The pod opened up revealing Mixt. The skin turned black coming up from his neck and making a jagged pattern across his face. "We are not done yet! We can't be! We've lost this much by ignoring them and running away! I will destroy them if I have to do it myself!" Mixt grabbed the edges of the opening and ripped it further open, the force causing the pod to crumble apart revealing dark tendrils connecting Mixt to the larger sphere. "Father..." Abel was at a lost for words. His father had changed so much in such a short time. He had always seen Mixt be so calm and in control. Is this the father that Atem knew?
Mixt bashed the keyblade to the side with a swift strike of his own. Then, continuing the spinning motion, he grabbed the energy sphere with own hand and guided it back at Xehanort. This however caused severe burning to his own hand.
Somebody That I Used To Know ~ Gotye
nope 10 .
Mixt was accustomed to speedy types and instantly new what the vanishing meant. Mixt stomped his left foot, using transmutation circles on the leg of his armor to send out spikes from the ground around him, to stab anyone that approached from the ground with too much haste.
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"She's valuable. I needed to keep an eye on her. Would want any accidents to happen now would we?" Mixt said as he crouched into a battle stance, but he did not bring any weapon. Mixt merely beckoned for Xehanort to strike.
"Fair enough, we both know this shack won't last the fight." Mixt said as he started calmly back down the stairs. But despite that he was really on guard to a strike from behind. Technically the duel was already underway and backstabs were not exactly uncommon in their line of work.
Obviously not seeing what he was looking for, Mixt made his way up to the second floor of the building. It was there that he found Xehanort. "There you are. Keeping to schedule, I see. That's good, makes this a lot easier when I don't need to track you down. Now, let me get straight to the point. I've decided my squad is, lacking. To compensate I'll be taking yours. By standard tradition I will wager my own against in a duel, survivor takes all." Mixt said, laying down the terms like a lawyer exploiting a contract.
It is rude, but unfortunately American culture (especially when it comes to those who would be at said playoff game) don't care about being rude. And they kinda justify it as being patriotic because they are cheering for it. Honestly I don't get sports in general and don't really have good insight there.
Bring Me To Life ~ Evanescence
You're Going Down ~ Sick Puppies
You Rock My Socks Off ~ Disciple
Just ignore it and try not to touch it much. If it bothers you enough just treat it like a really small scrape and put a bandaid on it. Enough oil got pushed into the pore to deepen the infection, but not enough to get the huge zits. It is a rather annoying event but nothing to worry about.
Effectively this. Though I have noticed I'm a really bad judge. Unless it is particularly bad (*cough*Aqua*cough*) I tend to not really notice and just see whatever dub I'm more used to as better. I don't think I've ever seen a dub so bad that it turned me off of the story, but there have definitely been some that I felt made me miss some of the intended experience. NOTE: I refer to the original as a 'dub' as well here. Just to make it clear since that isn't always the case.
After Phisoxa went on ahead Mixt took a short moment to address the troops. "Remember, the duel is only valid if I fight him. If any of you attack Xehanort directly I will have to kill you too. Stick only to fighting any backup he has." And after that 'pep talk' Mixt led the troops the final way to the Dark Margin and into the building. He ignored Phisoxa seeing as there wasn't anything she could do right now other than get herself killed.
"I don't care about piece one way or the other, that isn't why we're here. I just thought it was ironic that you would complain about us being somewhere that we couldn't attack your comrades. As for the beach. Yes we have beaches here too. But as I recall, you were just told not to speak to me. You sure you want to try your luck with them?" Mixt said as they continued along.
Mixt writhed in pain as he took the backlash from the attack hitting the bubble. But to his surprise the dark energy then dived back down to lower than it was before. 'What the hell was that?' 'Now is not a good time!!!' 'Geez, what has gotten into you? Oh right...'
As the shot that destroyed the Seeker ship continued on to the side of the bubble, the bubble folded to cradle the shot before closing and ripping off, thus taking the damage without allowing any openings.
"Far calmer down here than up stairs. Besides I thought you wanted piece. Why would it bother you if we don't want to fight?"
