Freya had made it over to her bother and Lexcifur shortly after the explosion. She fell to her knees behind them, exhausted and hurt. She could hear her brother telling Lexcifur to get her out while he dealt with Dane, but she knew that he was in no shape to be doing so. "Zavion, please don't. You can't..." She tried to say, reaching out to him. However she knew there was nothing she could do about the situation. The matter was only made worse when Lexcifur got up and ran towards the cave. "Lexcifur! No you can't!" She tried to call out to him, her voice quieter than she wanted it to be. Freya tried to push herself off the ground to follow him, to stop him, but she couldn't find the strength. "Please you are going to get her killed." Freya said as she placed a hand on her head trying to fight back the pain and the dizziness. It was all over, wasn't it?
Karina was nearly done with Glen When Kaida walked up and started talking followed by Beuce. She was not in the mood for their reasoning with her and wanted to walk up and throw Beuce into Kaida before walking away, however one more person showed up to try to calm her as well. This time it was Stratos. Stratos had put up with so much of her crap since that battle that she couldn't help but walk away. It was either that or take three people on in a fight until they knocked her out or something and make the one person who was consistently nice to her, hate her. That being said she didn't overly like Stratos, she just didn't hate him like she hated some. Letting go of Glen Karina turned around, pushing past everyone to walk away. "The kill on that mouse is mine. Don't you dare take it away from me or your life ends there." Karina threatened in a dark voice. Her head was tilted down but if you caught a glimpse of her eyes you would see the blood lust in them. Part of her mind told her they needed to find the creature with Mickey's brain but she ignored it. She had a mouse to kill.
Karina stoop mortified for a moment afterwards before her face turned red, steam coming out of her ears, quite literally steam was floating into the air. That was when she heard Glens laughter. Oh that kid was asking to die. As he fell on the ground laughing Karina walked over to him and knelt down. "Oh you think that was funny do you?" An incredibly dark look crossed Karina's face. "Lets see if you are still laughing after this." She began to punch him and beat him into oblivion. When he stepped up and went to walk away Karina grabbed his collar and threw him back against the wall. "Is this funny? Do you think this is funny too?! I swear you are a damn idiot! Do you want these damn mouse germs too?" Karina yelled in his face forcefully holding him against the wall. She then punched him in the gut again. "I hate you" she growled. Karina did not let him go. Perhaps someone needed to hold her back.
Silvia trailed behind as they made their way to see the King, and stop that wedding for that matter. There really wasn't much for her to say, instead she just kind of observed what was going on. There was a lot going on but she really had no part in any of it. That was until Preminger tried to run away. Silvia ran and followed after, even though Preminger was on a horse and she wasn't. They didn't get far when they hit a fence and the horse bucked Preminger off and over the fence. At first Silvia was trying to calm the horse, then she realized that on the other side of a fence was not solid ground but a cliff. Silvia let the horse go, walking over to the edge of the cliff, looking over. Silvia almost puked as she looked over as saw Preminger hit the bottom. Silvia backed up from the fence and sat down on the ground looking shocked. "She... she died...." Silvia was able to stammer. She could barely pick herself up to walk back over to the others. Her head was hanging low. "Why did she do that? She didn't have to die. Why must people die?" She asked quietly. All she ever wanted was to save people, and it seemed that she couldn't save anyone. They always died. She couldn't save anyone, she even almost lost her own life in the process, for the second time in her fourteen years of life. She then heard Damion mention about his idea that Sara and Amanda were actually killed. "Please don't say that. No... They didn't die. Please." Silvia said desperate to hear it wasn't true. She couldn't stand the thought that more people died. Silvia was forced to pull herself together when they seemed to be ready to go. Silvia bowed to the king, the prince, and the princess. "Sorry for all the trouble we caused. We should probably leave your kingdom in peace." Silvia told them. She didn't say it but she felt in part responsible for the troubles in the kingdom. She seemed to bring trouble with her anywhere she went. It seemed like she was just a bad luck charm who couldn't even do the one thing she was good at properly.
The footsteps of the boy leaving echoed behind Aedion. That was good, he wasn't too full of himself to think he could handle this and help. It was too dangerous. That being said it wasn't the most safe place for Aedion to be either. As soon as he ran into the fight he was thrown on the defense. He was able to block the attacks from the nobody that was in the ground, and doing that dislodged him. However while Aedion did that one of the three other nobodies circled behind him, hitting him in the back. Aedion stumbled forward but was quick to recover. He took a defensive stance once again watching the movements of the nobodies. As one of the dusks came over Aedion prepared himself, it was time to go on the offense. He figured he had bought enough time on defense that the boy could find someone to help him, so he didn't need to be quite as careful that one didn't escape. That being said most of the town couldn't fight so he would be letting it go in hopes that one of Neophs guys would be around town to take it out for him. Which wasn't necessarily the best plan in the world. The dusk approached and Aedion was able to quickly dodge and then get himself behind the dusk. This confused the creature enough to allow time for an attack before turning the the one the was in the ground. He blocked another of it's attacks before upper slashing it. From there he was forced to turn around and parry an attack, forcing the third nobody back. Meanwhile the fourth one hung back in the tree's. So that was their plan. The three would spend all his energy leaving him open for the fourth one to kill. He wouldn't let that happen, but then again it was hard not to use up a lot of energy from fighting the things.
"Um.... Okay... father." Thea said. The word felt weird on her tongue, but nice at the same time. "Okay I will call you father, I think I can do that." She assured him. It would be a little strange to get used to it, but she was sure she could. It would be a good way to start, just start by calling him father. It was an easy enough thing to do, and it wasn't the same as calling him daddy. It was that word more than anything that reminded her of her father. Then there was the part about not calling him sir. That one she did out of respect for him, as she had been taught. It might be hard not to call him sir, but she would certainly try. "Will I get to meet your parents? What would they be... my grandparents?" Thea asked. "I never had those before, or at least met them. Daddy said they all died before I was born and it was just us and that was why our small family was important." Thea explained to Vance.
Silvia accepted Johanna's hug, and then proceeded to hug her back. Afterwards she looked at the ground as she went to speak to Johanna answering her question. "I-I don't know." She admitted. "I woke up from being passed out and they were there trying to fight us, but Sara wasn't acting like the Sara I know, so I am unsure. Earlier I heard something about shapeshifters too so perhaps those were the shape shifters? I have no way of knowing for sure. Sorry." Silvia rubbed the back on her neck as she spoke. She didn't know what else to say any anything she said was just guessing, not knowing anything really. "Anyways shouldn't we take the prince to his father so the King knows that he is alright." Silvia suggested, still acting rather shy about the entire situation.
Thea allowed Vance to help her back up and wipe her tears. It was only then that she really realized what she had called him, and it felt strange to her. Thea took his hand as they went to walk trying to figure out what to do or say now. Her fathers words rung in her ears, telling her it was okay to move on and accept Vance as her father, but it still seemed real. "Um... I am sorry about that. I mean calling you dad. I know it is really soon and I didn't mean I. I just thought I heard my dads voice and I couldn't help it, I wanted to call out to him and for a moment I was back in his arms when he was alive and then I don't know why I said it again, I just did." Thea began to ramble as she made herself small feeling embarrassed. Again she didn't know what to call him. Perhaps she should get used to calling him dad no matter how weird it sounded, perhaps it was too soon. Thea slowed her pace and looked up at the sky searching to hear her mothers voice again telling her what to do, but nothing came up. Thea then looked at Vance for guidance, it seemed to be the only person she had right now. Skadi might have been able to help out but she wasn't even back at the guild yet to help her, nor was she aware of the situation. "Um... What..." Thea hesitated becoming nervous. "What do you prefer me to call you, sir?" She asked him. Whatever he said she would go with, because she didn't know herself.
The sound of Vance's barely broke through the girls sobs. It took a while for her to register that Vance was with her, stroking her hair. Thea didn't stop sobbing though, she didn't look up at her new father even when he tried to pick her up. It felt like all her senses had shut down, as well as her ability to control her magic. "Why are you crying fireheart? Is everything okay?" A voice echoed through Thea's head, a familiar loving voice. "Mom why did you leave me? I can't do this on my own. I don't know how. You were wrong I can't control it. I am going to hurt more people. I am scared. I don't want to lose him too." "I know dear. You wont." The voice suddenly changed. It was now her father not her mother speaking. "Its okay I am here. Your father is here. Fireheart, don't be afraid to move forward, allow Vance to be your father. It is fine. You will be fine." Thea looked up "dad?" She expected to see her dad, Ian Strive kissing her head, but instead she saw Vance. "Dad." She said burying her head into his coat. She was still crying as she spoke "I am sorry, I am so sorry." She said as she hugged him. Somehow her flames weren't harming him. He had mentioned something about his coat protecting him. "Can we go home?" She asked after another moment.
Thea listened to Vance closely, slightly confused at everything was going on. How did they change genders? How were they the same person? Thea dropped her arms as Vance placed his hand on her shoulder and just stared at Zephrine for a moment, then to Edric. She listened to him talk about the possibility of her going to prison. This entire situation seemed unreal to Thea, she wouldn't imagine something like this would happen here. She thought that everyone would be friendly and happy, no stealing and threatening to throw someone in prison. Thea's eyes ended up resting on Zephrine. "Is it true?" She asked in a quiet, sad voice. "Are you really that mean man, and are you really not supposed to be here?" She asked. She knew from Edric and Vance's reactions it was indeed true. "How dare you! How dare you trick me like that?! How dare you steal from this guild who are actually nice to me?! How dare you show your face around me after what you said! You don't get it and you never will! I never want to see you again!" Thea said getting really mad suddenly at him. However this came with a consequence. Once again flames surrounded her entire body, however they didn't stray far from her. It was almost like a shield, protecting her from whatever made her as mad as she was. She wanted to keep yelling, she wanted to scream at Zephrine more and not care about the flames around her, but she remembered that Vance stood behind her. "No..." She suddenly spoke in a scared voice, her eyes growing wide. "Oh no....." She said again trying to find a way to simmer her powers. "Not again! No I won't kill my only family! Not again!" Thea didn't even realize she was saying anything. Her eyes rung with panic, her entire body trembled as her weak knees gave way. "Please no.... Please help." She said as she lay on the floor, her face pressed into her arms on the ground. The fear was apparent in her voice when she was able to speak between crying.
Aedions eyes followed where Higure was indicating. He watched as the silver creature slithered through the tree line. Aedion let out a sigh. These things again he thought as he wrapped his hand around the handle of his sword, ready to unsheathe it at any time for battle. When he noticed the one that was in the ground and soon after disappeared, Aedion had his sword out and ready as he stepped in front of the boy. His breathing was calm and steady, his eyes focused on the nobodies. Reaching into his pocked with one hand Aedion pulled out a signet ring and went to hand it to the boy without actually looking his way. He proceeded to give instructions in a quiet, authoritative, and calm voice. "I want you to run while I distract these things. That ring, once you find anyone show them it, they will know who it belongs to, they will keep you safe until I return and find you. Make sure they know that I am still alive. If they give you a choice where you want to go, tell them that I want them to take you to Neoph. If not you will most likely end up at my manor. If that happens, just avoid my father. The servants will take good care of you until I come find you." Aedion instructed. So much for keeping his identity under wraps. The ring had his families symbol on it and if there was anyone who didn't recognize that, well he would be very surprised. With the instructions clear he gave the boy a nod. Readying both hands on his sword and with it angled slightly across his body he charged in towards the four, heading for the one on the ground first. Aedion didn't have time to look back to see if the boy listened to him, he just hoped that he did. Aedion couldn't watch the boy at all times during the battle, all he could do was focus on getting everything attacking him, then surviving it. He had been trained in swordplay since he was old enough to lift a sword. He loved the captain of the guard in charge of watching his manor and had talked him into training him when he was just a young boy. The man also had a son around Aedion's age, now he was the captain of the guard as well as one of Aedions few friends, though he rarely could make time to actually have a conversation with his friend anymore besides reports on threat levels around town and to their home. Either way Aedion would not let all his training go to waste. He could fight these things and he would win.
Silvia used fire surge No one answered Thea's question. Instead Edric grabbed the girl playing the music, it seemed rather forcefully too and was trying to get her to leave. "What are you doing?!" Thea shouted as she jumped up from here she was sitting and in front of Zepherine, her arms spread as if she was trying to protect the woman. "She is just playing music. Is that not allowed? I was enjoying it now you are going to wreck it!" Thea said as she pouted. She clearly didn't understand the situation to it's fullest extent and thinking the woman was going to be thrown out just for entertaining. Given the way Thea read the situation, she was not too impressed with Edric. "Leave her alone!" She demanded.
As Aedion took his stroll down towards the forest, he didn't expect what he met. A familiar man from Neophs group ran to him. He proceeded to say something about a kill on a heartless. He thought he might have saw a shadow moving just a moment before. Aedion simply waved off Hunter. "It's yours you can have it. I could care less." He stated as he walked by Hunter. "And as for my name, it is of no importance, call me whatever you wish." He stated shoving his hands into his pockets and going to walk away. "Oh and Hunter, don't forget about the meeting tonight and don't be late." He stated, with that he was gone on his way until the meeting. In the distance he spotted someone. The boy seemed rather tense, he couldn't quite see what was going on but it seemed as the boy was unarmed. When the boy continued strolling it was with caution. Aedion was concerned by this, if things were dangerous he didn't want the boy to get hurt. Though Aedion couldn't fully read the situation he thought it was best to go along, approach the boy and see what was going on. Aedion placed his hand on the pommel of his sword as he continued forward. Though he still wore his mask, which might freak some people out, he didn't care as he approached the person. "Excuse me, you seem tense. What is wrong?" He asked, his grip on his sword tightening slightly. "Are you in danger?" Aedion cautiously asked. There went his relaxing walk before the meeting.
Thea looked over to the adults talking and looked slightly concerned because of it, however soon enough got over that. The girl preferred to dance than worry about what the adults talked about, it was usually so boring. Her father had told her many times that it would be useful for her to listen in and learn a few things from these adult conversations, but that could always wait until she was older, for now they were too boring for her. Thea giggled as she began to just spin around and around until she was so dizzy that she fell to the ground. That was when she finally looked up at everyone, Zephrine, Edric, and Vance as they spoke. The music had gotten to slow for her to dance anyways. So instead she decided to figure out what was actually going on with them. She stood up, wiping some dirt off her dress she took her place beside Vance. "What is going on here?" She asked curiously. Thomas was still stumbling along when the sheep appeared to attack them. As everyone had their various reactions that eventually lead to fighting, Thomas sat there for a moment, blinking, rubbing his eyes before finally asking. "What did that Scottish dude put in my drink? I-I swear it didn't taste funny..." Just thinking about the drinks he had again made Thomas throw up once more. "Aw man how am I supposed to charm all the ladies with puke on my shirt. Look buddy, I don't know who you are or why you are dressed up in a really..." Thomas trailed off squinting at the sheep for a moment. "...really realistic sheep outfit, but I need new clothes if I want to impress the ladies and you are going to give them to me. And by give I mean I will take it by any means necessary." Thomas said. Grabbing his gun was not an easy task. Thomas at first couldn't figure out which way was forward, and then trying to load the gun that was another dangerous matter, but somehow he managed to get it done with no injury. That was impressive in and of itself. This being said shooting off the gun shouldn't be much of a problem, and it wasn't for the most part, just took a while to aim and even then Thomas didn't know if he aimed it properly and quite frankly he didn't even know what skill he used, he just shot. "Oh yeah I am the best fighter ever!" He proclaimed after that all. Thomas used fire.
Aedion let out a long breath as he left his fathers office, on the top floor of his giant manor of a house. The hall way outside his fathers office was for more ornate than the inside of his office. His mothers choosing of course, only the finest things would do in her house. The walls were covered with paintings she had spent thousands of dollars on, as well as statues and vase's all in tasteful colours to match everything else in the room. Meanwhile in his fathers office it was his territory, no decorations, just a desk, a few chairs and maps on the wall. The room was dark and always made Aedion uncomfortable to be in when facing his father. It was the perfect place for the man though. Aedion's father was a man with high standards, he was also a man who love to plot and plan, he was all about power. Any joy the man might have had was sucked out of him long ago, now what was left was the cold hard shell that was the one that sent him off to fight against strange creatures, all for the sake of boosting their families power and influence. Having come out of a meeting with his father about that exact thing, Aedion stopped in the hall, resting his back against the wall trying to clear his head. Conversations with his father were always stressful and annoying. Aedion could never just walk out of his fathers office and continue his day without whatever harsh lecture he had received that day ringing in his ears. "What a day, and I have another meeting with Neoph and the others tonight. What a bloody nightmare." Aedion muttered to himself as he ran his fingers through his snow white hair. It took a few minutes and more than one concerned servant to get him moving. He didn't just leave the room, he left the house, grabbing his satchel on the way out. As he walked out the front door he rested his hand on the satchel that was now slung over his shoulder. Inside there was a mask, his main sort of comfort. When he wore his mask most people didn't recognize him. He wasn't a Whitethorn, he was just some rich kid, no one cared who he was with the mask. However he couldn't wear it just yet, not with all his fathers men around to see him. He couldn't escape them here yet. At least he could hopefully blend into the crowd in the city streets. It wasn't a far walk into town, he could have easily gotten a ride, but he could use the fresh air. As he walked he kept his head down and tried not to draw attention of himself as he entered the main shopping center of town. He dug his hands into his pockets grabbing out a few gold coins. He started walking around buying this and that, gaining respect of people there, getting some sweets for himself and just trying to enjoy his day, and not feeling dirty about what he did. What his father wanted him to do. The goal of gaining power for him in the future. He didn't like the idea however it was something he had to live with, it was his heritage and what his father raised him to do. He raised him in the ways of politics and how to be a leader and expected that his investment would be put to good use. Aedion would make sure of that but he wouldn't lose sight of himself either. He wasn't his father. As he reached the end of the markets he slipped on his mask and slipping into the allies trying to get away from where people would recognize him. He wanted to go to the woods, or a field or something. Just get space enough to decide for himself if what his father lectured him on was worth pursuing. He just had to make sure he wasn't going to be late for the meeting that night.
When the hooded person revealed himself, Karina turned away. She held up one finger to indicate to give her a second. The other hand went to her mouth as she ran back slightly. Rounding a corner Karina threw up a couple times, just out of the sight of everyone. Once she finished doing that she wiped her face and came back seeming a little more collected, but furious at the same time. Karina marched straight up to Mortimer, grabbing the collar of his coat in her hand, holding it up without actually lifting the mouse off the ground. "You have got to be f*cking kidding me. A damn mouse? You are all freaks you know that. On that note however I don't care who you are, that keyblade is getting no where near the princess's heart. Do you hear me? Try and I will make sure that even those imaginary girls that you think would be all over you, wouldn't want to go anywhere near your disfigured face." Karina threatened, plenty of fire in her eyes to say this wasn't a joke or idol threat but she full well meant it. A keyblade appeared in Karina's hand. "So what do you say. Are you going to run away with your tail tucked between your legs like a good little mouse or will I have to squash you before you hurt this town or the princess. I like the sound of the second option though. A painful lesson is the best kind, wouldn't you say." Karina said with a wicked grin. Perhaps she liked to fight a little too much.
Name: Aedion Whitethorn Alias: N/A Age: 23 Gender: Male Appearance: Bloop Personality: Aedion has a rather wild and free spirit that is constantly kept bottled up. Most don't see it. Usually he seems cool and collected if not a little spaced out at times. He takes his work very seriously. He will also seem rather full of himself at times. Weapon: This sword right here Talents: Swordplay, good politician (speeches and winning people over, that kind of stuff), good leader Goals: Win favour of the people in his families name so they can boost there already high status in society and when he takes over his fathers place he will be well respected and can hopefully rise in rank among the people and in the political system (Whatever that is) History: Aedion was born to a wealthy high ranking family. He has been raised in the politics. When Neoph started the group to keep their town safe, Aedion's father gave him the family sword, and sent him to help and hopefully rise in rank and respect in the group and city. His father always thought about the political gain of such things for himself, despite the times that the world was falling into. However Aedion is just thankful for the little bit of freedom it allows him, though he keeps that a secret. Aedion plays the part of the rich kid doing this for political gain, while still fighting his hardest. However deep down in a hidden part of his heart he wanted to be out of the obligations that came with his heritage. Aedion will often wear a mask when outside of his fathers preying eyes, so that he wouldn't be recognized and stopped by too many people, if would just hinder him from his job. However the mask serves another more personal purpose too for him. To him it is a symbol of the mask he wears everyday in doing the politics of his father over what he wants to do. For that reason he keeps it close to him. He doesn't let anyone know any of this however. To everyone else he in just some snobby rich kid trying to do something for the world cause he has nothing better to do. Other: The two headed snake on the pommel of his sword symbolizes strength and cunning in his family. With the two things together in one body it creates a sharp double edged sword. Something that is needed in their line of work. Hit Points: 20 Strength: 3 Defense: 0 Agility: 3 Magic: 0 Magic Resist: 0
Silvia used Stop
Hey I saw that. You just yelled at Sebax, no one yells at him. Bad, not allowed *hits with a news paper*
Alisia was wrapped up in her battle with the dragon, she didn't notice Audrey missing at first. Glance around she noticed that Audrey wasn't there, actually she was in between her father and the man her father was fighting. Oh that couldn't be good. Alisia without hesitation ran from her fight with the dragon over towards Audrey. Reaching the girl she attempted to pick her up and move her out of the battle area. "You stupid child. All that will accomplish is getting both you and your father killed. I will not stand to see another person I have come to care about die! I have seen it too much in my life! I refuse." Alisia shouted at Audrey. It was clear that the girls actions had upset Alisia, she didn't want to see more death. Calming down slightly Alisia looked at Audrey. "Dane hasn't wished it of me, so hopefully I won't get in too much trouble but I will help your father in the only way I know how." Alisia stated. There was already another man there to help. But Alisia figured she could still help at least a little. She stood up from where she was kneeling next to Audrey. A familiar symbol appeared in Alisia's left eye before a thirty second counter appeared above Ghosts head. "That is all I can do." Alisia said turning to her friend before taking a step back. She knew what casting that could mean for her, but she had to do it, for her friend. There was no alternative. Freya was on one knee still panting heavy, she had used up a lot of magic, and even as a demi-god she had her limits on what she was able to use. Her head pounded from the blast she had taken not long before. She simply watched as Stratos attempted to finish his opponent off, but a sight behind Stratos caught her eye. It was where her brother and Lexcifur were fighting. The man, Dane seemed to be charging up a large attack. That didn't look good, it didn't look good at all. "No..." She breathed. That attack it could mean the end for the two of them. Shaking Freya lifted her hand up to cast one last spell before she was completely drained. A large barrier surrounded Lexcifur and Zavion. Though it looked strong it was not as strong as it should have been. Supporting the barrier with her weakened state and her distance away from them was difficult. Chances where it would block about half the damage from the attack max, but it should be enough to keep them alive, but perhaps not still in combat. If that was the case then well... they seemed out of luck possibly. With the barrier in place before the blast could even go off Freya was on her feet, trying to steady herself as her head spun. She slowly started making her way across the barren land. If things were going to end here for them she wanted to be with her family. The three of them had been together for so long, if they were going to die she was going to be at their side, doing her best to support them to the very end. "I'm sorry I couldn't do more." Freya said quietly not even having enough magic or a clear enough mind to hold a telepathic connection. The blast that she had taken for Stratos seemed to be effecting her a little more than she thought it would be. Xander blocked every hit that was thrown his way using his single sword to block each attack. He soon decided to change strategies. He waited making his opponent think he was out of luck and only on defense. When Zephyr went for one of his larger hits was when Xander suddenly used his blink to move out of the way towards the sword that he had dropped, scooping it up with easy. It had only taken a split second to do this, not enough time for Zephyr to have a chance to stop him. From there again he blinked behind Zephyr, this time using the hilt of his sword to try to hit Zephyr in the back of the head. "A swordsman of your skill does not deserve death, especially by my hand." Xander said as he went to make his move. Hopefully it would work.
