Hey I thought you were grounded? Silly boy, tricks are fo da kiddies! I missed you.
Xara Xara sat perfectly still as Keyxl interrupted the testing. She scowled briefly but felt a familiar presence. Even though she saw nothing, she could feel her old master overseeing how Discord faired. It was expected. Though she'd left before finishing her training and became a Keyblade Master in another world, one much more depressing and empty. The Keyblade Graveyard. She almost shuddered at the memory of the place. It was all she had left to remember but she could at least remember that. Xara suppressed the urge to stand and violently attack this intruder who'd so rudely not addressed her by name. She had to remember that no one knew she was a Master. Time would estabish a reputation for herself. Xara looked over at Master Xehanort to see if he was actually considering leaving the test to commence in his absence to speak with a boy she didn't know. He obviously knew Xehanort or so it seemed by the way he addressed him. She didn't want to hold her tongue. Xehanort was crucial to her plans as well and if this boy was theatening her plans, she'd have to eliminate him. Xara's hands clutched the armrests of her chair instead of summoning Superstition to lob off his head. World: Land of Departure Location: Throne Room Interaction: Keyxl, Xehanort, Eraqus, Terra, Aqua, Ven, Discord and Unknown
Reaper couldn't believe Garth was leaving them to the hands of this psychopath. Reaper ran to Mya's side on the floor, "Mya..." He stood and snarled at Havoc, "Hey that's not fair, hitting a girl! She said we don't know where they are, so we don't! You only want to know because your master has ordered you to want to know. To him, you're nothing but a dog to sic on his enemies!"
Xenree panicked as the dark corridor closed as Mage clung to her. *inside the realm of darkness* Xenree shook off Mage rather roughly, "You shouldn't have followed me here! This isn't a game anymore Mage! I have a serious job to do and now you won't have anyone but yourself to rely on out here. We can't go back there to get Rita or Reita! They're gone and now you're stuck with me!" Xenree covered her face under her hood with a gloved hand and groaned, "What am I to do? I have to collect those hearts or..." She refused to finish that sentence. She had to go on, with Mage tagging along or not. Hopefully she'd meet someone else she could pawn her off on for at least a little while. Xenree didn't want Mage to see how she would negotiate with the people she needed to meet.
Garth was loosing his patience as he scowled at her, "Are you saying, none of the assassin's know anything involving them? Not even...Zane?!" Reaper rolled before Garth's foot could crash down on his ribs, "I don't know anything. All I've been ordered to do was to kill you. That's my mission and my goal." He stumbled as he stood, "Why don't you give it up Garth. You'll never find the pieces of Eden, our ancestors hid them much too well for your likes to find them." His sassy remark earned him Garth's open palm striking him upside the head. Garth shook his head once, hard to clear the thought of killing Zane right there and now and moved to the door, "Havoc, I leave them to you. If you get any information out of them, your reward will be whatever you so desire. The life of the girl," he jerked his chin at Mya, "Wealth, a promotion, anything. The pieces of Eden matter so much that you can ask your price this time. I don't care if you have to break their bones, just get them to talk!" Garth slammed the door shut, leaving Reaper and Mya to Havoc.
Luce's gear and other things the others needed to pack were always in her car. Wherever she went, she was ready for anything. She glanced at Tatum, sucked in a deep breath and decided to be nice, she was only asking a question and it wasn't dumb like something a human would ask her. She removed the cold from her voice as she spoke to her, "It's a pretty long drive," she stopped and checked her phone, "Correction, it's a really long drive." Luce entered the coordinates into her GPS and started the ignition. Her car purred like a kitten and she smiled, "You can plug that into my car if you want. I don't mind. You hear a lot of different music on the streets, so I doubt your taste could offend me." She gave her a friendly wink. Luce wasn't a bad person, she just struggled getting along with crowds of people, but singles she could do. She was still part human. She could act like it. Luce pulled out after Klad and the others. Luce hesitated slightly, "So, Tatum, do you think you'll like Minnesota?"
Garth closed his eyes and shook his head, "Wrong answer." He stood and gripped Reaper's collar, pulling him out of reach of Mya and punched him in his freashly stitched wound. Reaper would've crumped to the ground had Garth not had such a tight grip on his collar. He was momentarily unconscious from the pain and took a shallow breath. He tried not to make any noise, but a scream of pure agony escaped his pursed lips. Garth dropped him and kicked him in the side, making him writhe in pain, "You see my dear, I'm not going to kill you just yet. Only, it'll be a much faster death for you and your poor boyfriend here if you just tell me where they are."
Reaper remained standing, glaring at Garth. Garth's smile faded, "Please, sit. I only want a few answers. Surely you can give me that Zane, you--" Reaper growled, "That's not my name anymore." Garth raised one eyebrow in curiosity, "Oh, it's not now is it? Well you are still Zane to me so please, if you don't mind, I was asking a very important question." He waited until Reaper had sat beside Mya. "Very kind of you. Now, you two will tell me what you know of the Pieces of Eden."
Reaper kept his breathing calm so he wouldn't break any stitches with how nervous he was of being in the same room with Garth and not have him trying to kill him, but it wasn't too late for him to try to kill him yet. Garth stood from the sofa he sat at, "Greetings, young assassins. I suspect you already know who I am, yes? I am Garth McHugh, Templar Consipirator and so far the only one who's even come this close to an assassin without being threatened." he laughed and offered them a cheery smile, even though it was all practice, "Ah, yes, the reason you are here. I wanted to ask you something." He gesutred for Havoc to lead them to a seat in a few chairs around a low table.
Oh nooooes, not the red ring of death! That has gotten to me several times. Now I growl at it when it tries to mess with me. No one messes with a Gears of War gamer! I will challenge you to a chainsaw duel and saw your head off and then curb stomp your brainnnnnzzz! *Insert evil laugh here*
Yeah, everybody loves hugz! Except for me...not! *Hugz for everyone!* I should go to be before I say something completely crazy. Or someone mentions chocolate...whoops...CHOCOLATE!!!!! *freakout* cookie?
OOC: Nite. BIC: Reaper shut his mouth and thought hard about what kind of questions Garth would want to know from the both of them. He came up empty as they arrived at Garth's rooms.
Reaper blinked and walked slowly beside Mya. He glanced over at her and gave her questioning look. He turned his attention to Havoc, "What kind of questions? I don't have anything else to say to Garth other than that he can drop dead."
Reaper jerked when he heard Havoc's voice, "Mya? What's happening?! Mya!" He ran to his door and pounded on it, "Hey leave her alone, she's just a girl! Why don'cha come pick on some one your own size!" He rammed his shoulder into the door, it didn't budge and he fell over grimancing in pain. "Mya..."
Reaper wanted to laugh at himself for thinking otherwise. "It would've happened in time. This isn't really a conversation I want to have through a wall though. I should be able to see you. Y'know, speaking from the heart requires being able to see the center of your affection." He forced himself not to apologize for sleeping with that nurse but he was a guy and guys had needs. Reaper leaned against the wall heavily and slumped to the floor with a loud clatter of his broken armor being pulled off. Reaper breathed easier without all his armor. If it was broken, there was no use in wearing it.
OOC: No, not really. I'll explain in a PM since I don't want to give away something I have in mind for her.
OOC: Sweetness. (yeah I know no one uses that word anymore XD) BIC: Xenree opened a dark corridor in the empty space. She was surprised this didn't drain her of energy. She stepped into it and looked back at Mage, "I'm going to miss you. Be good for me, I'll see you again."
OOC: S'kay. BIC: Reaper smiled, that was something new. "Well, I just didn't want it to get wierd between us. I did think we were going to die so..." He didn't know how to go on. He'd taken women's virginity, but never stolen a first kiss. He felt like a little boy now, all giddy and strangly happy. He reached to touch his pendent and remembered Garth had smashed it when his fingers didn't touch the cold metal of the chain. Garth watched Havoc leave, he hoped he could get information from them. Killing Zane would be a shame, it had become his daily hobby to wonder about him.
Why does this sound like a dirty conversation? I'm getting a very perverted image here...best not think about it. Ah, somebody shoot me before my eyes start to bleed. XD haha.
I was going to say. I saw that show and it was about when everybody in the world suddenly like blacked out. The show centers on a few people who saw visions of the future that was different than the life they were living. Some of them fought to make that vision come true while others tried to prevent it. I never really got into it.
