Mage didn't let go, happily healing Saix's bump. Ashir smiled, finding it cute. "Saix and Mage sittin in a tree~" it was quite childish. Parma silently chuckled as she went off to peck everyone in the back of the neck on the spine to create a mental connection with everyone.
Hestia unbinded Saix, seeing as how he was sane at the moment. She watched, thinking it sweet. Mage was hugging Saix tightly, thankful he was okay but still a bit confused at the reason of why he had gone berserk. Ashir watched as the illusion of Xenree left, giving an almost glare. "Don't let down your guard."
Mage rubbed her sore head, getting up on her own. "Saix!" she finally caught up, hugging her dear Lunatic. Ashir thought a moment, unsure. "No, never heard of a Vanitas. Cool name though."
Parma quickly formed into a cutlass for Ashir, him going into a familiar stance. He didn't really want to say anything to tick off this random stranger, but he would be more then willing to fight. "Oh... He went berserk..." Mage muttered, the thought not processing too clearly.
Ashir sniffed around, tracking down the energy of his mother like a dog. "Something seems off. Too many scents." Mage opened her eyes once more, her eyes better adjusted, she looked around to see Saix with a nasty bump on his head. "Saix...?"
"I was unforgotten. I meant that those who should truly stay dead should be dead. I was wrongfully killed, and your will was still kicking. Who am I to say any more? It's an opinion." Parma shivered within the corridors and Ashir held his nose. "The energy here stinks." he gagged.
Ashir nodded, hopping up. He was quite excited to see his family together once more. Hestia chuckled, but turned serious as the word 'reborn' hit her hearing. "Once one dies, they should remain dead. That is the order of things."
Ashir nodded, chuckling. "I know." he petted his dear bird, her cooing in his head. He thought back, remembering events that never were his.
"Cutlass." Ashir corrected Axel, allowing Parma to shift back into her normal state. "And besides, someone like me needs to fight. The park is uneasy about me, and when I was younger and a little less bright I killed some guys in self defense. About eleven. My father's bird Arma taught Parma how to kill on her own, and she killed one person on her own." He seemed to get a somber tone in his voice, his eyes showing the sadness of his short life. Hestia watched Saix, then proceeded to watch Xemnas talk about Renee, corruption... boring stuff she yawned at. "Ah the seven deadly sins. Pride, Greed, Gluttony, Lust, Wrath, Envy, and Sloth." she purred, these abominations out in the world. "I have seen some more gruesome personifications of these things, things that could give nightmares."
"I felt a lot of odd energies around there, the energies of people that haven't left and have been twisted. I don't even know if any of them were human." Parma sighed and returned to her master Ashir. He flicked his hand and Parma shifted herself into a cutlass. "Heh, I think I'm a bit rusty." he sighed.
Mage went back to sleep, too tired to keep herself up for now. "Well, I can't come with you to the Organization? ... After you're done resting of course." Ashir added. Parma decided to fly over to Axel's shoulder, tilting her head as she stared at him. She leaned towards his neck and pecked at him lightly once. "There now. Can you hear me?"
Mage gave a grunt, not thinking too coherently to answer effectively at the moment. She could barely see Lexeaus as it is. Ashir pulled away from the hug, a barely noticeable pink in his cheeks. "Sorry, I just haven't seen Parna in so long." The charm rippled into the form of what could be called an albino raven with beady black eyes. She hopped from his hand to his shoulder, giving an almost hard peck to Ashir. "Ah right, the mental connection needs to be put back." Parma nodded, nudging Ashir's cheek in a similar manner a cat would.
Nope! I just figure these things out and I have studied a bit these things. But you can always buy see-through paper at about any store
It takes a lot of time and patience. Try frame by frame, and use a normal white paper to start and then a see-through paper for the rest of the frames
Ooc: we're around the hotel, Val is looking for Sora's gummi
Well, stopmotion is a statuete made with either metal, clay, or some other medium. Animation with paper is more frame by frame rather then stopmotion.
Ashir yawned, getting up. "Oof, I haven't slept like a statue in a long time..." he mumbled, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. He glanced up at Axel, surprised to see what was in his hand, he took the charm quickly and gave Axel a tight hug, unable to remember that he was supposed to limit his strength around frail humans. "Thank you Axel!" he would have cried at the very joy of having his bird and weapon back, but that wouldn't be possible for him. Mage started to slowly wake up, feeling sore from the fall and her vision was still swimming in colors since that Fake had hit her in the back of the head where the brain functioned sight.
The charm almost rippled in the warmth of Axel's palm, itself cold. Hestia sighed, but had to thank Demyx. "Well, he'll have a nasty bump but you did good. At least we can handle him without risk." she watched the berserker, feeling a slight itch in the back of her neck. "Guess he found her." she mumbled, leaning on Demyx's head with the weight of a shadow.
Eden was Using one foot to make quick turns, ignoring the shot of pain her ankle gave. "Val!" she yelled, attracting heartless. She growled but cooled down to avoid going berserk too many times within a short time span.
Ooc: if you're doing what I think you're doing.... NO B( bic: Eden looked around, her capture and return target had wandered off again. "Ugh, pesky little escort." she mumbled, getting off and wiping off her pants of dirt. She ran once more after Valerie.
