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Post by Ellie who has 0% on Mar 21, 2011 18:07:52 GMT -4
Dark clouds rolled in giving the fresh musky smell of upcoming rain. It's not like the dark shadow was anything new. With this world be in the realm of darkness, it was a norm for no sunlight. Also the Kingdom Hearts that she heard so much about that kept this world lit is long gone. Arlene was roaming the Dark City finding the Castle of Abyss too stuffy with boys.
Yellow Opera fluttered next to her with soft buzzes as she skipped through the vacant streets. Her arm stretched out to grab a streetlight pole and twirled around it happily before proceeding. She could hear shadows hiss from below whether they were Ienzo's neoshadows keeping track of her...she had no idea and didn't care. Rolling her eyes, she silently flipped them off as something else caught her eye.
Looking up she can see white, which stood out very obnoxiously, "someone's full of themselves."
The Dragoon, noticing it had been spotted, slithered away back to its master. As it arrived, it relayed its message and disappeared into nothingness, its duty served. The hooded man smiled as he walked to the edge of the building, looking at the other person walking down the streets. He noticed the Yellow Operas, and it didn't take him long to figure out who it was. The Dark XII counterpart of Larxene.
With a jump, he landed in front of the woman, his lances appearing from nowhere. He flourished them and just looked at the woman, his hood still up. Just the scent of those powerful Heartless was enough to anger him, but he was oddly calm.
"What brings you to the city, Heartless? And did you expect to avoid detection?"
Post by Ellie who has 0% on Mar 22, 2011 23:04:38 GMT -4
"What I do...is nooone of your d-a-m-n business," Arlene paused in a spin and halted; her own childish care-free demeanor altered as her arms folded over her chest. The Yellow Opera started to speak for her with a charging buzz of annoyance. Seriously this piece of abonomiation by-product was nothing to her, and for that it had no right to talk to her the way it was, "The least you can do is be polite, and last I checked...I live here, so we can cut the 'you're playing in my sandbox' crap."
Her fingers ran up one of his lances. How so funny one was soo defensive just to say she was just some Heartless. He should know who the hell she was fine and well. Oh how she wanted to make his skin crawl like a nest of ants, "Tsk tsk tsk for the ones to literally have the brains, the elevator clearlyyyyy doesn't go all the way up."
If she wanted to be secretive, illusive, and undetected, she would've done so. Arlene distorted herself to bend around the lances pushing herself against the Nobody for he can get a goooood whiff, "Also why would one be sooo weary in her ooown backward, Dilly."
Irritation filled Xaldin as the girl started...flirting with him, at least in a way. It was all he could do to just look her down and not grab her petite little neck and squeeze. As his tension rose, his own minions appeared behind him, staring down the Yellow Operas that the girl controlled.
"I do not answer to that name anymore, girl. Dilan is who I used to be, but not anymore. I am more then he ever was." Then, looking at her from under his hood, he said, "You call this your home, but I must point out that the Heartless have no home but the darkness. This is all that is in between light and dark, so you are not welcome here."
Post by Ellie who has 0% on Mar 23, 2011 15:03:47 GMT -4
"Oh really," Arlene blinked innocently before flicking off his hood once reaching up on her toes; landing softly she crossed her arms over her chest before laughing at the irony," well guess what Dilly-babe...ya just did. You caaan't leave the past no matter how you try. Hm Dilly Dill?"
"Pssh and from someone who's NOT suppossed to exist, who's life is LITERALLY a rejection notice," she giggled genuinely and looked at him skeptically as she poked his chest, "thaat's rich."
"This all that is in between light and dark, so you are not welcome here," Arlene failed in mimicking his voice, but mockery was key not accuracy. "Seriously you don't have to rain on my parade, because you don't belong anywhere."
Poofing in a cloud of smoke, she began strutting around him, while thinking out loud,"You're not wanted...well unless being one of Mansex's bitches counts; you lack purpose unless it's to be Mansex's bitch, meaningless,...a mistake."
She teleported again to hover behind him to wrap her arms around his neck. His mane called hair was rugged and a hot mess. The matted stuff he called fashionable dreadlocks needed a washing, "But don't worry Dilan, I'm sure DILAN would clean you up in no time...so don't feel sad or pout...just remember that your fate is only fail and submission whether it's to us, the light, or them..."
Her bright blue eyes drifted towards the white castle.
The Dragoons tensed as they saw the Heartless wrap her arms around their master, as did Xaldin. So this Heartless had the nerve to mock him openly? Well, he knew that she was expecting him to fight, and it seemed that he would have to satisfy her. A small ball of air grew between him and the Heartless, exploding with enough force to throw the girl back and propel Xaldin forward. As it exploded, he ducked out of her arms and spun in mid-air, facing the girl. His lances were now held at the ready, and his Dragoons slithered behind him, lances at the ready.
"I may lose to somebody someday, but not to you today." said the Whirlwind Lancer, thrusting a floating lance at the girl's head and swinging the others at the same time.
Post by Ellie who has 0% on Mar 23, 2011 15:33:39 GMT -4
Feeling him tensed, she laughed out loud, which sounded remarkably too similar to Larxene. The breeze of the hair only stimulated her adrenaline as she bended herself back for an efficient back flip to slow down her velocity for a smooth landing. Her laughter softened to a chuckle as she stood up straight dusting herself off.
The Heartless exaggerated a few stretches, since the Nobody wanted to play with her so badly. A tune came to mind as she began to hum then sing lowly enough for Dilan to here, "When you walk through, it was clear to me. You're the one they adore, who they came to see..."
"I may lose to somebody someday, but not to you today."
With a sharp lean, she evaded the thrust coming towards her, and dropping to her knees showed his lack of efficient aim. With a chuckle, she casted thundera at his mid-section playfully and dodge roll to be back on her two feet.
"Mmm, I'm sure Big Daddy A wouldn't mind a deduction to your numbers, but I doubt your Superior would like to here that hiiis 'number 3'," she finger quoted as razors rippled on them with a cloud of darkness, "was trumped by 12."
He already seemed like a coward fighting from a distance; that was Arlene's style she like to get up close and personal. Summoning darkness, she conduct Gravira on the air nobody as she watched it played out she began to see, "You're a rockstar. Everybody wants you...."
She paused at the incorrection, "...well dead. Playeeer? Who could really blame you. We're the ones who made youu."
Not being one to play fair, she casted a thundaga.
Years of combat training were on Xaldin's side, however, and he cast his Aeroga defense spell as the girl cast a Gravity-oriented spell. Finding he was able to move, he devoked his lances, ready to teach this girl a lesson himself. A dark portal enveloped him, and he re-appeared behind her, grabbing around her neck and locking it with his other hand. He began to use his strength to squeeze harder, not intending to let this nymph get away. As he grabbed her, wisps of wind wrapped around the rest of her body, constricting the Heartless. He wasn't trying to kill her---yet. She had more value alive then dead.
"Try and best me, girl. And be sure to send my regards to your Superior when I'm finished with you."
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Post by Ellie who has 0% on Mar 23, 2011 16:19:43 GMT -4
"You forgot something. I soo don't have a body that needs to breath," She had left that burden to Larxene, who better be taking care of her figure by not wolfing down too many twinkies. TArlene stiffened before sending thundaga as it radiates from her and up his arms to him. "I will tell him how you wept like a babe!"
With dark cloud she was gone from his grasp. With her claws set she was on the move. The darkness ripped opened during her Fey's Flight as each swing and jab from her ten claws were fueled by lightening. Unlike her, he had a body with limitations that can feel the pleasure of pain. "Don't go rubbing your superiority issues on me Dilly, it tends to blind...Next time don't be such a team player."
Xaldin's eye twitched as he dodged the swipes of the girl. The shock hadn't been pleasant, but he was used to much worse. Air allowed him to practically avoid every slash, but one managed to snag his cloak. He jerked away from the Nymph, and floated up, his lances now appearing around him. "You may have speed, but that's not always an advantage." With a mental push of magic, his lances and a massive amount of air magic formed the Cyclone Dragon attack, firing off a massive typhoon at the girl before enveloping himself in a barrier of air. Satisfied with his barrier, he had his dragon look at Arlene, his movements moving the dragon as well.
Post by Ellie who has 0% on Mar 23, 2011 16:53:33 GMT -4
Arlene grinned as the Air based Nobody floated away. As he began talking, she mouthed his every word, to the best of her ability, boredly; her neck even went limp acting like a doll who got the life sucked out of her. Seriously if she wanted a teacher, she would go pay for one.
A brow arched as she looked at the dragon; her pursed lips moved to the side wondering if he was serious. Someone clearly had a draconic fetish. It seems Dilan didn't get out much during his humanity or his 'abominatity'. As the gush of air came her way, the Heartless easily sprinted away. Out of curiosity and joy spurt, she tried running along the buildings.
Landing on the ground, she cocked her hip to the side and looked at him as if he was joking, "Noooo Captain Stupid. You're going to have to wine and dine me first."
"Hmm. It seemed like the first date was a fluke, eh Arlene?"
Silver eyes flashed as Ienzo leaned lazily against a nearby building. His dark hair flowed gently in front of his right eye, in similar fashion to his Nobody. So the Yellow Opera was picking fights with Nobodies? He chuckled, letting both hear it. "You know, you could have picked a better opponent, Arlene. I hear Demyx has moved up the scale this year," he drawled, laughing (forgivethepun) heartily.
He stepped away from the wall, zipping up his dark jacket to avoid its interference in combat. Ienzo made his way towards them, eyeing Xaldin. Such a talker, he was. Constantly gloating about his knowledge and power... Sheesh. He wasn't as bad when he was human, but it seemed that being a Nobody had a high price. Since they had no emotion left, all they could count on was their ego to satisfy their lust for self-interpretation.
He wondered if this was really necessary. With Ansem back, he had to be careful... The 'Big Daddy A', as Arlene said, would not be happy with his recent data collection. The umbrakinetic Heartless wasn't sure about his decision to help Arlene whatsoever. She wasn't the same as before. The Darkness, constantly evolving, had definitely evolved in her case. Just like all the others... But Ienzo, of course.
The silver-eyed Heartless stood his ground, his gaze set on the Nobody. "Well, if we're going to play a game, I think that we should at least be polite enough to let the girl choose first." Always a gentleman, right, Arlene?
As Xaldin floated to the ground, he realized what he had just done, but realized it was too late to reverse what he had done. His former respect for Ienzo had kicked in, and he let it command him for a slight moment. He scowled in annoyance as his boots crunched against the ground, and he looked at Ienzo, lances in hand, before switching his gaze to Arlene.
"But I must add, most games require even numbers, and there seems to be a lack on my terms. So I will wait until one ally of mine appears."
Post by Ellie who has 0% on Mar 26, 2011 0:56:25 GMT -4
"You know how the dating world is...they just show up with their suave represenative, but when you're alone in the dark you see the true hideous colors," Arlene sighed sadly, "it seems Dilan here loves to jump the bases, so much for self-respect and self-integrity."
She continued to walk with her hands in her pockets, while looking meekly at the ground like an unfortunate damsel, "you can't blame a girl for what she attracts. I didn't pick him; he was just soooo eager to play. I guess he haven't heard the phrase 'no means no'."
Her eyes smiled wickedly betraying the innocent softness of her face. She glanced at Ienzo then back at Dilan, well Xaldin. Whoop de doo, such a biig difference
The Fey hummed at the Nobody's statement, "Then again...whoever said this was one of those ...fair games that plays on your terms. With the pieces laid, you really don't have say in any manner."
Arlene could be a patient woman, but this one never earned or deserved the rights to it. Her fingers flexed as a smirk grew. Just don't go dying on me silently...no fun in that
With an angry growl, Xaldin thrust his lances out around him, not taking any chances. Saix had taught him the value of losing yourself in the fight, and though he would never reach the Luna Diviner's level of berserk, he could still achieve a fairly dangerous level of strength. He focused a majority of his power, causing Dragoons to appear around him. Lots of Dragoons.
His lances once again formed the Cyclone Dragon, but now encasing Xaldin inside it. The air linked to his body, allowing him to control the movements of the dragon at will. His anger grew, and he sent a blast of pure air magic that took up the whole width of the street and a good 15 feet high. Even with his anger, however, he couldn't do this for long, and knew he would have to win or escape.
