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Karina quickly countered Glens Gravity magic with some of her own, like he had done so many times before. She caught a glimpse of him before he used blend to transform. Next thing she knew he was a baby. "Don't be an ******* Glen." Karina said unimpressed by his transformation. Karina wasn't stupid enough to not think that he didn't have something else planned. To be careful she used Barrier surge to attack the baby sitting on the ground in front of her. To anyone on the outside she would look like a horrible person but she knew that behind that innocent skin was a not so innocent being... Glen. That jerk had a few things to answer for with her.

Karina uses aerial slam.

No one. I am a horrible choice for captive

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Nevaeh listened closely to the instructions. She didn't fully have a good grasp on everything that was happening but participating in this was her only hope in saving her brother, she had to take it. Once the man at the front was done talking she looked around the crowd at the amount of other people where involved in this as well before following the flow of the crowd. "Um ligh-" Nevaeh was cut short by her servant. "Don't call me that." "So rid" Again cut short. "Don't even call me by my class. Anything you say about me could mean bad news for us. No one is allowed to know my name and class got it? It is a secret the less they know about me the better." Lightning instructed. "Okay got it.. So where are we all going?" Nevaeh finally cot her question out. "To see who our opponents are. We need to know that before we can do anything else." "Right!" Nevaeh said with a smile.

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"Aww come on why won't you show yourself to everyone?" Thomas pleated with his servant. "That would not be the smart move right now." She replied to the boy. Katarina was discussed with who her master was but she had to put up with him. A perverted young boy was supposed to lead them to victory, and a dumb one at that. "But I want to show everyone how Beautiful you are!" He pleaded once again. "I am not discussing this any further." Katarina stated. Thomas looked down at he comand seal. Perhaps... no, this wan't the right time to use it... but maybe... no... He couldn't make up his mind. So he decided to walk with the croud. May as well find out who they where up against then got to his private room, perhaps then he could talk some sense into Katarina.

Yay archery.

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Well here is what Beuce and I did
https://app.box.com/s/03hjiyv3gjbgr37g190q

And here is the... I don't know what to call it... Thing I did myself. Feel free to laugh at it. It isn't good and I know it
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As Tasha sat with her head down she barely heard anything else around her. It was not that she couldn't hear them it was just that their words went through one ear and out the other, nothing really registering in her brain. Well nothing until the smell of smoke whiffed through the air and into her nostrils. Tasha lifted her head slightly to see who was smoking. She was really disappointing to see that it was the Cop. Literally he was the only one there that she fully trusted, but he was smoking, something that Tasha couldn't stand. "Can you put that away.... please..." She said trying to be nice but at the same time she was quite annoyed by the fact that he was smoking. It was the smell that annoyed Tasha. Her dad was a smoker, and the smell of a cigarette always brought back memories of him, which also brought about pain. "Please...." She said again, this time a little more desperate. An image of her father flashed before her eyes, Tasha was doing everything she could to remain calm to the others although inside she was not only panicking but starting to spiral into a depression. Something she really wanted to avoid.

Tasha's eyes where focused on Drake now. Her stare was blank, as if she was staring into space. She was trying to get her mind off of her father but the only thing she could come up with to think of instead was a question? Why did she trust Drake already? That was simple, it was because he was a cop right? But a lot of people where nervous around cops, some didn't like cops. Why did she like them. Again the answer was clear to her. They had always been nice to her. Then why was she thinking about that? Well she needed something to distract her mind, so she would continue playing through the questions answering each one. The questions in her mind started up again. How did she know cops where nice to her and it wasn't just one time? Well when she awoke from her coma many cops came to the hospital to question her about the accident since she was the only one still alive that was there. That brought her to one last question. Why trust and like one outside a specific case. Just a random guy who was in the same situation as she was in? This answer was not as easy. The only thing she could think of was the one cop. There was a young male cop that would check up on her from time to time during the month time that she was awake in the hospital. The only other person besides her brother and the family friends he was staying with to visit. He didn't always come on duty for the case. He had come numerous times to make sure she was okay, allow her to talk. He had become someone she truly trusted, and that was the main reason she trusted cops. Although shortly after she was released from the hospital she had lost contact with him. It was possible he didn't know where to find her anymore. She didn't hold it against him either. But that one cop was the main reason for her being so easily trusting of them.

Turning her head away from Drake at the end of her thought process, Tasha buried her head in her arms once again, hiding her face. Until something new happened she didn't plan to move or talk. She feared that talking would only bring responses from Callum which could quickly cause her to get more depressed. Tasha desperately hope the people who had sent them the letters would arrive soon and just move on with why they where there. The suspense and small talk was killing her.

Welp I haven't edited much this year so here goes nothing.

"Hm never heard of it." Tasha responded. In all honesty she wasn't much of a book person. She couldn't remember the last time she had even picked one up besides a textbook, on the very rare occasion she had spare time, she spent it on the computer, either teaching herself to hack or doing something creative due to lack of creative talent when it came to anything off the computer. "Maybe when we get out of this mess I will have to stop by your book shop and you can show it to me." Tasha said trying her best to be positive. It was the only way her world could go around, staying positive, or at least attempting to, no matter what the situation. If she didn't do that then she may as well be as bad as the boy that seemed to hate everyone and everything.

It was then that another person entered. It was quite clear this one loved his alcohol too much due to what he said when he entered. Tasha considered trying to take the time to talk to him, but she didn't need to in order to gauge what he was like. This man was certainly something, and almost brought a certain amount of joy with him as he walked over to Callum and proclaimed they where best friends. "Good luck with that one...." Tasha realized she didn't know his name so just stopped there. Her focus wasn't on the drunk so much anyways as his, 'new best friend' as he put it. This meant that doing what Tasha was about to do would probably make her more enemies then she needed but at the same time it needed to be done. Someone had to fight back as hard as the boy was fighting if they ever expected to win.

Tasha stood over the depressive boy. There was two ways to go about this next, either hug him, show him love and care and not be mad, or yell back. By the look in Tasha's eyes it was clear the second one was more likely. Although Tasha knew what the better way to go would be she just couldn't bring herself to do it. She had known this boy for less then an hour and he had already begun to get under her skin and slowly rip way stitch by stitch what she had worked so hard to convince herself of and believe in. Tasha was more then fed up. Out of pure emotions she lifted her hand and smacked Callum across the face before speaking. "Look even if you don't see a life worth living now you can always work to make one instead of sitting there in your emo little shell pretending your life is the only one that sucks and there is nothing you can do to make it better. News flash your life isn't the only one that sucks there is just some people out there who make an attempt at making it better. Lastly I am not ridiculing anyone for being depressed. I know it is a mental state but you are wrong when you say you can't do anything about it, because you can. As much as it is a mental state that you can't control, you can find ways to make it easier to go about life. It takes hard work but you can convince that same mind to look at things from a brighter angle. I did! So it is not impossible and don't you dare say it is. And if I deserve to go to hell for looking at the world this way, so be it. I would prefer that then to turn out like you!" Tasha yelled at Callum. She looked as though she was almost about to cry as she finished. "And don't even joke about going near my brother.... I can't stand to see him in the state he is in, I don't need you making him worse." Tasha turned around and took a seat next to Drake, the first time she had sat down that entire time.

Tasha crossed her arms on the table and then proceeded to lay her head in them and simply listen to what everyone else was saying. She was frustrated and didn't know what to do about it anymore. She nearly missed the question that Drake asked. She didn't even notice the robot arms bring in the boxes. "It is better to live a life full of fulfillment then a long life, that being said I would rather have an empty life then leave someone behind that needs me. At this point I can not say I would rather die tomorrow knowing I lived a fulfilling life then live a hundred empty years, but that isn't true. If I died tomorrow then it would leave my brother in a worse place then he is already in and have no one to take care of him so I can't do that. With that in mind I have to say I would rather live a long successful life if it means being there for the ones I care about." Tasha had only lifted her head slightly to talk, just enough so her voice wasn't muffled, but when she was done she laid her head back in her arms.

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Xepphiras was going to go get R when Xero already headed out. This caused Xepphiras to stop and not bother trying to find him, instead she would wait for him to come to her. She stood outside the building for a bit before she head a loud explosion. Xepphiras turned around and ran into the building. The place was a mess and Ananta and Kross had just arrived causing more conflict. "Everyone just stop!" Xepphiras screamed out. "This is ridiculous, there is a war to be fought, can't we all just train instead of fight!" She began yelling. She didn't see a point for all the fighting, they where all allies now, where they not? Though Xepphiras knew that no one would listen to her, that was why she was relieved when R came into the room. She could tell he was angry and she couldn't help but feel at least slightly responsible for everything that was going on. "I'm sorry R...." Xepphiras started. "I was stupid and listened when they told me to practice my magic against the other one when they where trying to train me. That is what caused this fight, it is my fault and I am sorry." Xepphiras hung her head in shame. But as she hung her head she caught a glimpse of someone else with R. He looked slightly familiar, but at the same time not. Xepphiras could not figure out who the man was, but he looked strong.

After Karina went and found both Eon and Eric and told them about the meeting, she herself went towards the meeting area to wait for everyone else. Karina didn't say much to Eon or Eric nor did she wait for them, she wasn't in much of a talking mood anymore. Instead she just completed the task asked of her then went to the place they where to meet and found a spot on the ground to sit and wait.

Karina glared at Glen as he dodged all of her attacks. It was a dick move countering her gravity with his own. Karina couldn't help but laugh when he summoned Mushu. That dragon gave him some attitude before Glen dismissed him due to not doing as he was told. Glen then proceeded to summon two things and charge at her... well four if you wanted to be specific. Although Karina had a good counter for that. She simply used reluctancy. Wagging her finger she spoke. "Ah Ah. Not so fast. Using summons are unfair. We are here to test our strength." Karina said with a small smirk. Her attention was then turned to Eon as he said something and ran after them. His attack on Karina was blocked by an invisible barrier. "Two pieces of advice kid. One if you are going for a surprise attack don't say so before that. Two Observe before jumping in. You should have know that I used reluctancy if you had watched." Karina's words were definitely clear. She looked down at her watch as if she was waiting for something, which she was. "There we go." Karina said as she summoned Mushu. "You like fried chicken Mushu?" Karina asked as she pointed to the three birds. While Mushu dealt with the birds she Ran after Glen but not before casting Gravity on Eon to hopefully hold him off for a moment. Karina decided it was time to try to use another knew skill. Splatter combo. Karina charged up and started her six strike combo.

"COMBAT AMONGST OTHERS IS TRULY INSPIRING. COMMENCE WITH YOUR SPAR!" The booming voice said from beside Karina. Kuma then proceeded to wipe a non existent tear away from under his eye with the back on one of his fingers. "Thank you." Karina said politely before turning to Glen. As soon as Kuma could no longer see Karina's face, her expression changed from one of innocence to a look that would send shivers down Glens spine. She was excited to have this chance to pummel him so an almost evil looking grin spread across Karina's face. "Try to keep up." She said with a wink as she summoned her keyblade.

Karina didn't give Glen time to prepare before starting with her strings off attacks. She first used gravity, then vorpal blitz, a new skill she just learned. She followed that up with gravity a second time, aerial slam, finishing it with a poison edge attack. Although Karina's attacks had a lot of power behind them she wasn't that quick allowing Glen time to dodge or counter some of her attacks given that he was paying attention enough or intelligent enough to do so. She figured both where a bit of a stretch for him, but who knows, stranger things had happened.

The moment the boy that had be staring at her earlier spoke, Tasha knew that she wouldn't like him. His words went against everything she did to keep herself moving forward. She had a certain mindset and it was the only way she was able to hold on to who she was, but this boy too much time with him might break down the year of counseling she could afford for herself. She could not tell if his talk of dying was referring to soon or just sometime in there life, but either way it didn't matter. She was the type of person to live in the moment and not worry about the future. She planned for it but didn't look too far ahead into it knowing things didn't tend to go as planned. Tasha tried to make the best of everyday not letting the harsh world around her effect her too much.

Tasha politely listened to everyone else speak, many having something to say against Callum's comment. With each person who talked she gaged how much that she should trust and get to know each person. Some people she would rather avoid others she might at least make an effort to get to know. Part of making the best of everyday would be attempting at making friends, or at least being nice to certain people. More she avoided them the more of a down mood it put her in. By the end of the introductions Tasha had something to say to everyone of the people there. Some of it was good, some not so much, but at least she was talking. It was better then nothing. With all the guys around her being so quiet and awkward she figured she should at least try to say something. Even if she got into a fight it was better then sitting in utter silence with 4 completely strange guys. Which also brought the question of why she was the only girl there. It seemed that they had all been chosen, it didn't seem like a mass amount of letters sent out, so why them? Why her? By the time those thoughts crossed her mind the room fell silent again giving Tasha a chance to speak her mind.

"Look...." Tasha started as she stood up straight and walked up to Callum, stopping close enough that she would probably make him uncomfortable, in his personal bubble. "I don't know what kind of **** life you had before this and frankly I really don't give a crap. It gives you no right to be rude to everyone else. You can go ahead a mope and be depressed here but you can not make me do the same. I learned to get over that by moving forward and finding the brighter side of everything. Believe there is something better coming, and I will not have you take that away with your depressing attitude. It you don't want to speak to us then don't but don't you dare tell me I can't speak. Look around you! All of us are in this crappy situation together, the least we can do is try to get along and make the situation more comfortable. So what if we do die tomorrow, or in 60 years. It doesn't matter, that doesn't give us the right to be depressed and uncomfortable until that time. It means we have to make the best of what time we have here. Got it? If you don't want to listen to me fine, but keep your crap attitude away from me, I don't want to deal with that.... And if we get out of here stay away from my brother, I would rather you not rub off on him." She finished. Tasha's fists where clenched but she had to let it go and move on. She tucked her long black hair behind her ear as she approached William next.

"From what I observed and deduced of you, I would have to say that you and a cold and calculating person who relies too much on there brain and doesn't trust his emotions much. This would mean you come off as some what rude. I would guess you don't have many friends do you? And I can see why. Although you seemed nice by the end it was nothing more then just something to say based on social implications. Oh and by your own logic this isn't just a speculation it is fact." Tasha said. The girl was quite smart for her age but also quite a smart ass. She could tell William held himself higher then the rest of them intellectually, she was there to rival that. This was all indeed speculation on her part but between her intelligence and the vibes the boy gave off she was fairly confident that she was right.

Next came the cop. At first she didn't think she could trust him but now in comparison to the last two she had just talked to it seemed he was more trust worthy then the them. "Nice to meet you Drake." She said her voice a lot more calm and nice then it had been to the other two, but it was apparent that it was a faked voice. One she used when talking to customers at the coffee shop. Either way it was her attempt at being nice. "So if you are a cop that means we have a good chance at getting out of this alive right? I mean you have people you can contact when we know more?" Her voice was hopeful. She had a feeling that the people who sent the letter would be listening so she didn't expect an answer but this man before her brought a little light to the grim situation. Some hope that she didn't have before. "I would assume that cut on your lip was from a previous job? Well I hope you cleaned it well. You wouldn't want in infection in your lip. That would suck."

Finally Tasha made her way over to the white haired boy who stood against the wall furthest from where she chose to stand. She leaned up against the wall beside him, putting her foot up against the wall behind her. "Damion right? This will get confusing." She said with a slight chuckle. Instead of anger or cheesy customer talk, Tasha actually attempted to talk to Damion like a normal person, make friends with him. He seemed the nicest of the people her age thus far. "So...." She desperately searched for some topic to talk about that might lighten the mood. "You work at a book store, so do you like to read? If so what is your favourite book?" She asked. Tasha desperately hoped that her conversation would not be interrupted by one of the other two boys that she probably managed to piss off. She was hoping that she could have a normal conversation with someone there while they waited for whatever would come to happen next.

Every time someone knew entered the room Tasha looked up only in the slightest to see who else was dragged into this. First a young man, probably close to her age. When entering the room he wouldn't take his eyes off of her, she didn't know why but it freaked her out. Sure the way she dressed was unconventional but she was not the only one ever to dress like that. Either way she brushed it aside and went back to eating. She had turned down her music so she could hear those around her now, just in case the boy said something, thought she doubted he would, he didn't seem social.

She continued to pick at her food keeping her head down, trying to look at anyone but the boy until the next person came in. This one was a few years older then her. He didn't look like he was totally put together, just barely trying. At least Tasha didn't feel too guilty eating the food as this man had grabbed some and started stuffing his face. She figured it was his way of avoiding the situation and others in the room. Tasha didn't feel like she could trust him that much, but it seemed from the sound of the note she would have to learn to. By this point Tasha was fidgeting. With each new person she became more unsure and scared about the entire situation.

The next two where also young like her, each eyeing the food before taking a place in various parts around the room. Everyone seemed to be avoiding each other. No one talking, a few observing the others. But the only sound in the room was the air conditioner making sure that the room was not unbearably hot. Tasha shifted uncomfortably in the silence. She had never liked the silence, gave her too much time to think and her thoughts tended to scare her. They where generally dark and unwanted. "This is horrible...." Tasha started, not knowing where she was going with her comment. "This silence is not making anything better. All it does is make this situation more uncomfortable and depressing then it already is. Some one just say something!" Tasha's voice sounded frustrated, but if you listened more closely it was scared. She was scared of the entire situation and how it would effect her brother. She wondered what would happen to her and if something happened to her how it would effect her brother. He was already struggling with depression, Tasha had to be strong for the both of them. Now it was time to be strong here too. Find a way to break the silence. "I don't know any of you so my name is Tasha.... I work at the coffee shop down the street and am studying to be a forensic scientist...." Tasha made an attempt at introducing herself to the others in order to try to provoke conversation. She was generally not good at conversation and when talking to strangers just went to her scripted customer talk. But now she couldn't do that with a group so she simply took a shot in the dark with the best way to go about talking to these people.

"Where are you going?" The sixteen year old brother of Tasha Rask asked as she finished getting ready. "You can't go to work dressed like that and you don't have school today." "I know. I am going out. Stay here and keep the doors locked. I will be back soon..." Tasha told her younger brother. "I hope..." She added in quietly as she reached for the door of their modest two bedroom apartment. "There is some food in the fridge, finish it if you like, I will go shopping when I pick up my paycheck tomorrow." She instructed once again before finally leaving the apartment, locking the door behind her. Tasha remained outside her apartment for a moment, leaning against the wall to the right of the door as he stomach growled. She had not eaten that day to make sure there was enough food left in the house for her brother, so she was relieved when the letter she got said there would be food, no matter what the circumstance she was getting herself into was. Through the thin wall she could hear her brother pick up his PS3 remote once again and start yelling at the TV like he often did while playing Video games. She had bought him the system last year for his birthday using the last small amount of her inheritance that she had left. Her brother still had some in his name, but she was making him save it for school and not touching it. She had to take good care of her brother for her parents sake. She wanted to finish raising him in a way that would make her parents proud if they where still around.

After a good couple of minutes of just standing against the wall in silence except for her stomach which was still complaining about being hungry, Tasha finally descended down the three flights of stairs that lead to the street. Warm air brushed over her face as she stepped out of the building onto the pavement. The walk to the address indicated on the note was not long, but it was long enough to enjoy the weather. From out of her backpack Tasha grab a walkman, it was a bit old school but she always stayed on the cheap side when getting items for herself. In it was a CD she had listened to a hundred times now. On top of it it was probably the most cliche band imaginable for how she dressed and acted like, Evanescence. Either way Tasha was desperately trying to clear her mind of the fears of what would happen with these notes, where they will lead. She was supposed to be finding these notes and analyzing them for things like finger prints, what hand it was written with, even possibly DNA from someone licking the stamp. Not being caught up in the mystery herself. She was going to be a forensic scientist, she wanted to help stop crime, but now she worried if she would even finish this semester. She couldn't afford to retake a semester, it was too expensive to take another round of all her classes she was taking right now.

Tasha's thoughts faded as she saw the office building near. She nervously looked around for other people before walking up and placing her hand on the scanner pad. "Tasha Rask." She said simply awaiting the door to open. Once open she chose to take the stairs up to the second floor. Once on the second level Tasha fidgeted with her gloves, pulling one up higher and tightening the other. There was no point to this but to keep her hands occupied, just doing something. It didn't matter what. Tasha kept her head down until she found the conference room. Taking a deep breath, she slowly pushed the door open walking into the room. It was large and seemed empty at this time. Tasha's eyes rested on a tray of food. She didn't want to look like a pig and she didn't want to be the one digging into the food first, but she was hungry enough not to care. Tasha crossed the room to the platter of food, grabbed a couple things and put them on a napkin before moving to another more barren side of the room. She leaned against the wall in the corner and kept her head down, and slowly ate her food, waiting for something else to happen.

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Xepphiras simply stood there as both the guys had ignored her. Perhaps it wasn't a good idea to have asked Gexln to train her. Maybe if she had asked someone else, Xero perhaps she would have gotten further. These two where nut cases. That was when Xero showed up and grabbed Gexln by the scar making him stop. After a small lecture she noticed that he was trying to look all sad, perhaps get pity. However this young nobody was getting fed up with everything around her. She walked up to Gexln and smacked his arm with the flat side of the sword. "I thought I could trust you to train me well, but I guess I was wrong. I am going to find R." She said turning her back to all of them. All Xepphiras wanted was to be strong enough to help them win but trying to train with these two clowns made it hard. She now knew one trick, that was it. She didn't even know how to do things as simple as create dark corridors or use a keyblade glider, or armor.

Karina was awaiting Kel's answer when they where interrupted by none other then the dark leader himself. It seemed that they had a way to fight off the agents. "I guess talks over for now." Karina said somewhat disappointing that she didn't get an answer. Karina got up and started walking towards the central area. "Thanks for the talk Kel. I really appreciated it. But you heard the man. I am going to find my husband and my brother. Sooner we can end this war the better." She had of course stopped and turned around to say this. As she turned back to continue walking, a small smile nudged her face. She was feeling a bit better now then she had before. She had to find Eon and apologize to him. She knew she was hurting him earlier. She had to fix that.

R had warned Dawn of the certain death that waited just past the dark portal that stood in her house. In her younger years when she first got this sword she believed nothing could stop her, but now she was out of practice and would only be a burden. But on the other hand she didn't want to stay here any longer if she had no reason to. She had spent hundred of years just cleaning in hopes that her husband came back. And this was not because she loved him persay but because he was the only one she was close to. He was her only form of company, so whenever he was home she wanted to appease him, no matter how long that took. But now there was nothing. "Can you come back for me after?" The woman asked as both Xero and R stepped through the dark corridor. She didn't know if they heard her or if they would be all she could do at that point was hope that they did.

Karina rolled her eyes at Glen as he first questioned Kuma's starting training method, although she already had. Glen then turned around and talked to her. She didn't pay attention to what he said but his shear presence and tone was enough to bother her. Finally Glen outright challenged Kuma. Karina had finished her fifty push-ups and instead of doing more like she planned she stood up instead. She walked up to Glen placing a hand on his shoulder. "Best of luck." She said in an overly sarcastic yet kind voice. "Idiot." She added as she removed her had from his shoulder and smacked him in the back of the head instead. "Your going to need all the luck you can get if you are going to face him. But..." Karina turned to Kuma. "Perhaps I can fight him? You know so you can see our strengths and weeknesses against each other. See us in battle against others around our skill level to decide what needs to be honed more." Karina suggested sounding totally innocent, but in reality there was a lot of pent up rage in her at that very moment looking for an escape and she was hoping that Kuma would allow that to be Glen. She would love to beat him to a bloody pulp as soon as possible. After all, he had simply been a thorn in her side ever since they reached this place. And even in Land of Dragons. In the boss battle he definitely had what was coming to him. Karina stood with her hands clasped behind her back awaiting a response. She could pull off the innocent look pretty well with strangers, it wasn't until you got to know her that you realized what she really was.