Jim taught Takehiko how to sail one of the RLS Legacy's life boats!
"What about me?" Jim stepped in and looked at the others. "I heard you guys run down here." He stuffed his hands in his pockets and looked down at the lifeboats. "You guys wanna go after that swarm, right? Well you're not all going to fit in one. I can show someone how to sail one of these but I'll have to take the other." His mood seemed to have improved since the last time the others had seen him. The distraction this served was likely the cause. "I can't just sit here and do nothing. So, how're you guys splitting up? Who's going with me? And who's going to steer the other boat?"
Though she could not see, the Light Chaser smiled underneath his hood. Despite the doubts he knew she held, Chrys had been a good student. A portal opened up beside the Light Chaser and the man looked towards it then back at his student. "It is time. Good luck, Chrysanthemum. I have faith that you and Avra will succeed." Once Chrys walked through the portal she would find herself in a forested area beside a long winding river. Several feet away stood a girl in armor, her keyblade out and staring off into the distance. If Chrys followed her line of sight she would notice that the girl was staring at a distant massive willow tree. Noticing that Chrys had appeared on the world, Avra turned and faced her fellow Chaser. "I was wondering when you'd show. The master said he'd be sending you after me. It's good to see you. It's been a while. A week I think?" She smirked. "I found the Princess of Heart as I'm sure you already know. But...she's being protected by powerful magic. We're going to have to break the protective spell first before we can even attempt taking her out of this world. From the looks of it...I think another keyblade wielder empowered that tree over there some time ago. So yeah. We have to fight a tree. I don't think we need to destroy it, I don't want to since it seems to be sentient, but the magic weaved into it is pretty powerful." Her eyes were narrowed back towards their destination. "Together I don't think there's any way we can fail." Silver yawned. "Why thank you." He bowed, taking off his hat and grinning at the two children. "I'm glad someone around here appreciates a hearty stew." He spoke happily. "I've seen marshmallows before but ships don't normally carry sweets. Sorry." He shrugged and turned to begin working on cleaning the dishes. This had been Jim's job but under the current circumstances he let it slide and did the work himself. The boy was too upset. "It's getting late and I'm going to turn in for the night. Feel free to use the galley. So long as you keep it clean you can borrow it whenever you want." The ship shook slightly. Silver ignored it as he was too busy now to pay it any attention. Outside of the ship a swarm of Shadows scraped along the side of the Legacy and flew ahead. Left unchecked they might prove to be a serious problem later on. However, as a swarm they appear to be far stronger and fighting them would be a difficult fight. Take the life boat if you choose to battle them now or play it safe for now.
Silver chucked and shook his head when Aria asked if he had gotten a good look at their weapons earlier. "No lass, I hadn't. Was too busy fighting them beasties." At last, his stew had finished cooking and he began to pour it into bowls. "It's a shame." He spoke sadly when told that their weapons could not be called upon right then. "I would have loved to see them. I don't see much excitement these days and those weapons of yours would have really made my day." His tone only grew sadder. "But perhaps me famous family stew will lighten the mood." He offered a bowl to Aria and another bowl to Take. An eye popped up in Take's bowl and Silver began to laugh. "And that's part of the old family!" The eye began to move on its own and floated upwards before changing shape to reveal that it was Morph. "It only gets better a second time!" He continued to laugh heartily. "Morph you little devil you."
"Good to hear!" Silver spoke loudly and happily as his robotic arm began to transform into a multitude of tools to slice and dice ingredients faster than the average human could. He tossed a little of this and a pinch of that into a large pot while looking over at the two children in his galley. "Of course, lass. I think there's a few things you could use in that there pantry." He motioned towards the other side of the galley with his large head. He used his arm to fire up the pot and begin cooking the stew. "Ah so you have have some fancy weapons do ya? You wouldn't mind satisfying an old man's curiosity by giving him a peek at that weapon, would you?" Silver's cyborg eye flashed red at Takehiko as he spoke, his wish to see their keyblade obviously clear in his voice.
Enok felt that the elven woman had mistaken his curiosity for an inquiry into seeking work at the establishment. He had no use for such things. Still, he could see why she would have seen it that way. He watched as she headed over towards the witchers all the while feeling the passing gaze of the girl who came with the fire mage. She had paid him too much attention for too long and he did not like it. He doubted that she was onto him but it was bothersome to say the least. Another man stumbled into the bar asking for drink he clearly did not need. "Hm." Enok stood up and used the opportunity of distraction to walk over towards Alyse. "Excuse me." He forced an unnatural sound of politeness into his tone. "Do you have a problem with me? I've noticed you look over my way more once. I hope I don't remind you of someone you once knew. I just have one of those faces." It was better to sort this out now than later. It was unlikely the girl would pick a fight with him here in the middle of a crowded room. He didn't want that either considering there were witchers and a fire mage present. Realizing that throwing his hatchet would have been a better idea, Kord took a dive and hit the deck when the mage released his lightning magic. The heat from the seared air almost felt good if the threat of severe injury had not been present. Kord quickly regained his footing and stood back up. "Great. Magic." He muttered under his breath and charged forth to close the distance between himself and the sorcerer, swinging his hatchet at the man. The witcher could hold his own for now so he chose not to focus on trying to free his shackles.
Enok felt that the elven woman had mistaken his curiosity for an inquiry into seeking work at the establishment. He had no use for such things. Still, he could see why she would have seen it that way. He watched as she headed over towards the witchers all the while feeling the passing gaze of the girl who came with the fire mage. She had paid him too much attention for too long and he did not like it. He doubted that she was onto him but it was bothersome to say the least. Another man stumbled into the bar asking for drink he clearly did not need. "Hm." Enok stood up and used the opportunity of distraction to walk over towards Alyse. "Excuse me." He forced an unnatural sound of politeness into his tone. "Do you have a problem with me? I've noticed you look over my way more once. I hope I don't remind you of someone you once knew. I just have one of those faces." It was better to sort this out now than later. It was unlikely the girl would pick a fight with him here in the middle of a crowded room. He didn't want that either considering there were witchers and a fire mage present.
Realizing that throwing his hatchet would have been a better idea, Kord took a dive and hit the deck when the mage released his lightning magic. The heat from the seared air almost felt good if the threat of severe injury had not been present. Kord quickly regained his footing and stood back up. "Great. Magic." He muttered under his breath and charged forth to close the distance between himself and the sorcerer, swinging his hatchet at the man. The witcher could hold his own for now so he chose not to focus on trying to free his shackles.
A burnt paper floated down into Chrono's line of sight, possibly having been caught up in the solar storm...or possibly having appeared from out of thin air. It looked to be incomplete. The thudding of heavy footsteps approached Takehiko and Aria. Silver stepped into the galley, his face somber, but when he saw the two children in his kitchen(neither of them being Illiana or Glyde) his expression lightened. "I see you've found me humble galley. Taken a liking to it, have you?" He showed the two a big smile and stepped closer. "How about I make you some of me famous family stew?" He looked at Takehiko then back at Aria. "You kids showing up when you did was a real help." He added. "How about telling an old man how ya managed that?"
A burnt paper floated down into Chrono's line of sight, possibly having been caught up in the solar storm...or possibly having appeared from out of thin air. It looked to be incomplete.
The captain stepped down from the overlook to gaze at the bunch of newcomers who had somehow boarded her ship. They had helped battle the beasts of darkness that emerged earlier and that was the only reason they hadn't been thrown into the brig at that moment. "Who are you and what are you doing on my ship?" Jim stepped forth. "Captain Amelia, these are..." He looked over at the others. "Travelers who've come to help. We wouldn't have survived without them fighting those things!" The captain narrowed her eyes at the students. "If you cause any trouble you'll all be thrown in the brig for the duration of the journey. This is my ship and you will obey any orders given from me without question." With that settled, for now, she turned towards Silver who was approaching Jim's side while avoiding looking at the students. "I must congratulate you Mister Silver. It seems your cabin boy did a bang up job with those life lines." She spoke with more pep in her voice. She looked around at the her crew. "All hands accounted for, Mister Arrow?" She looked around once more only to see no sign of her first officer. "Mister Arrow?" Crawling up towards Amelia and past the rest of the crew. In his claws was the hat that belonged to her first officer. He slowly held up the hat towards the captain and spoke remorsefully, "I'm afraid...Mister Arrow...has been lost. His life line was not secured." He bowed his head. Hearing this, Jim panicked and shook his head. "No! I checked them all!" He ran towards the mast where he had been tying the life lines only to find that Arrow's had become undone. Jim took the rope in his hands and stared in disbelief and turned back towards the captain. The pained look she returned to him left him distraught. "I-I did! I checked them all...they were secure I swear!" Amelia did not answer him and looked back at her people. "Mister Arrow was a...fine spacer. Finer than most of us could ever hope to be. But he knew the risks. As do we all. Resume your posts. We carry on." She turned away and walked back to her cabin, Arrow's hat in hand. The crew meanwhile began to go back to their tasks, Silver went after Jim and Scroop glared at Illiana and Glyde as he left to head below deck. "You will be meeting Avra there. She is waiting for you." The Light Chaser spoke. "First things first," he looked towards Zeno, Pagos, and Koa and waved his hand to dismiss the students. "Find Dentro and continue your training. You will see battle again and when you do, I wish for you to be ready." The three nodded and bowed respectfully before taking off, with Koa giving one last glance towards Chrys before he vanished from view. "You were right to allow her to leave with Torrin. Don't be surprised that I know. He was in no condition to put up a fight against you. I made sure of that. I can keep an eye on her regardless. Finding her again and convincing her of our ways will be a simple task." The Light Chaser leaned against the wall, appearing to relax someone and take a slightly more casual tone. After all, Chrys had been his student for five years. "I apologize for not telling you that Tinarah was not returned to her friends. The girl was weak and unprepared for the dangers ahead. Sending her back would have been a death sentence considering the poor job her master did of training her. These children who we have recently been interacting with are unskilled to say the least. Perhaps you should consider yourself lucky to have trained with me instead of someone less capable." Torrin had gone on the defensive and was growing more weary with each passing second. He struggled to keep up and continue to parry her keyblade. Not only was he in a weakened state but he seemed to be unwilling to put his all in the fight. He just continued to lose ground until finally she knocked his blade from his hand and pointed her weapon at his throat. "That's it!? No! You're going to have to give me more than that! I'm not letting you die this easy." She spat. "W-who...who are you?" He asked her making her lose her temper. She lifted and drew her keyblade back in a swift motion to cut his cheek. "What? You don't recognize me? Or have you forgotten me already?" "Mika...?" "Not quite. Let's not make things too confusing. Call me...Kaela. Yeah, I like the sound of that." "What are you?" Without a response she swung her blade down at him. Torrin rolled out of the way and grabbed his keyblade in one motion only to be blasted backwards by her Fire spell and flung backwards into the door of the rundown shack, breaking it off its hinge and knocking him to the ground. "Disappointing. I suppose beggars can't be choosers. If this is your pathetic excuse of fighting back then I guess this is how your life ends. I really hoped for more. But I guess you failed me again. I should be used to that by now." She cast another Fire spell, causing the walls of the cabin to start burning. Torrin stared up at her at the entrance, either unable or unwilling to get back up and keep fighting her. "What are you looking at? Stop it." She moved in, raising her keyblade to strike him down when the painful grip of a hand on her wrist stopped her short. "What!?" Spoiler Choma's eyes were cold when he stared at the Nobody before him with the eyes of his student. Somewhere deep down inside the hatred he could sense within her was his student. He had not been there for her and now that he saw her with his own eyes, he believed the other masters' words. She had been turned into a Nobody in his absence. With that being true it followed that Torrin must have been from the Realm of Darkness as they had said. "That's enough, Mikaela. There will be no more bloodshed."
The captain stepped down from the overlook to gaze at the bunch of newcomers who had somehow boarded her ship. They had helped battle the beasts of darkness that emerged earlier and that was the only reason they hadn't been thrown into the brig at that moment. "Who are you and what are you doing on my ship?" Jim stepped forth. "Captain Amelia, these are..." He looked over at the others. "Travelers who've come to help. We wouldn't have survived without them fighting those things!" The captain narrowed her eyes at the students. "If you cause any trouble you'll all be thrown in the brig for the duration of the journey. This is my ship and you will obey any orders given from me without question." With that settled, for now, she turned towards Silver who was approaching Jim's side while avoiding looking at the students. "I must congratulate you Mister Silver. It seems your cabin boy did a bang up job with those life lines." She spoke with more pep in her voice. She looked around at the her crew. "All hands accounted for, Mister Arrow?" She looked around once more only to see no sign of her first officer. "Mister Arrow?" Crawling up towards Amelia and past the rest of the crew. In his claws was the hat that belonged to her first officer. He slowly held up the hat towards the captain and spoke remorsefully, "I'm afraid...Mister Arrow...has been lost. His life line was not secured." He bowed his head. Hearing this, Jim panicked and shook his head. "No! I checked them all!" He ran towards the mast where he had been tying the life lines only to find that Arrow's had become undone. Jim took the rope in his hands and stared in disbelief and turned back towards the captain. The pained look she returned to him left him distraught. "I-I did! I checked them all...they were secure I swear!" Amelia did not answer him and looked back at her people. "Mister Arrow was a...fine spacer. Finer than most of us could ever hope to be. But he knew the risks. As do we all. Resume your posts. We carry on." She turned away and walked back to her cabin, Arrow's hat in hand. The crew meanwhile began to go back to their tasks, Silver went after Jim and Scroop glared at Illiana and Glyde as he left to head below deck.
Torrin had gone on the defensive and was growing more weary with each passing second. He struggled to keep up and continue to parry her keyblade. Not only was he in a weakened state but he seemed to be unwilling to put his all in the fight. He just continued to lose ground until finally she knocked his blade from his hand and pointed her weapon at his throat. "That's it!? No! You're going to have to give me more than that! I'm not letting you die this easy." She spat. "W-who...who are you?" He asked her making her lose her temper. She lifted and drew her keyblade back in a swift motion to cut his cheek. "What? You don't recognize me? Or have you forgotten me already?"
Choma's eyes were cold when he stared at the Nobody before him with the eyes of his student. Somewhere deep down inside the hatred he could sense within her was his student. He had not been there for her and now that he saw her with his own eyes, he believed the other masters' words. She had been turned into a Nobody in his absence. With that being true it followed that Torrin must have been from the Realm of Darkness as they had said. "That's enough, Mikaela. There will be no more bloodshed."
Episode Torrin Her "In my homeworld, the training was a lot more intense. The quartermaster, a man named Osmar, used to give me a blindfold. I never really thought it was going to be helpful. Unless I was going to have rag-shaped Heartless fling themselves onto my eyes I didn't think it was going to do anything to help. I mean I could see as well as anyone else in the dark." "Really?" "Don't get me wrong, training here has been great. It's just...different." "Are you always this confident, Torrin?" "Not even close. Fighting just happens to be the one thing I'm good at." She pointed up towards the cloud passing by over them. "Hey! Look look! That one looks like a mouse." She pointed excitedly once more, tapping him on the shoulder. Torrin squinted and shook his head. "That's just three circles. How does it look like a mouse?" He pressed his palms against the grass and sat up to look over at her. "So uh...are we going to talk about what happened earlier? We were just sorta sparring and you got closer and I got closer and...it just...sorta...happened?" Her cheeks reddened immediately and she looked away, remaining silent. Torrin frowned but didn't push on it. He laid back down to stare back up at the sky. "I...I lied before. I'm sorry. Not long after we met I told you that I left my homeworld to help my people. That was what I told myself but these last months I've realized that my reasons weren't...honorable. I left because the responsibilities they wanted to put on me were too much. I couldn't handle letting them down and I ran away. I thought I'd be doing them some good by getting out of their way rather than risk failing them." He sighed. "I could never look my family in the eye if someone died because I messed up. I'm no leader." She looked at him now and he averted his gaze feeling that she held nothing but disappointment towards him. "I'm sorry." He whispered. "I just don't understand why you didn't tell me. I thought you could trust me. I would have understood." "I didn't want you to think I was a coward. I just wanted you to like me." "You wanted me to like you?" "Well someone. Anyone." Torrin immediately blurted out feeling self-conscious. "So not me? I see how it is." She began to stand when Torrin bolted up to take her hand and keep her from leaving. "Yes. You. Dammit can I just...dammit...you don't make this easy, do you?" "No way. If you want easy go somewhere else!" She teased, pulling free from his grip before running back to the castle. "Hey! I'm not following you! You'll need to try harder than that to-" She kept running. Torrin cursed under his breath and shook his head before taking off after her. Time passes. The two face off against wave after wave of Heartless as the world they defend plunges into darkness. Their master and their fellow students fight alongside them but despite their combined effort, the world continues to break apart. They evacuate who they can but when it comes time for the keyblade wielders to leave they are separated. Torrin attempts to go after her but his master stops him and he watches her get tossed aside by a Behemoth. She hits her head and begins to be pulled into the darkness. When Torrin returned to the castle he demanded that his training be accelerated so that he could take the Mark of Mastery and leave to find her. When he finally had earned it, that very day his world was attacked. That was the day he crossed paths with the Light Chaser. He had taken a nap midday to recover from the trials on to awaken to the deaths of everyone he had grown to care for on that world. It was him who was responsible for it all. At the request of his master he had absorbed their light, their power, to do battle against the Light Chaser and it still wasn't enough. He had failed their last request even after putting every fiber of his being into the attack. He failed. And despite that dishonor and shame, he was allowed to live. The Light Chaser knew he was alive and chose to keep him alive. Torrin managed to find a black coat, unable to reach his armor in time, and simply allowed himself to be taken by the darkness. But the Realm of Darkness did not keep him for long. He already had a way out. Torrin traveled to several worlds, choosing to search for her over seeking vengeance, and after a weeks with no results he turned to the one world he had never searched. Her homeworld. A massive ice storm covered most of it. Getting around was difficult. Days passed and there, having nearly frozen in her sleep by a fire that had recently gone out in a crumbling shack, he found her. A cat meowed at her urging her to wake to no avail. Torrin grabbed her and immediately took her, and her furry companion, to safety in another world. His healing abilities were mediocre at best and if left to his care she surely would have died. He refused to fail her again. Not again. A fellow master by the name of Thallasa agreed to care for her. When she finally awoke from her deep sleep, Thallasa warned him that she had not retained her memory. His heart sank. All he had to offer her were tales of dead friends and tragedy. She deserved better than someone who now was only driven by anger and desperation. Thallasa told Torrin than when She recovered She would be taken to a new master who would train her. It pained him to leave her but it would have been the only option that would have made her happy. Where he wanted to go she could not folloow and it was better this way. His desperation to save her gave way to the hatred he felt towards the man that took his people from him. The next year he spent clashing with the ones known as the Chasers, doing his best to stop them at every turn and track their movements. It went smoothly, more or less, until he found himself face to face with the Light Chaser once more on his way to Eventide Town. During their clash Torrin was wounded but this time the cut struck deep in his side. The light from the Light Chaser's attack rendered him weak. The man gloated, saying Torrin had been foolish to believe he was capable of fighting the light when his body had once absorbed so much of it before. The sacrifices of his former master and friends had actually made him vulnerable to the light. Torrin arrived at Eventide with the Light Chaser nowhere to be found. Bleeding, angry, and intent on finding why the Light Chaser wanted to come to Eventide, Torrin trashed an old mansion searching for...something. Even he did not know what it was that he searched for but he knew there had to be something of significance to be found. But there wasn't. And that's when he met a pair of siblings and the group of keybladers they traveled with. His time spent with them had calmed him somewhat as did his conversations with Master Atmos. He had just begun to feel the slipping his rage held over him when seeing Her again brought back the pain of every loss he had ever suffered. But it wasn't her. Not really. She was...someone else. Something else.
"In my homeworld, the training was a lot more intense. The quartermaster, a man named Osmar, used to give me a blindfold. I never really thought it was going to be helpful. Unless I was going to have rag-shaped Heartless fling themselves onto my eyes I didn't think it was going to do anything to help. I mean I could see as well as anyone else in the dark." "Really?" "Don't get me wrong, training here has been great. It's just...different." "Are you always this confident, Torrin?" "Not even close. Fighting just happens to be the one thing I'm good at." She pointed up towards the cloud passing by over them. "Hey! Look look! That one looks like a mouse." She pointed excitedly once more, tapping him on the shoulder. Torrin squinted and shook his head. "That's just three circles. How does it look like a mouse?" He pressed his palms against the grass and sat up to look over at her. "So uh...are we going to talk about what happened earlier? We were just sorta sparring and you got closer and I got closer and...it just...sorta...happened?" Her cheeks reddened immediately and she looked away, remaining silent. Torrin frowned but didn't push on it. He laid back down to stare back up at the sky. "I...I lied before. I'm sorry. Not long after we met I told you that I left my homeworld to help my people. That was what I told myself but these last months I've realized that my reasons weren't...honorable. I left because the responsibilities they wanted to put on me were too much. I couldn't handle letting them down and I ran away. I thought I'd be doing them some good by getting out of their way rather than risk failing them." He sighed. "I could never look my family in the eye if someone died because I messed up. I'm no leader." She looked at him now and he averted his gaze feeling that she held nothing but disappointment towards him. "I'm sorry." He whispered. "I just don't understand why you didn't tell me. I thought you could trust me. I would have understood." "I didn't want you to think I was a coward. I just wanted you to like me." "You wanted me to like you?" "Well someone. Anyone." Torrin immediately blurted out feeling self-conscious. "So not me? I see how it is." She began to stand when Torrin bolted up to take her hand and keep her from leaving. "Yes. You. Dammit can I just...dammit...you don't make this easy, do you?" "No way. If you want easy go somewhere else!" She teased, pulling free from his grip before running back to the castle. "Hey! I'm not following you! You'll need to try harder than that to-" She kept running. Torrin cursed under his breath and shook his head before taking off after her. Time passes. The two face off against wave after wave of Heartless as the world they defend plunges into darkness. Their master and their fellow students fight alongside them but despite their combined effort, the world continues to break apart. They evacuate who they can but when it comes time for the keyblade wielders to leave they are separated. Torrin attempts to go after her but his master stops him and he watches her get tossed aside by a Behemoth. She hits her head and begins to be pulled into the darkness. When Torrin returned to the castle he demanded that his training be accelerated so that he could take the Mark of Mastery and leave to find her. When he finally had earned it, that very day his world was attacked. That was the day he crossed paths with the Light Chaser. He had taken a nap midday to recover from the trials on to awaken to the deaths of everyone he had grown to care for on that world. It was him who was responsible for it all. At the request of his master he had absorbed their light, their power, to do battle against the Light Chaser and it still wasn't enough. He had failed their last request even after putting every fiber of his being into the attack. He failed. And despite that dishonor and shame, he was allowed to live. The Light Chaser knew he was alive and chose to keep him alive. Torrin managed to find a black coat, unable to reach his armor in time, and simply allowed himself to be taken by the darkness. But the Realm of Darkness did not keep him for long. He already had a way out. Torrin traveled to several worlds, choosing to search for her over seeking vengeance, and after a weeks with no results he turned to the one world he had never searched. Her homeworld. A massive ice storm covered most of it. Getting around was difficult. Days passed and there, having nearly frozen in her sleep by a fire that had recently gone out in a crumbling shack, he found her. A cat meowed at her urging her to wake to no avail. Torrin grabbed her and immediately took her, and her furry companion, to safety in another world. His healing abilities were mediocre at best and if left to his care she surely would have died. He refused to fail her again. Not again. A fellow master by the name of Thallasa agreed to care for her. When she finally awoke from her deep sleep, Thallasa warned him that she had not retained her memory. His heart sank. All he had to offer her were tales of dead friends and tragedy. She deserved better than someone who now was only driven by anger and desperation. Thallasa told Torrin than when She recovered She would be taken to a new master who would train her. It pained him to leave her but it would have been the only option that would have made her happy. Where he wanted to go she could not folloow and it was better this way. His desperation to save her gave way to the hatred he felt towards the man that took his people from him. The next year he spent clashing with the ones known as the Chasers, doing his best to stop them at every turn and track their movements. It went smoothly, more or less, until he found himself face to face with the Light Chaser once more on his way to Eventide Town. During their clash Torrin was wounded but this time the cut struck deep in his side. The light from the Light Chaser's attack rendered him weak. The man gloated, saying Torrin had been foolish to believe he was capable of fighting the light when his body had once absorbed so much of it before. The sacrifices of his former master and friends had actually made him vulnerable to the light. Torrin arrived at Eventide with the Light Chaser nowhere to be found. Bleeding, angry, and intent on finding why the Light Chaser wanted to come to Eventide, Torrin trashed an old mansion searching for...something. Even he did not know what it was that he searched for but he knew there had to be something of significance to be found. But there wasn't. And that's when he met a pair of siblings and the group of keybladers they traveled with. His time spent with them had calmed him somewhat as did his conversations with Master Atmos. He had just begun to feel the slipping his rage held over him when seeing Her again brought back the pain of every loss he had ever suffered. But it wasn't her. Not really. She was...someone else. Something else.
Atmos was forced to kneel before a man sitting upon a throne. She had been taken to a castle that seemed to be sparsely decorated and filled with soldiers at every corner. The gates outside looked to have taken a beating recently and she was certain she had seen more than a few magical fires still burning on her way there...as well as several Heartless. "Where am-" She was kicked on the side by the woman who had taken her captain leaving Atmos to fall to the side. "Speak only when spoken to! You are in the presence of the king." "That is enough." The man spoke with absolute authority, motioning for the woman to step back and give Atmos some space. The king was heavily armored and, aside from Atmos, was the only one who had not donned a helmet. His armor was black like the others though polished and adorned with gemstones around his collar. The golden crown he wore was a stark contrast with the rest of his dark armor and black cape the draped down to the floor of his throne. Despite being king, the man was large and his face bore the scars of battle. "My scouts found you deep within my territory. You do not bare armor nor any banner yet you wield the keyblade. Tell me, woman, what exactly did you seek to accomplish by coming here?" Atmos looked back over at the woman who struck her, glaring intensely at her before turning her attention towards the king. "I didn't choose to come here. I'm not even from this world. I am Master Atmos." "A master? Ah...that explains it." His eyes narrowed at her for a moment. "I see...you're far from home, Atmos. My apologies for the treatment you have been given but my men could not have known. You entered a world in the middle of a war, young master." "Where am I?" She questioned, taking that as her cue to stand up. "You must have had your suspicions by now. Please, tell me where you think you are." Atmos remained quiet for a moment, considering everything she had seen and the strange...wildlife she had encountered upon being led here as well as the eyes behind the woman's helmet. "I did not believe it to be possible. Why would I have landed here? It should not have happened." She shook her head but even in her disbelief she knew exactly where she ended up. "I'm in the Realm of Darkness." "Yes. You are correct." The king paused. "I am King Joch, ruler of this world and protector of the Realm of Darkness. The fact that you didn't escape the moment you arrived tells me that something is keeping you from leaving. I will assist you in returning to your realm but I will need your assistance with a task of great importance to me." "I don't suppose I have another choice. I really need to get back. Alright. Name your terms." "Some years ago, a resident of this realm traveled to yours." "And you want me to find this...resident of darkness?" "Correct once again, Master Atmos." "Why is this person important to you?" "This resident is of royal blood. He is my nephew and the heir to my throne." With the last of the Heartless defeated the captain shouted to her crew. "Secure all sails!" to which her First Officer repeated in a bellowing voice. Silver and Jim began to climb the ropes to do as commanded when the solar winds began to die down. There was a brief moment of calm. The crew was still attempting to get the sails secured. The winds began to reverse direction and draw the ship in towards the dying star as the hot gases were sucked in to a dark sphere. "It's devolving into a...black hole!" The party began to lose their footing as the pull of gravity shifted in the direction of the black hole. "No you don't!" The captain took over when the crewman manning the wheel began lost his grip of the wheel. She struggled to pull the ship away from the black hole to no avail. Just as the ship neared the accretion disk of the black hole an explosion came from its core knocking the Legacy away only for the ship to be dragged in once more. "Blast these waves! They're so deucedly erratic!" "No, captain! They're not erratic at all! There's another one in exactly forty-seven point two seconds, followed by the biggest magilla of them all!" "Of course! Brilliant, doctor! We'll ride that last magilla out of here!" She responded excitedly. Her First Officer returned to her. "All sails secured captain!" "Good man! Now, release them immediately!" The rock man blinked and stared at her, clearly confused but he obeyed nonetheless. "Aye...captain! You heard her men, unfurl those sails!" The crew grumbled angrily as they had just nearly finished descending from the ropes and turned back around to climb up. The First Officer went up along with them to speed up the process, following right behind Scroop. "Mister Hawkins make sure all life lines are secured good and tight!" "Captain! The last wave! Here it comes!" The light began to dim. The deafening sound of the waves around them began to fade as everything began to go black once they were nearly entering the black hole. "Hold on to your life lines gents it's going to be a bumpy ride!" There was an explosion. The sails caught the waves and boosted the Legacy out of the black hole's gravity well as it was launched forth and into safe space. The ship nearly shook apart from the sheer force and many of the crew lost their grip to whatever they were holding onto, the only thing saving them from falling into deep space was the life line tied around their waste. Once the ship slowed down and everyone caught a breather the crew began to cheer. The captain seemed to be preoccupied for the moment speaking to the "doctor" who had predicted the timing between the waves. For now, everything seemed calm. Take gained 3 levels! Chrono gained 3 levels! Illiana gained 2 levels! Glyde gained 2 levels! Aria gained 4 levels! Take, Chrono, and Aria each gained an Ability. Post in the OOC Thread to claim your rewards.
Atmos was forced to kneel before a man sitting upon a throne. She had been taken to a castle that seemed to be sparsely decorated and filled with soldiers at every corner. The gates outside looked to have taken a beating recently and she was certain she had seen more than a few magical fires still burning on her way there...as well as several Heartless. "Where am-" She was kicked on the side by the woman who had taken her captain leaving Atmos to fall to the side. "Speak only when spoken to! You are in the presence of the king." "That is enough." The man spoke with absolute authority, motioning for the woman to step back and give Atmos some space. The king was heavily armored and, aside from Atmos, was the only one who had not donned a helmet. His armor was black like the others though polished and adorned with gemstones around his collar. The golden crown he wore was a stark contrast with the rest of his dark armor and black cape the draped down to the floor of his throne. Despite being king, the man was large and his face bore the scars of battle. "My scouts found you deep within my territory. You do not bare armor nor any banner yet you wield the keyblade. Tell me, woman, what exactly did you seek to accomplish by coming here?" Atmos looked back over at the woman who struck her, glaring intensely at her before turning her attention towards the king. "I didn't choose to come here. I'm not even from this world. I am Master Atmos." "A master? Ah...that explains it." His eyes narrowed at her for a moment. "I see...you're far from home, Atmos. My apologies for the treatment you have been given but my men could not have known. You entered a world in the middle of a war, young master." "Where am I?" She questioned, taking that as her cue to stand up. "You must have had your suspicions by now. Please, tell me where you think you are." Atmos remained quiet for a moment, considering everything she had seen and the strange...wildlife she had encountered upon being led here as well as the eyes behind the woman's helmet. "I did not believe it to be possible. Why would I have landed here? It should not have happened." She shook her head but even in her disbelief she knew exactly where she ended up. "I'm in the Realm of Darkness." "Yes. You are correct." The king paused. "I am King Joch, ruler of this world and protector of the Realm of Darkness. The fact that you didn't escape the moment you arrived tells me that something is keeping you from leaving. I will assist you in returning to your realm but I will need your assistance with a task of great importance to me." "I don't suppose I have another choice. I really need to get back. Alright. Name your terms." "Some years ago, a resident of this realm traveled to yours." "And you want me to find this...resident of darkness?" "Correct once again, Master Atmos." "Why is this person important to you?" "This resident is of royal blood. He is my nephew and the heir to my throne." With the last of the Heartless defeated the captain shouted to her crew. "Secure all sails!" to which her First Officer repeated in a bellowing voice. Silver and Jim began to climb the ropes to do as commanded when the solar winds began to die down. There was a brief moment of calm. The crew was still attempting to get the sails secured. The winds began to reverse direction and draw the ship in towards the dying star as the hot gases were sucked in to a dark sphere. "It's devolving into a...black hole!" The party began to lose their footing as the pull of gravity shifted in the direction of the black hole. "No you don't!" The captain took over when the crewman manning the wheel began lost his grip of the wheel. She struggled to pull the ship away from the black hole to no avail. Just as the ship neared the accretion disk of the black hole an explosion came from its core knocking the Legacy away only for the ship to be dragged in once more. "Blast these waves! They're so deucedly erratic!" "No, captain! They're not erratic at all! There's another one in exactly forty-seven point two seconds, followed by the biggest magilla of them all!" "Of course! Brilliant, doctor! We'll ride that last magilla out of here!" She responded excitedly. Her First Officer returned to her. "All sails secured captain!" "Good man! Now, release them immediately!" The rock man blinked and stared at her, clearly confused but he obeyed nonetheless. "Aye...captain! You heard her men, unfurl those sails!" The crew grumbled angrily as they had just nearly finished descending from the ropes and turned back around to climb up. The First Officer went up along with them to speed up the process, following right behind Scroop. "Mister Hawkins make sure all life lines are secured good and tight!" "Captain! The last wave! Here it comes!" The light began to dim. The deafening sound of the waves around them began to fade as everything began to go black once they were nearly entering the black hole. "Hold on to your life lines gents it's going to be a bumpy ride!" There was an explosion. The sails caught the waves and boosted the Legacy out of the black hole's gravity well as it was launched forth and into safe space. The ship nearly shook apart from the sheer force and many of the crew lost their grip to whatever they were holding onto, the only thing saving them from falling into deep space was the life line tied around their waste. Once the ship slowed down and everyone caught a breather the crew began to cheer. The captain seemed to be preoccupied for the moment speaking to the "doctor" who had predicted the timing between the waves. For now, everything seemed calm.
"Hey, at least you tried." Koa said, trying to cheer Chrys up. "We'll win in the end, don't worry. If all else fails the master won't, right?" He playfully punched her in the shoulder (Koa did 1 Damage! ...not really). "Actually, I have an assignment for you, Chrys." The Light Chaser spoke, stepping into the room. Koa immediately bowed his head respectfully mumbling the word "master". Behind him stood Pagos and Zeno with Zeno in particular looking to be nursing a black eye. "Avra found another Princess of Heart. It should be no trouble for the two of you to bring her into the fold." There was a pause in the man's voice. "Do not hesitate to use any force necessary. As much as I'd prefer we'd avoid it, our goals are more important than any one individual." "So that's it? I could have taught them that myself." Choma looked annoyed--insulted even. "You've been to soft on them. We get it, losing people hurts but that doesn't mean you should start babying them." "With all due respect, Master Kaio, but you're wrong. They are young and inexperienced." "You would have called yourself that when you first became a master." Choma looked off to the side. "Perhaps. But there was much I wished I knew then that I know now." "Regardless. With the dangers that exist you must prepare them all for the coming battle. War cares not for children, Master Choma." Folding his arms, Choma grew more uncomfortable the longer he stayed here. Instead of getting other masters to ally themselves with him he only received warnings that the future looked grim. The others could not be found and the council he spoke before refused to leave their sanctuary. Their reasons were sound but that did not mean he was not angry or frustrated. "Very well then. Point me in the direction of my students. But when the time comes, I'll expect some form of assistance from you." "Of course. But before you leave, there is something you should know. It concerns your students in particular." The sudden concern from on of Jim's friends surprised Silver. "Why thank you lass." He bowed his head slightly and was about to reach to take off his hat when something knocked against his head. He glared when he caught sight of who had struck him only to find that it as the same girl who he had just thrown in the brig moments earlier. His eyes widened and his fist clenched but he said nothing to her. Silver chose to ignore her and return to fighting the strange beasts, his sword catching one of the flying ones as it swept down at him. Meanwhile, one of the kids helping fight seemed to be losing his mind in the heat of battle. "That's one way to blow off steam, lad!" HP: 61/85 AP: 9/20 MP: 20/20 Enemies Remaining: 5 Pirates. 1 Air Pirate. The Heartless began to strike harder when their numbers dwindled. Silver was hit by a Pirate for 14 Damage. (47/85HP) Aria was hit by a Pirate for 2 Damage. Her bracelet flashed once more. (22/25HP) Take was hit a Pirate for 9 Damage. (13/35HP) Chrono was hit by an Air Pirate for 19 Damage. (11/30HP) Illiana was hit by a Pirate for 15 Damage. (10/25HP)
"Hey, at least you tried." Koa said, trying to cheer Chrys up. "We'll win in the end, don't worry. If all else fails the master won't, right?" He playfully punched her in the shoulder (Koa did 1 Damage! ...not really). "Actually, I have an assignment for you, Chrys." The Light Chaser spoke, stepping into the room. Koa immediately bowed his head respectfully mumbling the word "master". Behind him stood Pagos and Zeno with Zeno in particular looking to be nursing a black eye. "Avra found another Princess of Heart. It should be no trouble for the two of you to bring her into the fold." There was a pause in the man's voice. "Do not hesitate to use any force necessary. As much as I'd prefer we'd avoid it, our goals are more important than any one individual."
"So that's it? I could have taught them that myself." Choma looked annoyed--insulted even. "You've been to soft on them. We get it, losing people hurts but that doesn't mean you should start babying them." "With all due respect, Master Kaio, but you're wrong. They are young and inexperienced." "You would have called yourself that when you first became a master." Choma looked off to the side. "Perhaps. But there was much I wished I knew then that I know now." "Regardless. With the dangers that exist you must prepare them all for the coming battle. War cares not for children, Master Choma." Folding his arms, Choma grew more uncomfortable the longer he stayed here. Instead of getting other masters to ally themselves with him he only received warnings that the future looked grim. The others could not be found and the council he spoke before refused to leave their sanctuary. Their reasons were sound but that did not mean he was not angry or frustrated. "Very well then. Point me in the direction of my students. But when the time comes, I'll expect some form of assistance from you." "Of course. But before you leave, there is something you should know. It concerns your students in particular." The sudden concern from on of Jim's friends surprised Silver. "Why thank you lass." He bowed his head slightly and was about to reach to take off his hat when something knocked against his head. He glared when he caught sight of who had struck him only to find that it as the same girl who he had just thrown in the brig moments earlier. His eyes widened and his fist clenched but he said nothing to her. Silver chose to ignore her and return to fighting the strange beasts, his sword catching one of the flying ones as it swept down at him. Meanwhile, one of the kids helping fight seemed to be losing his mind in the heat of battle. "That's one way to blow off steam, lad!" HP: 61/85 AP: 9/20 MP: 20/20 Enemies Remaining: 5 Pirates. 1 Air Pirate.
Silver rushed in alongside the others, eyeing their strange weapons curiously before transforming his robotic arm into a sword as he hacked away at the Heartless. "What in blazes are these blasted creatures!? I've never seen the likes of them before!" He shouted as the ship took another beating from the explosions of the dying star. HP: 85/85 AP: 4/20 MP: 20 Enemies Defeated: 2 Pirates Enemies Remaining: 5 Fiery Globes. 8 Pirates. 4 Air Pirates. Fiery Globes require 1AP. Pirates require 8AP. Air Pirates require 11AP. Chrono's Temporis Imitatio activated when he was attacked by Pirate Heartless. They instead struck an afterimage of Chrono. Chrono took 0 Damage. An Air Pirate attacked Take, swooping in from the skies to punch him. Take took 23 Damage. (12/35HP) A Pirate swung its blade at Aria but when its blade made contact with her there was a flash of light. Her bracelet glowed and the impact was almost completely nullified. Aria took 1 Damage. (24/25HP) Silver was swarmed by Fiery Globes and an Air Pirate that pelted him with several attacks. Silver took 24 Damage. (61/85HP)
Silver rushed in alongside the others, eyeing their strange weapons curiously before transforming his robotic arm into a sword as he hacked away at the Heartless. "What in blazes are these blasted creatures!? I've never seen the likes of them before!" He shouted as the ship took another beating from the explosions of the dying star. HP: 85/85 AP: 4/20 MP: 20 Enemies Defeated: 2 Pirates Enemies Remaining: 5 Fiery Globes. 8 Pirates. 4 Air Pirates. Fiery Globes require 1AP. Pirates require 8AP. Air Pirates require 11AP.
"Evasive actions!" Out from the captain's cabin burst out a feline-looking woman in a blue officer's uniform. Not even a second later a massive man made of stone in a red uniform ran to her side shouting, "All hands fasten your life line!" Jim, having regained his balanced looked over at Silver and the two nodded at each other before running off to the main deck. Dozens of aliens scrambled to the deck, typing ropes to their waists as Jim hurried to secure the life lines to the mast of the ship. He looked over at the newcomers and called out to them, "You too! Hurry!" He tossed each of them one end of a rope so that they could tie themselves to a life line. The ship continued to rock back as another burst of gas hit them. Some of the crew had taken their positions on the cannons to blast flaming debris from the sky before more damage was done to the ship. But some of the smaller debris crashed onto the deck. Dark streams of vapor began fuming from the pieces that hit the deck. The stones broke and from them Heartless began to pour our and flood the deck of the Legacy. "You lot!" The captain shouted at the keybladers. "Make yourselves useful and get those wretched creatures off my ship! You too Mister Silver!" "Aye Captain!" John Silver has joined the party! Enemies Remaining: 50 (25 Fiery Globes. 10 Red Nocturnes. 10 Pirates. 5 Air Pirates.) Fiery Globes require 1AP. Red Nocturnes require 2AP. Pirates require 8AP. Air Pirates require 11AP. Somewhere between the Realms of Light and Dark Torrin stopped to take a breather. He had traveled far in the short time he had been away but he was no closer to finding Atmos than he was when he started looking. His power was fluctuating and there wasn't much he could do about it except rest. He sat down in the empty field of dry grayish-blue grass. The air was stale but there was some sense of comfort he gathered from being there. It almost made him want to head home as he knew that would have made him feel better. But he owed it to Atmos to seek her out. He laid back against the grass, feeling it crunch underneath his back. His thoughts were dissonant as they drifted from his memories of home, to the violence of the entire year, to the fate of Mika, and what would become of the new group he met. They seemed so weak. With the battles that were to come, how could he ever expect them to be of any help? No. It was better not to involve them. Torrin watched as dark clouds coalesced and the rumble of thunder echoed in the skies. He sighed, not wishing to be caught in the rain so he stood up and looked around for shelter. Time passed. In his wandering he had found a decrepit cabin with its door nearly falling off its hinges, windows covered in a layer of dust, and cobwebs hanging off the dark corners of the ceiling. Not exactly the kind of place he would have wanted to spend the night in but he had seen worse. He made his way over to what appeared to be a dining room or whatever was left of one as an overhanging light fixture had come crashing down some time ago and destroyed the dining table in the center. Now there was a gaping hole in the ceiling that let in the quickly fading sunlight. The chairs surrounding the broken table hardly looked strong enough for him to sit in so he opted to stand for the time being, gazing up at the sky. The door creaked. Instantly his keyblade was in hand but as he leaned to peek around the corner he saw nothing. It was just the wind that pushed it open. He lowered his guard but his blade in hand. Something was off. He wasn't alone. Tried as he might, he could not sense any presence of light nor darkness around him. "Not Heartless. Not a Chaser. But..." He looked around. Still he saw nothing. The sound of the floor creaking in the next room caused him to rush over, seeing a blur of red make its exit out of a broken window. Torrin ran over but when he looked outside he saw nothing. "Dammit what are you? Show yourself!" When the door swung open as Torrin left the cabin one of its rusted hinges broke off leaving it hanging by the one remaining hinge at the bottom. "Show yourself, coward." "Oooh! Scary! I always liked that serious face you made. But you're not so tough, are you Torrin?" The sound of her voice made him freeze. No...that's not... He spun around, ready to strike. When he caught sight of his pursuer he stepped back in shock. "W-what!? No! I-Is this some kind of sick joke!?" Torrin's eyes burned with anger as he looked around for anyone else in the area. "What kind of game are you playing at!?" He shouted to the sky. "Jeez, get that stupid look off your face. It disgusts me. You disgust me. But neither of us will have to deal with that for long." In a blaze of fire she drew her keyblade and rushed at Torrin.
"Evasive actions!" Out from the captain's cabin burst out a feline-looking woman in a blue officer's uniform. Not even a second later a massive man made of stone in a red uniform ran to her side shouting, "All hands fasten your life line!" Jim, having regained his balanced looked over at Silver and the two nodded at each other before running off to the main deck. Dozens of aliens scrambled to the deck, typing ropes to their waists as Jim hurried to secure the life lines to the mast of the ship. He looked over at the newcomers and called out to them, "You too! Hurry!" He tossed each of them one end of a rope so that they could tie themselves to a life line. The ship continued to rock back as another burst of gas hit them. Some of the crew had taken their positions on the cannons to blast flaming debris from the sky before more damage was done to the ship. But some of the smaller debris crashed onto the deck. Dark streams of vapor began fuming from the pieces that hit the deck. The stones broke and from them Heartless began to pour our and flood the deck of the Legacy. "You lot!" The captain shouted at the keybladers. "Make yourselves useful and get those wretched creatures off my ship! You too Mister Silver!" "Aye Captain!"
Somewhere between the Realms of Light and Dark Torrin stopped to take a breather. He had traveled far in the short time he had been away but he was no closer to finding Atmos than he was when he started looking. His power was fluctuating and there wasn't much he could do about it except rest. He sat down in the empty field of dry grayish-blue grass. The air was stale but there was some sense of comfort he gathered from being there. It almost made him want to head home as he knew that would have made him feel better. But he owed it to Atmos to seek her out. He laid back against the grass, feeling it crunch underneath his back. His thoughts were dissonant as they drifted from his memories of home, to the violence of the entire year, to the fate of Mika, and what would become of the new group he met. They seemed so weak. With the battles that were to come, how could he ever expect them to be of any help? No. It was better not to involve them. Torrin watched as dark clouds coalesced and the rumble of thunder echoed in the skies. He sighed, not wishing to be caught in the rain so he stood up and looked around for shelter. Time passed. In his wandering he had found a decrepit cabin with its door nearly falling off its hinges, windows covered in a layer of dust, and cobwebs hanging off the dark corners of the ceiling. Not exactly the kind of place he would have wanted to spend the night in but he had seen worse. He made his way over to what appeared to be a dining room or whatever was left of one as an overhanging light fixture had come crashing down some time ago and destroyed the dining table in the center. Now there was a gaping hole in the ceiling that let in the quickly fading sunlight. The chairs surrounding the broken table hardly looked strong enough for him to sit in so he opted to stand for the time being, gazing up at the sky. The door creaked. Instantly his keyblade was in hand but as he leaned to peek around the corner he saw nothing. It was just the wind that pushed it open. He lowered his guard but his blade in hand. Something was off. He wasn't alone. Tried as he might, he could not sense any presence of light nor darkness around him. "Not Heartless. Not a Chaser. But..." He looked around. Still he saw nothing. The sound of the floor creaking in the next room caused him to rush over, seeing a blur of red make its exit out of a broken window. Torrin ran over but when he looked outside he saw nothing. "Dammit what are you? Show yourself!" When the door swung open as Torrin left the cabin one of its rusted hinges broke off leaving it hanging by the one remaining hinge at the bottom. "Show yourself, coward." "Oooh! Scary! I always liked that serious face you made. But you're not so tough, are you Torrin?" The sound of her voice made him freeze. No...that's not... He spun around, ready to strike. When he caught sight of his pursuer he stepped back in shock. "W-what!? No! I-Is this some kind of sick joke!?" Torrin's eyes burned with anger as he looked around for anyone else in the area. "What kind of game are you playing at!?" He shouted to the sky. "Jeez, get that stupid look off your face. It disgusts me. You disgust me. But neither of us will have to deal with that for long." In a blaze of fire she drew her keyblade and rushed at Torrin.
Atmos returned the Star Shard to her pocket and rubbed her palms together, feeling some sense of satisfaction from escaping the Light Chaser's trap, before calling her keyblade once more. When she raised it to will another portal into existence nothing happened...again. Atmos frowned and narrowed her eyes on her blade for its betrayal before trying once more but again nothing happened. The blonde sighed and shook her head before dismissing the blade. Whatever the Light Chaser did must have carried over to this world as well. Wherever this world was. Atmos took the opportunity to look around the area seeing that it was unfamiliar to her. Odd considering that she was certain the Star Shard would have only ferried her to a world she had seen before but since this world did not appear to be falling apart it was not all that bad. The land was dark and, for now, she assumed it was night and not a world that was perpetually in the shadows. From the rocky cliff she stood on she took in the scent of salt in the air and, sure enough, as she approached the precipice she could see and hear ocean waves crashing along the shore below. "I have to get back." She wrapped an arm around her waist and rested her elbow of her other arm on it while her hand held her chin. "Hm. Perhaps whatever he did has a time limit..." She wondered. "Hands up, keyblader." A woman's voice came behind Atmos. She turned and raised an eyebrow upon seeing the woman who spoke to her but...didn't see any sort of distinguishing details considering the fact that the woman's face was completely covered by a black helmet. Behind her stood three others, all wearing dark helmets of their own. Atmos humored the woman and raised her hands. "Relax. I come in peace. I was just trying to get back home." It was curious that they seemed to know about keyblades here but if that was the case then why didn't she know about this world? "Shut up. Make one wrong move and you're dead." The woman and her comrades slowly began to approach and as they did Atmos tilted her head as she began taking in more details of the strangers. Each of them wore armor that was painted black, as was apparent by the scratches where a silvery metal shone through. Knights? Soldiers? As as Atmos wondered what they were, as they approached, she caught a glimpse of one set of eyes through the slits in the helm and nearly stepped back in shock. From the tiny slits of the helmet glowing yellow eyes peered back at Atmos. Jim listened intently to Aria's story and, though it seemed like she might have been hiding something, the tale was not any more far-fetched than chasing down a pirate who could raid ships and vanish without a trace. "I guess if you're here to help you'd have to speak to the captain. Careful though she's a bit...uh..." Jim rolled his eyes as he tried to find the words but when the didn't come he continued the sentence, "She's a good captain." The solar winds picked up and the Legacy began to drift off course. "That's not good. I better get-" "Jimbo! What's going on here? Who are those new friends of yours?" Silver strode up towards the group and gave them each a long look with hiss cybernetic red eye. "Silver! I was about find Mr. Arrow to tell him that the wind's picking up." "You needn't bother the man. It's just a wee bit of wind. Nothin' a little course correcting can't fix. Come on, let me show you how it's done, Jimbo." A distant star flashed bright and an instant later a hot pressure wave crashed against the ship sending it careening. Anyone standing would have been knocked over. Even if they had been in the brig. Even Morph was knocked aside, splitting into a dozen smaller pieces before reforming. Silver recovered his balance, having caught onto the railing. "What the devil!?" From out of one of the cabins a man stepped out and on seeing the explosion pulled out a spyglass. "Good heavens! The star Permusa! It's gone... supernova!" Koa blinked and as his vision focused he saw Chrys over him. He reached up to rub his eyes and blinked again to be sure he wasn't seeing things. Chrys was still there. Good. "Hey." He grunted as he sat up and rubbed the back of his head. The floor wasn't a comfortable place to be and now his body hurt all over. Was he really hit all that hard? He looked over to see that Dentro was still out cold under the broken table that Torrin had thrown him at. "Don't worry, I've got him." Koa spoke as he cast a Cure spell on their other ally. Slowly, Dentro began to stir but he didn't get up just yet. "Thanks for that. I knew I could count on you to pick up our slack." He spoke now looking at Chrys again. "What happened? Did we get them? Where's Aria?" He looked over Chrys's shoulder, not seeing the other girl with her. "I-Is she with the Master?" "Owww...my everything...My bruises have bruises...and then some." Dentro groaned as he sat up and looked over at the two, his clothes completely stained with leftover food. "I was walking down the street to get some breakfast and the next thing I know I'm being attacked from behind and..." He sniffed. "Is there syrup on my clothes? Damn it. Don't tell Zeno. That jerk will never let me live it down. Or Pagos ...Or Avra. You know what, just don't tell anyone that this happened. I was never here. Got it?"
Atmos returned the Star Shard to her pocket and rubbed her palms together, feeling some sense of satisfaction from escaping the Light Chaser's trap, before calling her keyblade once more. When she raised it to will another portal into existence nothing happened...again. Atmos frowned and narrowed her eyes on her blade for its betrayal before trying once more but again nothing happened. The blonde sighed and shook her head before dismissing the blade. Whatever the Light Chaser did must have carried over to this world as well. Wherever this world was. Atmos took the opportunity to look around the area seeing that it was unfamiliar to her. Odd considering that she was certain the Star Shard would have only ferried her to a world she had seen before but since this world did not appear to be falling apart it was not all that bad. The land was dark and, for now, she assumed it was night and not a world that was perpetually in the shadows. From the rocky cliff she stood on she took in the scent of salt in the air and, sure enough, as she approached the precipice she could see and hear ocean waves crashing along the shore below. "I have to get back." She wrapped an arm around her waist and rested her elbow of her other arm on it while her hand held her chin. "Hm. Perhaps whatever he did has a time limit..." She wondered. "Hands up, keyblader." A woman's voice came behind Atmos. She turned and raised an eyebrow upon seeing the woman who spoke to her but...didn't see any sort of distinguishing details considering the fact that the woman's face was completely covered by a black helmet. Behind her stood three others, all wearing dark helmets of their own. Atmos humored the woman and raised her hands. "Relax. I come in peace. I was just trying to get back home." It was curious that they seemed to know about keyblades here but if that was the case then why didn't she know about this world? "Shut up. Make one wrong move and you're dead." The woman and her comrades slowly began to approach and as they did Atmos tilted her head as she began taking in more details of the strangers. Each of them wore armor that was painted black, as was apparent by the scratches where a silvery metal shone through. Knights? Soldiers? As as Atmos wondered what they were, as they approached, she caught a glimpse of one set of eyes through the slits in the helm and nearly stepped back in shock. From the tiny slits of the helmet glowing yellow eyes peered back at Atmos. Jim listened intently to Aria's story and, though it seemed like she might have been hiding something, the tale was not any more far-fetched than chasing down a pirate who could raid ships and vanish without a trace. "I guess if you're here to help you'd have to speak to the captain. Careful though she's a bit...uh..." Jim rolled his eyes as he tried to find the words but when the didn't come he continued the sentence, "She's a good captain." The solar winds picked up and the Legacy began to drift off course. "That's not good. I better get-" "Jimbo! What's going on here? Who are those new friends of yours?" Silver strode up towards the group and gave them each a long look with hiss cybernetic red eye. "Silver! I was about find Mr. Arrow to tell him that the wind's picking up." "You needn't bother the man. It's just a wee bit of wind. Nothin' a little course correcting can't fix. Come on, let me show you how it's done, Jimbo." A distant star flashed bright and an instant later a hot pressure wave crashed against the ship sending it careening. Anyone standing would have been knocked over. Even if they had been in the brig. Even Morph was knocked aside, splitting into a dozen smaller pieces before reforming. Silver recovered his balance, having caught onto the railing. "What the devil!?" From out of one of the cabins a man stepped out and on seeing the explosion pulled out a spyglass. "Good heavens! The star Permusa! It's gone... supernova!" Koa blinked and as his vision focused he saw Chrys over him. He reached up to rub his eyes and blinked again to be sure he wasn't seeing things. Chrys was still there. Good. "Hey." He grunted as he sat up and rubbed the back of his head. The floor wasn't a comfortable place to be and now his body hurt all over. Was he really hit all that hard? He looked over to see that Dentro was still out cold under the broken table that Torrin had thrown him at. "Don't worry, I've got him." Koa spoke as he cast a Cure spell on their other ally. Slowly, Dentro began to stir but he didn't get up just yet. "Thanks for that. I knew I could count on you to pick up our slack." He spoke now looking at Chrys again. "What happened? Did we get them? Where's Aria?" He looked over Chrys's shoulder, not seeing the other girl with her. "I-Is she with the Master?" "Owww...my everything...My bruises have bruises...and then some." Dentro groaned as he sat up and looked over at the two, his clothes completely stained with leftover food. "I was walking down the street to get some breakfast and the next thing I know I'm being attacked from behind and..." He sniffed. "Is there syrup on my clothes? Damn it. Don't tell Zeno. That jerk will never let me live it down. Or Pagos ...Or Avra. You know what, just don't tell anyone that this happened. I was never here. Got it?"
