Beuce finally adjusted to his new aquatic body and managed to get the hang of swimming. This might even be an experience he could translate to land if he tried. Following Ariel to the palace of "King Triton", he was met with the elderly looking merman who seemed to scold his daughter for wanting to interact with surface dwellers. She, understandably, didn't take that very well. Beuce kind of understood xenophobia, coming from the background he did, but that didn't mean he liked what was going on here. It often came from misunderstanding outside forces. Speaking of which, the king turned his attention to them and accused them of being harbingers of ruin and destruction. He pointed his trident at them and it began to glow. Being fairly well versed in magic, he could tell that it was an unbelievably powerful artifact. Having it aimed at him with its user seemingly itching to pull the trigger almost made Beuce instinctively summon his keyblade, but if he did negotiations would instantly fall through. Well, "negotiations" was a bit of a strong word for what was happening. It was more like a game of "piss off the king and hope we don't turn into fish sticks". "You're not wrong that where the keyblade goes, chaos is always right there with it. You had it a little backwards though. We don't pass through and bring chaos with us, we follow chaos and destruction to protect people like your daughter from it. We got washed here by a storm, but I don't think it was an accident we ended up where we did. If we got here by sheer circumstance, where one of the princesses of heart are, then something major is probably about to happen to your daughter. She doesn't seem to being on speaking terms with you right at this moment, and unless that trident is as powerful as all of us put together, I wouldn't bank on it being able to protect her." Beuce was staring it down. He wasn't exactly sure the exactly level of its power, but it was probably at least as powerful as a keyblade. "I don't know how much you know about the keyblade and the current status of things, but there's been some pretty bad things that have happened recently. It seems like we're just about the last line of defense against it. If you value the safety of your kingdom here, your daughter, and probably your own life, I'd suggest you take all the help you can get." Beuce said firmly, hoping it wouldn't prompt his immediate sentence to fish stickification.
Beuce was admittedly a little surprised to see Karina, but just let out a small relieved sigh and smiled at her. "What took you so long? I was expecting you back by the time we hit the last world." He joked. He was a little worried about the others that had been on the boat with him, but he was still glad to see that at least some of them were alright, and that Karina was back with them. He didn't say much on the Aux matter, as he wasn't sure he entirely trusted him. Yet, he also hadn't interacted with him much since he lost his remnant and wasn't under No Heart's control. He clumsily swam over to where Aux and the natives to the world were. "We're uh, from across the tide. We got swept away by a storm and ended up here." He said to the young mermaid. It wasn't even entirely a lie either. "If you could help us find our way around here, or even tell us where we are, It'd really help us out."
Beuce struggled fiercely through the waves as the crashed against him. It was little more than a hopeless struggle, but he wouldn't quit nonetheless. As a particularly large wave rolled overhead and crashed into him with what seemed to be the entire ocean, he was pulled helplessly down beneath the tide. He summed his keyblade and thrust it forward, flashing out of reality and cutting upward through the water in an attempt to reach the surface, but he was too deep. With the waves increasing in their force he was only pulled back down the distance he covered, and he was beginning to run out of breath. His vision began to fade, and despite all his protests, his body began to give out on him without oxygen. Finally, he couldn't keep himself conscious any longer. The next thing he knew, he wearily awoke, sure that he was dead and in some sort of afterlife. Though he still felt his body fairly clearly, so it wasn't like he was in some sort of spirit form or anything. He swept his tail to push himself upright and shook his head. It was at this point he realized he had a tail. He snapped awake and looked down to realize he was now half fish, and could now breathe underwater. Only then did he hear a shout from a voice he never thought he'd be glad to hear. Swimming over he caught a glimpse of three of his companions. At least, he recognized two of them, and the third seemed to be familiar with them. "Hey, glad to see you guys made it off the island alright."
"Well, I guess the cat's out of the bag.." The man muttered to himself as the other members of the black coats witnessed what he did. Koa yelled and asked him why, but Luther just sighed. "I'm under new management. I was taken into custody by Nequa and offered the choice of dying or joining her. This group had never done anything but bicker and argue, and it was led by an emotional wreck of a girl. I didn't really see much of a choice, and now it's too late to go back." Luther looked around at the crumbling arena, then back to Koa. "We don't really have a lot of time to chat, but imagine I'll be seeing you again." Luther didn't respond to Datsgir, as the area was becoming more and more unstable and he didn't care to die due to a collapsed building. So, the man ran after Alex through the portal and back to Nequa's lair.
Beuce shook his head when Elsa asked if there was anything else they needed. "We should be good from here. We'll get her back. You just need to worry about running your kingdom. You should probably also get that duke arrested for hiring someone to assassinate you and all." The keyblade master walked over to Faust. "You know, there's a fight to be fought still. We could use your help in the long haul, if you're willing to come with us." He said, offering his glass arm out for a handshake to the man. "It's not often we find keyblade masters that are still around after Central Haven. We'd be grateful to you."
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Beuce glared at Mortimer. He didn't really quite understand how he got out of wasteland, or how he became what he was now, but it was clear that they weren't going to be able to beat him in his current state. It was best to try to avoid a conflict right now, and maybe figure out a way to deal with him later. Beuce didn't say a word to him despite the taunts and the fact he'd managed to kidnap the princess they were protecting from under their noses. Beuce sighed after the mouse was gone. "We'll do everything we can. It's our job as masters. I'll be honest, the reason we even came to that party was to protect you and your sister, but it looks like we've kind of messed that up. Not to mention we're more or less stuck here." Beuce said, before looking up to avoid sounding increasingly more cynical. "We just need to figure out a way to get off world and we can probably track him down and get Anna back."
It seemed like there were a thousand events all unfolding at once, and Luther barely had time to process any of it. Alex had produced his void disc and failed to take out Shiro. Things were falling apart quickly, and they didn't have a lot of time to react. If he helped take out Shiro, it would out him and his true intentions instantly. Instead, he'd fulfill his own task. Sending an illusion forward to run at Charlie, Luther broke away and produced the void disc from his pocket. His darted as quickly as he could toward the blue haired girl while still under the cover of his misdirection. "Sorry about this. It's nothing personal, but it's my job." The swordsman said from behind her. The moment she turned around, he pressed the device against her cheek and sealed her fate.
Beuce used Thunder Bell on Shadow
Beuce used strike raid on Interceptor
Beuce used judgement on Shadow and interceptor
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Beuce used Thunder Bell on Interceptor
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Beuce had, for the most part, remained more or less silent throughout their journey up the mountain. He'd partaken in the battle against the ice golem, but it hadn't been a particularly large threat. It did however, serve as a measure of Elsa's magical powers. They were slightly weaker than his own in terms of overall strength, but seemingly far more specialized in ice and thus, could do significantly more in that category. Once they reached the Ice palace, they had a brief conversation with Elsa. Evidently, she didn't even know she'd plunged the world into winter. He reached his hand into his pocket. Was he even really qualified to teach someone about magic? He didn't partake in the question, lost in thought. He'd arrived at a solution, and no sooner than he opened his mouth to speak, a stranger arrived. He seemed to immediately threaten them for standing between him and Elsa. The master summoned his dual ended keyblade into his hand and pointed it at the strange masked man. "I hate to tell you, but i'm afraid she's under our protection." A steel grey light began to envelope him as he went into his blade aura, ready to defend the queen of arendelle from her would-be assassin.
Beuce's Loadout Job: Ranger Keyblade: Oathkeeper Accessory: Apprentice Sash Skill Commands: Fox Taser Thunder Bell Strike Raid Curaga Thundaga Aqua Splash Reluctancy Judgement Abilities/Limits: Auto Aura 1 (10/45) Second Wind (14/45) Lucky Lucky (17/45) MP Haste (20/45) Second Chance (24/45) Reload Boost (28/45) Damage Syphon (31/45) Mystic Aura (35/45) Ranger (45/45)
Beuce was already wearing a jacket, but it wasn't a terribly thick one. It was more for decorative purposes, as most suit jackets were. If they were to get up that mountain, they'd need more protective clothing. Beuce perused the selection of winter garments the shop had to offer until he found something he liked. Though a thought struck him as he was looking through them. It was really odd that this store was selling winter clothing. They were in the middle of summer right before this. I mean sure you'd need warm clothing to climb a mountain any time of year, but this mountain didn't seem to be that impossibly high as to reach incredible colds. It looked like you could climb it on foot in a matter of a few hours, tops. In the summer it was probably too warm to even snow. Plus, even if it were, there couldn't be that many people climbing the mountain as run a sustainable business off selling clothing for it, right? Beuce let go of the oddity of this store's wares and the sheer coincidence of it all once he was done. They had to focus more on the task at hand.
Beuce shook out the cold from the blizzard. He didn't exactly know who this new addition was, but he shook his hand. Beuce, slightly confused, took the handshake and returned it. Apparently his name was Faust. "Beuce." He replied. He shook his head at AJ when asked if he found anything. "Not much. The blizzard was too dense to get far. Though, from higher up I could see a lot of ice forming all at once. I couldn't make out what it was, and it was still forming, but I'd be that's where we'll find our princess." Before he had a chance to say much else, Ignis brought up the fact that Faust was going to follow them into dangerous territory. Faust, however, countered this point by revealing that he too was a keyblade wielder. This immediately raised a few red flags for him. There were a lot of vagrant keyblade wielders that weren't part of the order or their academy on central haven. Hell, their group was mostly comprised of them. But that didn't rule out the possibility of him being sent after them by No Heart. Beuce narrowed his eyes at Faust, almost wanting to ignore Anna's "Command" and refuse the help, but he sighed. "Alright. Lets go. We are going to need warmer clothes unless we all want to huddle around Ignis like a walking campfire."
Luther watched from the back as the black coats all ran forward to assault Charlie. Seeing as he was a member of the red society himself, he wondered if Nequa would honestly mind if he took down Charlie. He didn't want to without a Final Fantasy to gain his element, but now wasn't the best time, and waiting for the moment to take him out would be too greedy and likely cost him his life. He briefly thought about revealing his new element, but glanced over to the girl to the side of him. Two including Charlie huh...? Luther fiddled with the small disc in his pocket. That'd probably be able to get through his defense. He drew his sword and glanced over to Alex, the one who held the other. With blinding speed Luther lunged out toward Charlie, breaking away at the last second and opening distance while an illusion of him finished the lunge. While Luther was only out of sight for a moment as the image took his place, it gave him the appearance of doing something of a hit and run tactic. If he could get a chance to relay a message to Alex, he'd kill two birds with one stone.
