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"I wonder where our other members are?"

 

Vox smirked. "Where have I read this before? A friendship thats so dangerous, it shouldn't be happening." He crossed his arms, placing some blades into a data transfixer with a clone. Or was it?
"And to answer your question, I have been studying your conversations and reactions. You really miss him."
He spat. "Like XIII, and VIII, but this friendship of yours is unhealthy. Unlike Roxas and Axel, they were part of the same organization. This, your putting in front of you artificial feelings in front of your work."
That is not how its done, he thought.

 

Xeol looked noticing how stupid his action were. He sighed then he pulled out an chain that had a key then he walked over to his locked chest to open it then he held up a golden shield "i know i should be responsible im second in command for cyin out loud but" he said then looked at the golden shield "him and i faught in the under dome it was a tie him and i split the prize Gex has the solide gold sword and ever since we fought protectin each other" he said to vox while he looked at it

 

Vox nodded drammaticaly, pretending to not care.
Information is all I need, he thought.
That gold shield...
"The underdomes reward is something that you've lost. Which one of you lost the tools of war?" He asked, another...clone? typing in entrance keys.

 

Xeol laid the shield down then looked at vox "i may have lost the tool of war but i got the tool of tracking" he said with a smirk then he clossed his eyes focussing on the dagger he left behind then it levitated then struck Gexnail in chest then it turned into fog then the fog enterd Gexnail's wound then he let it fuze into the grave diggers bones he oppend his eyes with a smile facing vox "oh voxy i left a dagger can u use the tracking devise you created to find it for me" he said with a smile

 

Gex began to scratch his wound.

"So everything is working out as I had hoped."

 

"Depends." One of his clones said.
"I'd need to take a portion of your power and scour the worlds for another one like it."
"A portion of your power would be needed to hold the fog into the machine."
All of the..Voxtircs said.

 

Xeol smiled then he reached his hand forward then fog swirled in his palm "dont worry i already made my dagger turn into fog and at this moments its in Gexlion" he said with smile

 

"You'd need to place a bit of your power into the machine." Voxtirc said, pushing his glasses up with his pinkey. Otherwise, I can't track it." Voxtric continued. "The essence of magnets."

 

Xeol walked over to the machine then he placed the fog inside "there you go genius" he said smiling

 

"Entirely genious." One of his clones said, starting it up.
ooc: ok now where does the enemy live??

 

OOC: With it being me and Legion a room in a seperate dimension or a space station are likely. Honestly though I don't care and I doubt Legion does. So you can say just about anywhere.

IC: Mixt had moved the dagger to a box that looked almost like a small microwave. Through a strip of glass on the door you could see various colors of light passing through. "Now if I can just find the right energy signal we may be able to negate the spirit stamp on it and make it into pure steel instead of fog steel."

 

Xeol could feel something not right "somebody is messing with my energy signal ill teach them what happens" he said while h clossed his eyes focussing on the dagger making it turn back into fog but he made the fog cloude haves spikes then he focused harder making the spiked cloude grow

 

the spikes we not able to penetrate the titanium casing but was putting massive strain on the lock. Mixt held it shut with telekinesis and began to search through his materials for something to strengthen the seal.

 

Xeol still focused on the cloude making it grow then he made the fog splite into 3 spiked cloudes of the same size then made them grow

 

Gex assisted with his own telekinesis.

"Don't worry. tho conservation of mass law states that he can't make any more. Quick, break the stamp!"

 

Mixt pulled out a welding torch and began to seal the chamber "The machine is working at it's maximum potential. Any faster and it won't accurately record the energy wave needed" Once the weld was complete Mixt summoned called his armadillo and placed it on top of the chamber to increase support with its power.

 

Xeol knew he could not split it any more he focused on the spikes making them grow bigger and sharper "i dont want them to discover my element secrets" he said to himself focussing

 

"How much longer?"

 

ooc: oh yeah plus my character asked you a question, who lost the tools of war, the shield and the sword so you can get it back in the reward of the underdome.