IC: Stowed safely in the cargo hold of the ship that would take him to Twilight Town, Mattrex felt the the vessel lift off from the floor of the hangar. He was now proving himself to be every bit as effective as his master program had indentended. In the frame of just a few hours, he had put himself on the path to his primary mission. And it was all able to happen without catching the eyes of thr Radiant Garden troops. None them were, as of yet, aware that he had even been created. From the deck of the ship above the hold, through an air vent, the incarnate of data made out the soft sound of voices. They sounded distressed, and their communications were filled with static interference. "This is Interspace Scout Team Beta. We've just been passed Traverse Town, and there seems to be a large amount of energy eminating from there. You guys might want to go check it out. It seems a bit troublesome. "Alright," carried the captain's voice. "We'll change course for Traverse Town. Pilot, ready the Light Drive." New Xiang starting post: Within the mountians, in the sparsely populated parts of Tha Land of Dragons, a temple, forged naturally into the rockfaces, loomed powerfully over a small valley. Few new of the temple's existence, and even fewer even came so far as to visit it. Those elite few that did ever come to the temple were of the highest esteem within the order which dwelled within. The Yue An Ying, formed several years ago, in a brief, well resolved onslaught of darkness, was among the most revered societies among those that knew of them. Their members had, through ages of training, achieved a mastery of darkness which few others could, in their life time boast. Now, they sat in deep meditation, conecting their spirits with that which lay around them. Within the meditation circle, the master of their order sat, his eyes shut as tight as they could be, his spirit gripped by some unnatural force. Opening his eyes, he looked around the circle of his chosen children, and spoke. "May sons, we have reached a point of trouble that is as no other. Worlds are being taken by some new force, being shut off completely from outside help." The first monk to answer this statement was Xiang Lieu, a warrior of the highest cliber, even within the order. "Master Lao, I have felt this as well. What must we do?" "My young Xiang Lieu, there is little ou and I can do att this point. But us, the Yue An Ying, are well capable of finding the solution to this problem, so long as we are all willing to do our part." A clutter of agreements issued around the circle, and Lao continued. "We will need to send emissaries to the other worlds out there, to find answers to what can be done to stop this threat. My first assingment, is for Xiang Lieu." "Me, Master?" Xiang questioned skeptically. "What do you request of me?" "There is a world, not far from here, known as Twilight Town. There there is a wizard of great power. I am entnrusting you with the taks of finding that wizard, and gaining his support for our order. Can I trust you with this task?" "Yes Master Lao," said Xiang, falling to a bow upon his knees. "I will not fail the Yue An Ying..."
Xatlien turned to Sithos, her own expression, blocked by her mask, as unreadable as his own. Underneath the mask, she smiled, wanting to laugh a bit, yet held in such an urge. "Hmmmm... I guess you could say that I did have a mission here, but I've already completed it, so... yes, I'm bored now." She swiftly reached down to her belt, removing her sickles from their holders, bearing them ready for a fight. "But you look like a bit of fun."
OOC: A powerful being, which Xiang obviously is, would, most likely, be able to generate the power needed to break through such defenses. Granted, after such a feat, he'd likely be depleted of a god portion of his power at the moment. But if you don't want there to be some action, then that's fine by me. I'm just trying to spice things up for you, Give you a little bit of excitement.
Name: Zeije Calabaz Age: A rather unimportant thought to Zeije these days. He would appear to be in his mid twenties. Weapon(s): Cosmos - http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/31SFKDP6C7L._SL500_AA280_.jpg Astrious Spheres - Housed in various spots upon Zeije's armor, are ten matallic, black spheres, roughly the size of softballs. Each orb houses a source of power known as Astral Energy, otherwise known as spiritual energy. Said energy is drawn from the very spiritual essence of the worlds themselves, and can be used to achieve various bizaar affects. The most standard use of the spheres is Zeije's telekinetic connection to each one individually. he can remove them from their housing spots, and move them individually thrugh the use of mental signals to each one. There also appears to be a telekinetic connection to Zeije and the energy stored by the spheres, allowing him to channel the Astral Energy stored within them. Astrakinesis (Unconfirmed) - The theory now derived from his ability to control the spheres, and their energy, stands at him possessing powers of Astrakinesis, the power to creae and manipulate spiritual energies. Gender: Male Relations: None, though if someone would like to have there character be some distant relation, I wouldn't mind. Just don't expect a happy relation with him. Appearance: Zeije carries himself with an almost flawless, 6' tall posture of pride, and power, his back never hunched unless for battle purposes. Every step Zeije takes has a sense purpose, and urgency, as does every other motion he makes. His eyes are a silvery white color, and possess a look of restrained rage, and at times, gives off the feeling that he is reading the thoughts of others. His face is a handsome, and narrow and pointed, giving him a bird like appearance, and his hair is of the same silvery white as his eyes, and is pushed back from his forehead, leaving no fringes. His eyebrows apparently non-existent. His physique, while on the smaller side, is well built for physical battles, such as hand to hand combat, and duals with weapons. While seemingly a scrawny individual, a look at his muscles will reflect an obvious physical strength. His arms are of an average span, even by our own standards, and, along with his legs, are evenly proportioned with his height, and size. His neck is short, and stocky in muscle. The common attire worn by Zeije is a set of armor that matches the color of his eyes, and hair. The armor consists of a breast and back plate, a set of guards for both his upper, and lower arms, and the upper and lower portions of his legs. On his forehead is an armored head piece, which reached back part way over the top of his head, running with his hair. The armor is etched with a series of angelic designs and symbols which hold meaning only to Zeije. Under the armor, he wears a set of black, silk robes, with a white sash worn around the waist, sticking out from under the torso of the armor. Bio: Sadly, Zeije lost many of his memories when he was taken in by the darkness. He had, at a time, been a hero of his home world, prided for his strength and prowess in battle. Yet when darkness spread upon his world, his heroic persona was lost, and he became a self serving ego, desiring only to take more power for himself. This being so, he seeks the ultimate power in existence: Kingdom Hearts, the heart, and power of all worlds.
