Re-evaluating strategems. (Dark XII Open)

[rook]

The Dark Guardian had played his courier, and Ansem waited for a reply, or another body to enter the room. Eleaus had done much over the past months. To that end, the position of second-in-command was assuredly his. While Ansem bided his time, lingering in the Castle Abyss, Eleaus had done the fieldwork, the plotting, carried out the machinations.

But it was nearing a pivotal moment, when things would be decided. The Organization was most assuredly either underground in hiding, or dissolved entirely. To that end, some plans and their veils of secrecy were no longer necessary.

Disney Castle and its cornerstone of Light. Radiant Garden and the research therein. There were many folds to plan for. One of them had become dead weight, and needed severed before reattatchment.

Hands folded, finger tapping his chin, and sitting in his throne, Ansem waited for his second.

[Ellie who has 0%]

Like water darkness rippled with long stream like arms as a figure broken through the realm into the particular room in the territory with a series of tall obsidian towers that easily hid in the shadows and natural darkness of the forsaken world, the Castle of Abyss. His hands were to his side as darkness weaved around his arms and frame adorning the Heartless in black causing his bronze sandy hair to standout.

He stopped before the throne giving a quick glance at the demonic Dark Gaurdian, then back towards the lead, who sat centered in the entire dark room. Elaeus wondered why he was called, but knew the question was inevitable to be answered. The last time he was summoned to baracade an emotional fueled hume, which prematurely blossomed into an invasion attempt on the black castle by the neighboring Nobodies.

Hopefully, this would end less dramatically, "You called."

[rook]

"Indeed," Ansem replied, "Your missions elsewhere have proven more successful, and more opportunistic. Send word for Era to return to us. It's been too long, with little success to show for it. She's either not been able to slip through Tron's fingers, or caught by the Committee, and in either scenario she's liable to have done more harm to us than good if she dawdles or talks about any of our plans she might have learned..."

He looked up at Eleaus, inquisitive, Your other plans havebeen far more fruitful. How do they fare now?"

[darkunslint]

Dilan had sensed the dark aura nearby, the one that he served. It was that overbearing power of Ansem.

Forming through a dark portal Dilan took a swift walk towards Ansem and dropped to one knee. “ Master. It has been too long” he kept his eyes down until called upon, Dilan was very prone to respect of his higher ups, and to Ansem he was eternally loyal.

“Is there a reason for your arrival master?” He questioned, only wanting to know one thing, how he might serve. He risked a glance to his side, seeing the earth titan to his left, no one else was here yet, it was strange why none of the other members where here, but surely they would arrive soon. Why wouldn’t they? He was after all their leader.

He looked to Elaeus again, pointing his eyes at him and nodding lightly as a confirmation that he knew he was there. “ Elaeus” he simply spoke the name as if it was a sentence in itself, which infact for Dilan it was.

[Charme]

That smell... Why?

Ienzo rushed into the room, his coat gone. Instead, he wore a sleeveless white shirt with his baggy, dark jeans. His hair was everywhere as he stared at the group with silver eyes. He then realized that the tattoo that slivered up his arm was obvious, black against the palest of skin.

The Heartless looked at the throne with surprise. Usually the Superior was working, but it seemed he had called in sick today. With a nod, Ienzo wiped his black hair to one side of his face, covering one eye completely. He looked around at the two other members, who were probably wondering why he was such a mess. He shrugged. He had just woke up when he smelled the Superior.

"Good morning, Ansem. It's nice to see you again." A wave to the Superior and a smile. Why would Ansem be here? He heard "Era" as he was running into the room. She hadn't yet returned from Radiant Garden...

Ansem and Elaeus were speaking. Ienzo smiled. He had to admit that he loved his position in the Dark XII. A loyal member, he tried his hardest to fulfill his missions. Yet, he was behind Elaeus, the true schemer in this place. Therefore, he was in quite a good position. Not the best, but far from the worst. He knew that he had reputation, yet it wasn't enough to draw him immediate attention.

He would ask why Ansem had visited, but he was sure that answer would reveal itself in due time. Best not to speak... He had come here to talk, not to listen.

[rook]

Lids thinned around yellow eyes, as Ansem's gaze darted to the other two as they entered and greeted him. "My arrival? Dilan, I've never left. And Ienzo... do not speak to me as if I am your friend. You serve me. And under mine, and Eleaus' order, you prove your keep."

Was his XII growing soft? They were supposed to be Darkness embodied. The absense of the Light made real. This was not a social club, it was the Dark XII. Perhaps it was about time he reinforced just who they were, and what they did...

[Ellie who has 0%]

"The preparation to take that oddly nostaligic world had called for picking needed items from other worlds, since the worlds lack communication, it can easily be their downfall. Priorly the previous creations, the artificial heartless, the Minute Bombs and Shiny Rock were to be gathered for synthesizing, which would be well for us to trigger our old scientific skills to start reeling again as well as utlizing past creations. You can call it...recycling; I'm sure you can easily conclude the product of such union, a shatter of hope for any opposing force, especially if we can easily wield one of our own weakeness as a weapon."

His nose twitched sensing that their small company would be intruded soon, "Since the Minute Bombs are in Disney Castle, there's nothing wrong with shooting down as much doves with one visit including seeking out the keyhole and tainting the Cornerstone. In response, that world and possibly another, the hiding place of the present Cornerstone, will be drenched in darkness before the world could be devoured. It will be a start like ink bleeding on a page. Since the present Cornerstone is powerful, it would be harder to reverse our damage, especially if the past Cornerstone is hidden skillfully...perhaps underground."

Elaeus exposed the bulk of what he have been working on. Actually that was pretty much all of it, but his mind was always working, so another idea can emerge like an epiphany at any moment. There was one Dilan had brought up before that later edited in his mind for targeting the Princess of the Hearts once again, but such idea wasn't fully implemented. It was better that way; Ansem can look over it to see if such plan -the notion to capture six out of seven princess of heart to reform the Key of Hearts to use as a weapon against opposers versus a tool towards the previous locked Kingdom Hearts- was perfected.

Elaeus silenced once hearing footsteps only to slightly turn his head to feel Dilan walk past him. His chest vibrated with a hum as the Heartless kneeled down towards the lead. Hidden eyes closed wandering how wise was it for the Typhoon Angler to emphasize his previous absense. Since he have returned, he had to jump on the bandwagon without falling off.

"I shall send for Era. Perhaps her heartless can target her, since I highly doubt the computer would be accessible by portal." With a snap of his finger, a portal opened revealing a pair of almond shape animalistic yellow eyes. With a low growl, the Gaia nodded at the command, but before it retreated Elaeus spoke two words, "no detours."

It better return with her.

[Deleted]

Seed flowed into the room just before the Gaia had left to retrieve Era. He was just returning from scouting out people for recruitment or just plain old fodder for plans, but his search keeps coming up empty. Even with his recent absence, nothing had really changed. He was still in charge of bringing people to Elaeus for evaluation but it seemed that enough people are already in the group and the master plan has been brought into the light.

His portal closed behind him as he quickly looked to see who was here. Elaeus, Ienzo, Dilan, and...Ansem. That thought of that man sent a shiver down his spine, it wasn't the being he had a slight fear of...it was the darkness within him. So without much surprise, Seed took his spot by Elaeus and waited a second for an order or even a a hello and mission question. But he decided he must address Ansem first before anyone else.

"Master Ansem," Seed began with a slight bow for respect,"My apologies for my recent absence, though it was a short one."
Seed turned to Elaeus and walked behind him and waited. Perhaps a new mission was to be given to him today.

[darkunslint]

((Not too sure if its my turn or not * Shrug * so if its not then my bad.))

Dilan looked to his sides, more and more people were flocking here now that Master Ansem had summoned them. Dilan didn’t know what it was that he was called about but it didn’t matter, the Masters word is law.

“Master Ansem, if you don’t mind the probing questions, what did you call us for?” He would never dream of questioning Ansem’s motives, if he called them here it would be for a reason, that reason may not be clear but it would have a reason never the less.

He wondered if he would be disciplined for his recent disappearances, he was wrong to stray from his path of servitude, it was why he was made after all, he owed his power to Ansem and so his power was Ansem’s power. He risked a glance up, his purple eyes scanning around at his master and then to the side at Elaeus.

[Charme]

Ienzo looked to the floor as Ansem spoke to him. He felt the prick of annoyance as Ansem insulted him, but he washed it away. Not now... he thought as he stood there, his hair falling. Might as well deal with his insults, my rewards will be great in the end.

Pride wasn't really high on Ienzo's lists of faults, but what Ansem had just said was the reason he hadn't sought the Dark XII when he was born. Elaeus had made him feel better about it. Yet it seemed that Ansem considered his elite forces disposable. He did not treat them human at all. Just like Ienzo had expected.

"I apologize, Superior."

Those words tasted bad in his mouth. He hid behind his mask, silent. Was he really up for this type of work? It was his destiny, he supposed. Ansem would win Kingdom Hearts this time. The Organization was failing, the Keybladers disappearing. It was in Ienzo's best interests to stay.

[sumdood]

Ciraph had felt a powerful darkness on the world that had become his new home. A huge, overpowering darkness that couldn't be ignored. He knew that this darkness likely belonged to one of his new Heartless brethren, and so he decided to go and check it out. However, he hadn't expected to see his new leader here.

The dragon squeezed into the room through the small(to him) doorway, barely able to fit without having to pulls his wings in close to his body and crawl through. After he was through the doorway, he made his way to where the others of the group were standing. He recognized all but one: Ienzo, Seed, and Elaeus. The fourth didn't matter. It was the one on the throne that interested the Black Dragon.

His still-blue eyes focused on him. He was his leader now. The darkness that radiated from this one was far superior to that of all the others in this room. It dwarfed even his own, a Dragon. It was amazing.

"I take it you are Ansem.....my new leader....," Ciraph said quietly, his eyes still locked on the Heartless on the throne,"I am a new member of the XII. My name is Ciraph, Master Ansem.....I look forward to serving you in payment for your servant returning my missing leg to me."

As he finsihed speaking, the dragon gave the only kind of bow he could, a kind of dip forward, his nose touching to the ground not two feet behind the fourth Heartless, whom he did not recognize. As he did so, he spoke once again.

"I am yours to command," he said to Ansem.

[rook]

((Sorry about the delay. It's been inventory week at work, which means overtime, and not sleeping enough.))

With a slip of his eyelids, Ansem closed his eyes to the massing group, answering each of them in turn. “Master Ansem, if you don’t mind the probing questions, what did you call us for?”

"I did not. I summoned Eleaus... you all simply flocked to me." He looked to Seed and Ienzo, "And do not apologize... the lack of activity on the part of our enemies has given us a chance for reprieve, even in the middle of our missions and undertakings. But this is no time to let your guard slip. The Light is present, though lax in its duties. And the nothings might have just as well been extinguished entirely... as far as I can see, the Worlds may just as well be ours entirely. It won't be long before all is plunged back into the Darkness is spawned from."

[Ellie who has 0%]

"My question now is 'where do that leave us now?'. Eventually or now, our little stunts have triggered attention causing those who call themselves Light stir, but as long as nothing slip, mutiny, it would be hard for them to track our next move." His brows furrowed; it reminded him to deal with Synthest in due time. That Heartless indenial evicted his rights to roam; he'll need a tracker to take his heart when he lost his value. Also he should be kept in the dark in the meantime.

"So the question stands, 'Where do that leave us now?' There are plenty of worlds with hearts to steal away, and there are other riches in this universe to obtain that can easily be useful and resourceful such as: the stone and the key of hearts." If any of this was leaked he knew who will be on his direct kill list. "The worlds can wallow in fear, distress, and panic for the meantime. The worst they can do is go defensive, but they won't have a clue on what they're defending against."