Mage threw the Keyblade hard, after being at a better position. Her hands sparked with electricity for a Thundaga. "Hey! Let GO OF HER!" she screamed, running up to the monster with a fist of electricity.
Mage thought a moment, keeping still. I seen this thing a few minutes ago, then we ran. And my memories aren't that great because I don't have my own heart to keep them. She observed the monster, wondering what could have made this sorry creature. But wait, it reacted when Akii squeaked! But you said it can't hear...
Mage kept the Keyblade pointed at this odd monster, keeping Akii close to her with one hand and walking around it as far a distance as possible. Maybe if I don't make a sound then we can get by... She had slow and quiet steps, breathing through the mouth.
I'm fine, but even if your problems are small they are still problems
Mage smirked, a knowing and yet gentle smirk. " Thank you. Akii, we're going home." She held her new Keyblade up with pride, looking to Akii. "C'mon, I'm going to get us there this time. If there's a monster I promise it won't get past us." She nodded to the Keyblade, thinking about her friends. She put out her hand, summoning a black portal as Xone taught her long ago.
Those ellipses don't sound really comforting. -_- I read emotions, dude
Ooc: oh my, a hand drawn! Everything seems to check okay, so yeah, you're in. ^^ please read a bit to at least know what's going on though, a couple pages would be nice =) bic: Eden instructed Riku upon where to hit when a heartless got too close. "Shadow! Three on your left and two coming up above! Better watch out because I can feel something with a heck of a lot of power in here!"
Mage looked at Adrien, the waterworks working again... But he seemed untouchable, so she could only squeak out a few words. "I-I accept... Hope to see you again, Adrien." She firmed her once loose grip on the Keyblade, giving it a sharp, but gentle as she knew this blade was alive, pull.
Mags flinched, a bit disturbed at how the blade could slightly read her. "Y-Yes... Is that wrong? It's probably better then to stay here where the others will hate you forever. But instead they could always be angry at themselves for being no better then Heartless." her eyes seemed to calm, thinking about Adrien. He looked a lot like her.
"I was his friend, yes... But I couldn't protect him, I'm so sorry." Mage ignored the other screams, her hatred of them returning. She gave the hilt a soft tug, wishing to at least keep more of the friend then a memory.
"We didn't go very far, so we must have moved a bit on this world..." Mage walked towards one Keyblade, a dark one. "Thid is Adrien's..." she mumbled, hand settling on the hilt.
Hmm? What's wrong? I feel like there's something wrong, maybe?
Ooc: I know, he grew up. Every character does. But you still don't have to use him.
Mage castes out Firas, creating a portal out. Since they haven't travelled very far, the two landed in the crossroads of the Keyblade Graveyard. She huffed in relief to be away from the monster... But she noticed something in the millions of Keyblades, seeing one very familiar. Ooc: as I go to be I remember something important Mage(in my head) really wanted to have... *shrugs*
On the internet, sure. He's on deviantart but I must warn you... AVOID THE FAN ART @_@; there are some good ones but the ones that are full of too...
Mage's hand sparked magic, creating flames of a dark purple hue, almost like a dark fire. "Who's there?! I am armed!"
Try? How about will? If I have to I will bug the hell outta you. I am not called the Peacekeeper for nothing! *sudden emotion shift xD* Castle of...
Ooc: you don't have to bring him, I just remembered him ^^; bic: Eden chuckled nervously to Riku. "Sorry, I just remembered somthing from a long time ago."
"I don't know..." Mage looked around, trying to see anything familiar. "Hello?" she called out.
Eden tried to remember any scrap of information regarding the Cornerstone of Twilight, remembering one name in particular. "Nox!" she almost screamed in Riku's head on accident, recalling a few of the old role-playing days.
