The Keyblade War- the Return of Truths

"Go to the med bay, we will arrive at the factory soon" he said going back to his work.

"How many more lives do you need?" Mia asked Mixt.

 

Phisoxa:" No I won't, I'm fine actually I don't need help."
She said, the darkness emanating from the wound was the thing causing the most danger but she failed to realize it's scent. She walked out of the room and headed to her room which was fifteen doors down from Mixt and lay down on her bed. Pretty soon she felt the pain again, it stung terribly.

 

"Since I pushed the limit in my most recent seal I can't afford to do so again. I'll need three more locations with at least 75,000 at each one, being closer to 100,000 would be perfered. So between 225 and 300 thousand." Mixt answered her.

 

Trixis had entered the bridge and stayed in there when they returned to the ship. She still knew nothing about it at all. She sighed and hoped Phisoxa's wound wasn't that bad.

 

Music

"My, Mixt... what are you going to do with all those bodies?" asked Rako who was standing by the entrance. Rako then walked slowly towards Mixt. Should you even try it, Mixt, I'll have to stop you. Thought Rako It would be such a shame to end a would-be hero, but I'll have no choice. Rako then stopped walking and was standing next to Mixt. Without even looking into Mixt's eye's he said "Have you been having fun while I was away?"

 

"You know full well what I'm planning to do Rako. It was you who helped me with the core 15 years ago." Mixt said. "What is going on? What did you see at the Alter of Time? After you went there you disappeared for a while. Missed one helluva fight too."

 

ooc: WHOA! Mixt shouldn't know that much... The thing is that Mixt and the others shouldn't have known that Rako was apart that whole battle (and other side) becuase he was wearing the armor and stuff. (That basically covered his face and stopped people from recognizing him.)

 

OOC: Didn't know that, I'll edit.

 

OOC: LOL, dude, it's okay. I'll edit this post once you edit yours. I'm sorry, becuase I should have clarified that more when I was actually in the suit of armor. (Instead of now)

"I really hate it when that happens!" said Rako pretending like he was upset. "So, is this all that's left of the crew? Just you and this girl..." He said mentioning Mia "... That must have been a bad fight!"

 

"No we've still got everyone. It was a slaughter really but they seemed against killing us. They were using some 'Advanced Armor' as Robbie called it. There were three of them. We recovered Nuthura but she's not here, that gets complicated. Then there was what must of been Torxber but I don't know about the last one..."

 

"That's a shame... I was hoping the rest would have been dead." said Rako. "Oh well..." Rako sighed as he seemed to be bored with the conversation. "So, Where are we headed to now?"

 

"The Factory. For what, I don't know. I don't even know what that place is. Robbie is heading that. I do like where this is going though. I see a war on the horizon. War means death, and death means materials for my Philosopher's Stone."

 

Phisoxa touched the wound with a bit of curaga again and it seemed to hold off the pain for a little bit, the wound however was no ordinary one or it would of have been healed up in a jiff. She pulled herself off the bed and walked down the hallway, at first she was heading towards the lounge but when she heard voices coming from the bridge so she walked over and peeked a little bit through the crack in the door since they had left it open.

 

ooc: Sorry, I completely missed this post.

bic: "All that death for a stone? What good will a stone bring you that an army cannot?" asked Rako

 

"It is the law of Equivalent Exchange. In order to gain, something of equal value must be lost. The reverse is also true. In order to lose something of equal value must be gained. So when you combine the value that each and every one of those souls had you get the Philosopher's Stone. An army only cares about the value of their combat skills. The Philosopher's Stone deals with the value of their very being and this far surpasses looking at any one trait."

 

Rako already knew what the philosepher stone did. Rako just stared at Mixt. He was so young... so different than the Mixt he had known. Rako grunted "Well... we will see how far you get with that." Rako then began to leave. Intending on finding the others.

 

Phisoxa suddenly tripped from leaning in too far and knocked the door open with her head as she fell upon the ground.
Phisoxa:" Uh, oops . . ."

 

"Well, Rako's back" Mixt said ignoring the awkward style of Phisoxa's entrance. "By the way you dodged my question" Mixt continued with Rako. "What did you see at the Temple of Time and Dimensions?"

 

midory grab zero and to him to hollow bastion to rest zero was cover in blood from using too much power she fell the present of nuthura disappear like nothing "what the she die i can't sense her oh zero will be mad if she die" she got to a ship she got and put him in her room she and when to the control room and departed.

 

"Huh? Oh that..." Rako had to think of a lie and quick. "Nothing. I never went. I got distracted by some friends of mine." Rako then continued to walk out of the area. Wanting to go somewhere in private in the ship.