"Alright, how much sleep did you get?" A soft voice asked as Maira took a seat in the chair near their guild master. In a rare turn of events she wasn't wearing her white armor and instead was dressed in her long shirt and shorts. Usually she wore this when speaking with just Midarah or whenever she didn't feel like equipping on her armor. Yes, something that could be do at the simple flick of a wrist was something that she at times didn't feel like doing.
Zephyr had gotten an early start to his morning, but he had spent it still in his room for the most of it. "1...2...3" The reason being was cause of his morning workouts that were less of a ritual and more of a 'he'd do it when he actually remembered to do so.' This was about everyone other week to some extent. Sometimes it was twice a week if he really remembered to do so. "10...11...12" These exercises typically varied from the basic push ups, sit up and some basic combat techniques. Basic being hand to hand as there wasn't enough space for him to practice with his sword nor did he really want to do anything with his magic in this enclosed space. "38...39...40." Today the workout was push ups and he had finished his set. Naturally being sweaty as a result of this, he did what any sane person would do and went to shower. Now that he was clean and had managed to do his morning training, Zephyr headed down to the guild hall just in time to hear the piano being played. Reaching the ground floor had allowed him to see that it was Lakoda playing. Zephyr joined in on the clapping as he approached the group that had formed around the girl. From the looks of it, a lesson was about to take place for the young Thea. He took himself a seat where he would still be able to hear and watch without being a potential interruption to them.
When they had reached the area that the fork in the path, Chrono walked directly over to the painting and took a closer look at them. Armor, opposing sides and a keyblade. Perhaps this was what happened to most of the keyblade wielders when they were more prominent. Each painting was given a fair amount of attention aside from the last one, that was given the most attention from him. "Hey Mora, what can you tell us about this?" Using this thumb, he motioned towards the last painting.
Master Choma being back was a relief as he had hoped that it would be followed by some form of good news. That wasn't the case unfortunately. If the masters or any other wielders were in hiding, then were they is worse shape than they were. That was assuming that anything worse hadn't happened to them. It wasn't a pleasant thing to think about, them being the only ones active enough to have a chance at doing something to stop all this. A slim chance at best, but a chance nonetheless. "I don't think we should hide." Chrono said, pausing long enough to look at Aria's bracelet. "Nor should we leave anyone behind. If the Light Chaser really does have tabs on you, then what's stopping him from showing up now to take Aria. The fact that he hasn't means that he must be waiting for something or the right moment. Then let's use that to our advantage, use this time to get strong enough so that we can deal with this." Taking in a breath, Chrono concluded with. "Besides, I'm not going into hiding until I know where my sister is and that she's safe."
Chrono sighed in relief when the Demon Tower had broke apart before them. He was more so glad that his very risky plan had actually worked out and not gotten them harmed in the process. "Yeah, let's not." It was easy for him to agree to the idea on not doing this ever again. The others seemed to be okay as well given that their lifeboat was still afloat and he'd heard Jim's victory cry. Now they just needed to get back onto the ship before anyone noticed that the lifeboats were gone.
Username: CrackedMoksha Name: Maira Kaiser Age: 24 Appearance: !Oro! Personality: She's rational and tolerant. Of course she's also selfless, objective and intuitive, but in smaller doses and they're often spoiled by habits of being a bit of an air head as well. Her curiosity though, this is what she's most popular for. There are many times when friends count on this and her resourcefulness in times of need. Nobody's perfect of course and Katie has plenty of character faults too. Her curiosity has sometime gotten the better of her, fortunately this is usually while back at the guild hall. Fortunately her tolerance usually softens the worst of it. Brief History: At the age of 14, Maira had started working as a bounty hunter as a way to make some extra cash. She had taken on a few minor jobs and had a pretty successful track record thanks to her magic. The next job that she had taken was an odd one 'Investigate the guild master of Divine Rose and find out the secret to her power' Jobs such as these were not commonplace, but with a reward like that was being offer there would be no complaints from her. Maira took this job and set out to learn about the guild master. The end results were, well, not at all what she or anyone else would expect. First off she didn't see anything that really made her a threat and second her curiosity got the better of her here, leading Maira sticking around for longer than she had planned. Still she was technically on the job and it wasn't like anyone else could claim it since she took the flyer with her when she left. Magic Type Used: Re Equip: The Gunner Main Spells/Abilities for Said Magic: ┞Re Equip: Silver Shooter - Summons her default weapon, a set of silver six shooter and can pierce through armor with a well placed shot. ┞Re Equip: Phantom Shooter - Summons a set of double barrel six shooters. These shoot at a faster rate compared to the Silver Shooter and while lacking some of the power, they make up for it in speed. ┞Re Equip: Destroyer - Summons a bazooka like weapon. totting the highest destructive force out of all of her weapons, she brings this out when something really needs to be taken down. ┞Re Equip: Tactical Rifle - Summons an high powered sniper rifle for when dealing with long range targets. Taboos/Weakness for Said Magic: ┞While she can wield her weapons without her armor, it wont be as effective as a result of the recoil most of them have ┞Her armor makes it harder for her to notice anything sneaking up behind her Magic Item(s)?: A suit of armor that makes it easier to handle the recoil of her weapons. Other: She wears her armor 90% of the time, the 10% being when she's either in her room or feels like it.
Username: CrackedMoksha Name: Zephyr Siegend Age: 18 Appearance: !ORA! Personality: Zephyr is a fairly reserved individual. He’s fairly observant and only speaks his mind when he feels that he should. Can be over confident at times, namely when it comes down to fighting and has a biting off more than he can chew as well as trying to shoulder entire burdens on his own. Brief History: Spoiler Zephyr had an unfortunate upbringing as a child with him having no memories of his father and his mother’s passing when he was 2 thus leaving him with just his older sister to take care of him. The head of the village in which he lived him did assist in raising him as did the other residents of the village. The burden that his sister faced was somewhat made easier for a duration, but it did naught to help how Zephyr was unable to fully control his magic and was often bullied for it. Given that it was only three people that were bullying him, Zephyr didn’t stand for it and often (on a near daily basis) got into fight against them. He won said fight, some bruises here and there, but he held his own pretty well given that each battle was a three on one. Word of this reached his sister and she did scold him at first for getting into another fight. She did offer to help teach him how to control it following her scoldings though. A surprise for sure, but not something that he didn’t turn down. At the age of twelve instead of heading back home for another training session, he instead had taken a detours an old abandoned shrine on the outskirts of the village. Recently he’d heard talks about something being there. Something that stuck out like a sore thumb and his curiosity had been peaked. Upon arriving, it was easy to see what it as that everyone was talking about. In the middle of the shrine was a fixture oddly in the shape of a hand. The more he looked at it, the more it indeed looked like a hand. A sudden spell of lightheadedness befell him after taking another step closer towards the hand. As the lightheadedness grew and the world around him turned to black, the last thing that Zephyr saw was the hand like object moving. When he next awoken he wasn’t in the shrine, but instead he was in the clinic in a room all to himself. The sudden change in scenery was both odd and confusing, even more so was how he couldn’t remember how it was that he had gotten here. He was covered in some cuts and bruises, but nothing severe. Zephyr exited his room and made his way onto another room that happened to be close by. The sight that he saw in the room was his sisters injured body. Her legs were broken and there was a fair amount of doctors doing everything that they could to keep her stable. The sight was forever engraved into his eyes as he collapsed onto his knees. In the following days, things seemed to only get worse for Zephyr. It had been revealed that a demon had gotten free from the shrine and cause a solid amount of destruction to the village. It was still standing, but a fair amount of lives were lost. On top of all that, the magic that had resulted in all this was Zephyrs. When word of this had gotten out, it wasn’t long for more people had started to turn on him and started treated him like an outcast. Through intervention of the village head, things didn’t turn out as bad as they could’ve. However from that day onward Zephyr was treated like an outcast. For two years he endured this, shutting himself away from others in his room as his sister recuperated and did his as much research on the demon that had caused all this without having to leave his house. The daily voices and shouts he heard both inside his head and outside his home were already bad enough for him to have to deal with. Then one day he’d made the decision to leave, figuring that by leaving he’d be less of a burden on everyone. His decision had lead to him meeting his soon to be teacher who would help in his learning to control his magic, how to fight with a sword, as well as give him a small bit of information regarding his father. He was taught a fair bit on controlling his magic, discovering his limits during their training before leaving with the hopes of finding more regarding his father. Eventually after parting ways with his teacher, he found his way to Divine Rose and spent the next two years there. Magic Type Used: Memory Make Main Spells/Abilities for Said Magic: ┞Memory Make Armament: Creates either a piece of armor or a full body set ┞Memory Make Blade: Creates additional swords for him to fight with ┞Memory Make Enchant: Further strengthens his magic by adding alterations to his already formed magic. ┞Memory Make Wyvern’s Flare: Creates a small flaming wyvern that gives his creations a flaming attribute depending on what it decides merge with. Taboos/Weakness for Said Magic: ┞Zephyr can used up to two combinations of his magic at one time. Anymore starts to cause pain throughout his body. ┞If anything should interrupt the flow of magic, a painful rebound will experience and render on of Zephyr’s limbs numb. The length of time for them to be usable again depends on the severity of the rebound. ┞Overuse of his magic can lead to Zephyr becoming quickly fatigue and it harder for it to focus on his magic. Magic Item(s)?: Zephyr wears a set of dual Kodachi’s on his back that he can use to either fight with, should he not use his magic, or as a medium to focus his magic in. Other: He wears a bracelet with an emblem on it has his good luck charm.
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This wasn't working not the way Chrono had hoped it was. A drawn out battle like this was turning into wouldn't lead to any victory for them. Chrono got back onto his feet after receiving yet another attack from the Demon Tower and he noticed how they moved. It was swarming, but there seemed to be a central point that they grouped around. Maybe by attacking there, they could cause this whole this to disperse. This idea was risky and to be honest Chrono didn't want to take said risk, but it could but an end to this battle. Take must've noticed that he had this idea and they both nodded in understanding towards one another. "Advance!!!" Keyblade armed and aimed towards the demon tower, Chrono braced himself for the inevitable impact. Bolts of lightning shot out of his keyblade and struck the horde first. Agitating them and the retaliation was quick. Some attacks were blocked by Chrono and he waited til he was close enough to deliver a power strike with all of his might poured into it. HP: 15/35 AP: 0 MP: 1
A clearly agitated horde swarmed at them once again and struck the boat. The variety of heartless clawed at him as well as the boat. "It's fine." Chrono gave Take a quick thumbs up to affirm his words, then turn his attention back towards the heartless swarm. At present he didn't like getting closer to them, but he could feel the magic flowing back through him as Take sailed them through the orbs that had fallen, making it a fair trade off. His keyblade charged with sparked once more as the bolts were sent flying towards the Demon Tower. "Thunder!" HP: 24/35 AP: 20 MP: 9
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The two lifeboats were on their way towards the heartless swarm just as the former had turned its attention towards them. Despite the various scratches and marks placed against the ship, it was still holding together. Even more so it wasn't enough to throw any of them off balance and fall off of the boat. The mere idea of that scared Chrono a lot more than the swarm of heartless did. Annoyed Chrono clicked his tongue, they were too far away to be struck by his keyblade. His keyblade appeared with the flick of his wrist and the tip charged with electric sparks. "Thunder!" Keyblade aimed at the swarm, lightning struck forth towards them. HP: 30 AP: 20 MP: 12 (6? Damage done, not sure how this works atm)
Weaselton was not happy to be dealing with more cops, a fact that was made pretty clear right off the bat. The fact that he'd mentioned the names of not only one of the people that they were looking for, but both of them was very suspicious for all of 5 seconds. Those five seconds had ended with Weaselton stating that they were the third group to interrogate him. Were interrogations supposed to go like this? Somehow Kel pictured them to be more...organized. Kel attempted to speak, mainly to stop him from ranting on any further, when a couple of gold watches fell from Weaselton's person. If it had just been the watches then maybe the only thing that Kel would've said was 'Are they going to be okay'. The wallets falling however lead to an awkward silence between them. He may not have known what a parking ticket was, but he had a general idea on what a wallet was and more importantly, none those faces matches his at all. "Wait, get back here!" Kel was the first one to take off after their new person of interest.
Chrono hadn't really gotten all that far away from where he had started walking, instead he'd stopped to look at the starry sky as they flew past it. It was a nice sight and one he never thought he'd ever see. It was nice and pretty distracting from the variety of things going on in his mind. Then Aria had come running by and informed them of a crowd of heartless on the side of the deck. That had prompted Chrono to look at the side of the ship, spotting the various shadow heartless moving about on the side. He'd chased after Aria after seeing this. Something like this wasn't good, nor was it a good idea to leave it unchecked. Upon arriving, he'd caught the tail end of what Take had said. "Getting who to help us?"
Chrono waited with his arms crossed for the rest of Illiana's explanation. He wasn't sure how his one question about whether or not she had a sibling ended up being more personal than all the questions she had asked him. At first his answer was very much not helpful in regards to clearing stuff up. Maybe he should've asked about her umbrella instead, he had a lot of questions regarding how she just shoved a table, chairs and tea set into said umbrella. A sight that had caused him to raise his eyebrow. When Illiana had spoken next, Chrono had actually gotten some decent information from her. It wasn't much, but certain more than what he was getting earlier. "That's more than enough." At the very least Chrono could understand not wanting to recall certain memories, he would at least not press for any further questions this time. Chrono uncrossed his arms and started to walk around. Maybe a clue as to who cut the rope Mister Arrow was tied to would appear while he did so,
The silence that had preceded Illiana's answer was the most surprising part while the answer itself was a letdown for sure. Answers and reactions like the one he was given were the main reason behind him going further with the questions that he'd asked. He couldn't help it that he was a curious guy, especially when it came to none straightforward answers or ones that seemed to be hiding something. Hearing her question for him had cause Chrono to sigh. Now she was asking the more borderline personal questions to him. "Self defense, there's something I need to do and I want to make sure that I can handle it myself." He explained briefly, pausing slightly then adding. "I could go into details, but you'd have to share more about you younger sibling."
There was a lot to Illiana's world, a lot more than he had been expecting. Monarchy, sister worlds, a lot more complex than the simple idea that he had in mind. He figured that it being peaceful and tranquil was good enough for him. Upon it being time for Illiana to ask him her next question, wasn't expecting another question about his sister. He probably should've thought given the way that this was going. "A sister complex? No, I don't have a sister complex." He was quick to deny that upon realizing what she meant by that, there was even a have way to further his statement. The reason that they seemed to be so close to one another had nothing to do with it being a complex and it was not a reason he was going to share if not asked. "Now that that's cleared up, for my question. Do you have any siblings?"
