"Leon. He takes himself more seriously, and fights long range with his gun-blade, but balances that to put distance by offence. Then later, I will fight you, as I recall you fight with a giant shuriken and like to fight at a ranged distance." Eden racked her brain for all these memories, and she would try to win.
"A mix. See what I'm comfy with. I am certainly better with keeping a distance, though close combat may be better for me. And my magic isn't as controlled as I'd like, but it works." Eden summoned her red, fire fueled Keyblade, taking an awkward stance. It had the blade in her dominant hand, in a defensive position in front of her torso, and a hand raised to add extra force to any close combat attack.
Eden put out her fire, noticing the group and hopping towards them. She kept her blank stare, wincing as the last hop was on her right foot. "Oof." She muttered. "Alright Yuffie, how would this training commence anyway? Is it based on magic and combat?"
Eden waited for Yuffie, Leon, and Gexln, wondering if they'd be able to see her. So what would she do? What else? Light herself on fire, a signal flame. There, that'd help. Let's hope my guides are faster this time.
"He wasn't." Eden went on further, trying to pace herself with a pained leg. Wincing here and there, she went off into the world of Radiant Garden, almost slipping out of sight. She was, sadly, getting lost. "It's been so long since I've played..." she muttered, noticing changes of the once familiar things that kept her on the right path.
"Pregnant. And for the most part, I don't care. Come on, now." Eden hopped up a bit quicker in her pacing, retracing her steps to go through Radiant Garden from the way she remembered it.
"Tron could be useful. His computing skills could be handy to try and send messages across worlds. Maybe he can send an email to my family. I would like to finally meet him in person, not as someone else..." She muttered the last part, not wanting to ruin their minds of how this all used to be a game, but now real life. "But when we are done, training commences."
Eden nodded. "So, where do we begin? I want this to be as quick as possible, I want to be home before January." her flickering eyes calmed down. "I'd more rather like to be home before Friday." she kept up her poker face, walking forward. "To Merlin's house I presume?" she followed swiftly, but it was very evident there was a slight limp in her steps.
"1. Then I shall try to destroy darkness itself." Eden bluntly said, goal clear. "2. It is not my fault those idiots left this Gummi on their play island of Destiny Islands unsupervised. I merely took it because my biggest goal is to either rid the worlds of Heartless, or rid me of a curse." To that, she summoned the King's Reversed Kingdom Key. "Now, any further questions? The quicker the better, I have to at least find a way Heartless don't track Wielders and attack my home." Her eyes narrowed, practically glowing with her darkened flames. "And the sooner I can return home, the sooner I tell everyone to bugger off and leave my planet alone."
"Master? Are you mad? That kid is a WIELDER!" Eden growled, eyes sparking a fire from her magic. "Y- Nevermind. I seek some training for me and my friend Gexln. Then we are going to leave to Twilight Town to visit Yen Sid and take the Mark of Mastery Exam, and after becoming a Master, find a way to destroy all Heartless."
Eden stared at Yuffie with a blank stare, like no one was home. "I am a Wielder, of Earth. This is Sora's ship, he left it, and so I took it. I am tired of those Wielders not taking their job seriously now."
Eden cleaned up her plate, satisfying her stomach deeply. Putting the plate in the sink, and yawning deeply as she headed to rest into the sleeping quarters, as a small alert told her otherwise. "Landing in Radiant Garden in T-Minus 3...2....1. Landed." it chirped. She growled, but walked outside, but just scouring the area. "Well, this place looks better then last time."
"How should I know? We're Earthlings, we didn't know anything about all this being real before the Heartless came." Eden's eyes lightened, as she tried to calm herself. Setting down two bowls, both hot and steamy, was the black beans with a slightly seasoned salmon fillet. "Here. Something my mother would make sometimes. Hope it reminds you of your other." She almost choked on her own words, trying to keep strong at the memory of home.
Eden grimaced, turning off the communications line. "Enough of them. If they can't take their jobs seriously, then we don't need to speak with them." She resumed to her cooking, her face scrunched by a scowl. "We'll just take the Mark of Mastery Exam... After we train and find your heart." Her eyes sparked darker, by a slight hate for the others.
"Blue Cheese? Not a big fan of it myself." Eden chuckled, finding cans of black bean soup, checking the freezer to find some slightly fresher frozen fish than she had expected. She shrugged, observing it, and decided to make the two a combo. Firing up the stove, defrosting the fish quickly in a microwave, the Wielder set to work in something she knew she was decent at. The familiar smell of the salmon and the black beans jerked some tears into her eyes, thinking of the home she left in order to protect it.
Eden shook her head. "No, just surprised still. Thank you again. You're one of the few people I trust nowadays." She looked to the kitchen, stomach growling at it's host for nutrients. She blushed a bit, embarrassed a bit. "Um, would you like some food? I can probably scavenge stuff from the cans and dried foods."
"Alarms off." The Gummi chirped, Eden nodding in approval. "Well Gex, you came back. Thanks." She smiled lightly, giving him a small squeeze of a hug. "Why'd you come back? I mean, you could have done something else, but you came back."
"Intruder boarding!" A small urgent voice chirped, as a dark corridor opened in the gummi. "Huh, good boy... I guess." Eden frowned slightly, combing her hair in her hands and trying to look decent compared to her dirtier, greasier self from a few hours ago. It still didn't distract she was wearing the clothes of Riku, the magic fused ones that prevented her power from turning them into ashes. Her hair had dried, going into it's thick, naturally very dark waves and slight curls, and she was thankful for that. It reminded her of all the comments about her hair, about how it was a part of her heritage and image. But her stomach growled in protest, and she would abide, in a moment. "I'll make food for us, don't worry..." she muttered briefly.
Eden walked around the gummi, her legs too pained from adrenaline to sleep properly. "Gummi, how long until our Destination?" Her words were direct.
ooc: That sounds arrogant :I bic: Eden took a slight deep breath at the sudden change of the gummi, but went into the fridge to create some sort of meal to find a lot of rotten food still. She gagged at the stench, sensitive due to her body naturally compensating for her mental faults. She cleaned out the fridge, grumbling to herself about her highschool month in her favorite school where she had to clean an industrial sized fridge. She managed to clean the now empty and almost pristine fridge, throwing away the garbage. "That is all I can do..." she mumbled, looking around at the other small tidbits she could munch on. She looked at Riku's clothes, then went to the other parts of the gummi before realizing it was useless. "Right, right, none of the clothes fit me, and I'd burn them into ashes..." Still, she was determined to get clean. So she picked out a gray, dull outfit of a shirt and a pair of shorts, a bathrobe of the same bland color, and looked for any sort of cleaning device to wash the clothes. Upon further inspection, she realized how much the garbs had actually been through, singed, cut, caked in mud, grime, dead skin, scabs, and blood. Blood... She almost forgets the healing scratch that was caused from a neoshadow in Australia, and the scab had intertwined with the fabric of Riku's clothes, now ripped off and freshly bleeding. This caused an immediate reaction to get into the shower, scrubbing away all the caked grime on her that scrubs off in thick gooey clumps that have a hard time going down the drain. Once the shower is finished, she looks to her body, wet from the water, but she looks at herself nonetheless. This is Eden, or, another her. Her eyes have darkened, the whites of a human now a dark gray, which don't distract the sunken eyes of a tired insomniac. Her once slightly pudged belly is now growing thin and quickly. Her ribs show, her legs grow thinner as her defending arms became bony. She really hadn't paid any attention to the changes, and why should she? "Oh right..." She murmurs with a grimace, recalling a tv show that showed an experiment of a few people with different skill sets surviving in a post-apocalyptic environment. Scientists, Therapists, and some other Experts that had escaped her mind, had all told of the different effects. Slipping on the bathrobe, she goes and retrieves her now clean clothes, carefully noting how each fabric folds onto her skin. "Funny..." she mutters again, talking to herself. "I've never been put into a situation like The Colony's... but with the way things have been, I might as well have." She looks in the mirror, scowling at herself. "Well, like we do on Earth, Survival of the Fittest."
