Acolyte of Darkness (open to 2)

One of the greatest storms had finally passed, the ice witch roamed in her blue room of Traverse Town's hotel. It became a common home to her, since she could afford it. Walking pass a mirror in her quarters, she gazed at herself. Her golden hair was fair and wavy with curls; her pale skin never fazed her, since it been eons ago when she had a complexion. What did caught her attention was the dark rings around her eyes. She had been occupying herself monitoring Antique's sleeping chamber that her tender loving care for herself had diminished to a minimum. How uncanny for a woman to had strive for immortal beauty to fall by the wayside? It seems her priorities of 'me' had turned into priorities of others.

"How lovely," she spoke flatly at her reflection, but the hideous blemish wouldn't last long as her fingers dragged underneath her lower lids. In seconds, the darkness around her everest green eyes were gone. Slightly satisified, she strode towards her balcony with her long black dress fluttered behind her like smoke. Holding her hand palm up, her free hand dug into her bust retrieving a silver vial to pour a silver liquid on her hand. It spread out into an even disc solidifying to a tea plate and a tea cup filled with...the obvious, tea.

Yes it may seem redundant to indulge herself in warm delight on the balcony in thin dress during a world's winter, but this was Jadis; she always did what she pleased when she wanted to, and what she wanted at the moment was decent R&R after watching her sleeping ward revive herself from her winter sleep. Of-course being a mother figure over the girl, she would be stalking behind her keeping her in radar, but Mikhail was her extension for the time being since he was just as concerned for her. Knowing that Antique was being watched after, Jadis could sit on her balcony in peace...or so she thought.

Rising the rim of the cup to her red lips, her eyelids drooped in a trance, while exhaling the smell of lilacs in the beverage, but the lids became ajar was darkness was tracked in her radar. A brow arched finely sensing a portal being opened.

There goes the neighborhood, she truly didn't feel like investigating who now joined the population of Traverse Town. Atleast it wasn't one of those devious Nobodies and pesky Heartless. Although she had narrowed it down, she wasn't about to conclude her judgement with the immense bundle of darkness waltzing below her.

She hummed somewhat pleased at civil nature; it has been a while hearing a decent stranger, since Jadis had a trend of attracting hostile youth that will pounce for thinking or even talking. With a final sip the tea of lilacs and jasmine was gone. As her leg crossed the other, she looked over towards the voice from below, "You have arrived to Traverse Town, a common world with similar arrivals like your own."

The White Witch didn't have to guess how he ended up here, since many people carried the same story of global destruction by darkness. She wondered when did she became a tour guide for the lost and so generous; it seems the good news of her Antique had embraced her such way, since she had pent her sensitivity for the Mikhail's sake. That child may be the end of me.

"This world have four districts total, and you're in the second. I assume you will need housing and since it is late this hotel is appropriate," Traverse Town had became lenient with the newcomers, but eventually they will have to stand on their own two feet to continue on their lives.

Jadis placed the teacup on the black iron table. A single chuckle shook from her chest as she listened to him, while watching the cup refilled itself. He truly was foreign to not be able to distinquish an alley. In her chair, she turned towards the edge of the balcony before rising, "The doors are locked, because you're in a mere alley; people are not generally welcomed through back doors. You have to walk around to come to the front."

"As for your Shadow Spawned, no the world isn't entirely safe," it wasn't hard to bridge the connection that he meant a heartless, "yet many have made a living coexisting with the chaos. I doubt you'll have much problems with them tonight."

The Heartless never fancied Jadis' presence; it would be a suicide mission to hunt her or nearby, so they tended to steer clear from the witch altogether. Atleast there was some common sense in them. Although she was in the hotel, it wouldn't mean they wouldn't waltz about; also the witch contemplated whether she should meet him halfway to prevent the newcomer from being lost.

"If you go down the alley way and make a right hand turn you'll find me." The Ice Witch had slept with many crimes on her shoulders, but she rather not smoulder the good mood she was in, "Don't loose your way."

The Ice Witch turned on her toes returning to her quarters to fetch a pair of shoes. She may feel loose today, but not loose enough to roam Traverse Town barefoot. The door opened for her when she turned to leave down the hotel's hallway into the lobby. The main door open with a thick breeze basking her in the neon lights of the Hotel sign. She had forgotten that an obvious sign dangled above the building. Well he can't miss that.

Jadis had to duck to get through the doorway, since it wasn't sevent feet high. Seeing that her direction was dry clean cut, being a giantess standing outside a building with neon lights should be sufficient. The cobblestone around her started to pale with frost digging into ever nook and cranny. Her eyes scanned like a falcon across the district's plain.

The lower level tended to favored hunting ground for the Heartless, and some of the smaller ones usually hovered on the roof and the upper floor. She didn't care to look for them, because they were merely small mage-like elements, babies compared to the elemental range she have reached.

A brow quirked once darkness was detected, and a portal had opened; that was her cue to walk towards the ledge of the second floor. A pair large bodies were spotted with their curvacious figures. Narrowing her eyes, her vision zoomed to the small Soldiers that wobbled alongside them. Seeing enough, her pace quickened with long strides down a ramp with her heels clicking with each step.

A bright light flashed against the cold stone wall, and hearing a masculine voice, she pinned down who it was. Once reaching the courtyard, the black mist was still lifting. Long toned arms crossed over her chest not amused at the heartless' presence and usual tactics, while they were distracted the ground below them began to frost before ice spires erupted from below. The soldiers were skewered and wavered in a black fog. The thich ice structure then shatter into flurries and fluttered with the wind.

"Like I said...not entirely safe."

Either he had read her mind or it was the obvious task to do, to leave. The witch turned on her toes going back where she came expecting him to follow suit, but stopped momentarily at the question. Looking back she scanned him over absorbing his paleness, his youth, dark hair, and blackened eyes that looked all too familiar, "Jadis. Come along we can socialize once inside."

Retracing her steps, she walked back up the ramp making a right turn towards the Hotel, which the doors were already opened in a waiting mannerism. The door to the blue room creaked open permitting them in; it was already charmed to close behind them. The blue room had increased in size compared to its original model; her personal quarters was out of sight behind a door, while the room they stepped into became a living room with a maroon tea table set.

The chairs were already turned towards them, while a two tea cup set waited for them with a little chest. Jadis had already took her seat waiting for him. She haven't looked up at him, since her focus was on digging in the small chest for something, "And your name?"

She never heard of the world, Taizel, or heard its name before, but it seemed knowledge of it wouldn't matter, because he's here and the world isn't. Right now it was probably in clusters floating in space mending to the grand design of heartless' malice activities. It was unfortunate, but her guest was lucky to have made it here. With many worlds dotting the universe, he happened to appeared in this one out of so many.

Jadis hummed at the question and found what she was looking for, a red key. She placed it down on the table; it would permit him in to the red room, which was right next door. No the witch didn't own the hotel despite how she lived in it, but she was an aware indiviidual of knowing who would be her neighbors. She had charges and wards in this world, and the ice witch wouldn't welcome anyone that would harm them.

"Well aren't you attentive. Some habits are hard to stop and some won't ever," the cups were final full with tea, and the emperess grabbed hers for a sip, "I bestow sentiments for the unfortunate events of Taizel. I doubt much words can soothe you of it, especially if its becoming a trend now."