaks for itself. Lets not do this right now Clement. I'd appreciate a stand down." Salforge sighed, his eyes weren't elated to anything but locks of Ciel. She stood there shaking her head, Capricious did this, every single time. Playing with that demented sense of humor of his, you had to wonder why his nick name was Akans.

"I take it you've heard of the Master of Master's round of protege. Resolutes their called? Allies off world confirmed they've been meeting on the Cul-De-Sac world."

"We've matters of our own in accordance with dealing with the resistance on-world Commander." Ciel gave him a brief interval to adjust his gaze before she finished, "The men are tired from fending off that tank, give them time to recuperate, please Commander."

Yamato paused for a second. "Tank...tank...wait." Jay rubbed her head, "Didn't...Dia mention a tank..?" the realization hit rather hard and they couldn't help but yell at the sametime not realizing how loud.


It didn't take them long before the sound of gunfire hurdled through the alleyway and the two of them hauled ass to blitz from the gunfire.
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