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(Glub glub. Who in the heck thinks of putting a big, full of seawater tank in the middle of nowhere? It's there, and so is Sora--bound and weighed down by a heavy rock. A lever is to the right side of the glass tank, so someone could empty it! They could just smash through the glass, too...

Those bubbles are getting smaller. Unless someone's looking for Grade B Sora Meat, someone should do something!)

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[brb, getting the hell out of dodge roll. Please to not be beheading. Also you go right ahead and do your singing thing, he's tossing more dark firaga at Marluxia.]

[his attack is abruptly cut short at that pain, and he doubles-over in midair with a shocked gasp, his arm wrapping around his midsection protectively as he hits the floor]

(He's left panting after a while, collasping into himself before he gets back onto his side. His eyes go to Riku.)

Help untie me, please?

[Keeps an eye on Marluxia while going over to Sora and untying him.]

[someone appears to be faaaading--]

(Sora looks over at him in a double take. ... is he... disappating? His eyebrows knit together for about the third time today, though he doesn't cry out or struggle against Riku to go over to him.)

[Once he's done untying Sora, his gaze goes back to the current threat. ...Or maybe not, with the way he's fading like that.]

Leaving the party so soon?

[if only looks could kill. he'd like to reply to that but brb puking blood as he fades further, soon only leaving behind the bloodstain and inky wisps of darkness]

(He rubs his wrists, trying to look everywhere but Marluxia's spot. He doesn't usually kill... but it was a life-or-death thing, right? He looks up at Riku.)

Uh... thanks.

[He stares a little longer at that spot where Marluxia was, just making sure he's really gone.]

You alright?

(After a minute or two, he nods, shakily standing.)

Yeah, I'm okay. ... I think.

If you're sure.

[Glances at the remnants of that tank.]

What happened?

(A piece of glass is nudged by his foot, he speaks.)

I wanted to get out... and he wanted me dead.

Is he the one that stuck you in there in the first place?

[What do you mean you're a new arrival.]

No... I've never met him.

(He slouches, before rubbing his neck again.)

I didn't even get to see who put me in there...

No... I've never met him.

(He slouches, before rubbing his scalp gently.)

The guy that did had... really green eyes. Can't remember 'nything else.

Well, at least that's all taken care of for now.

Thanks, again.

(He outstretches a hand to shake with Riku.)

[Shakes his hand.]

Sure. Try to keep out of trouble for a while, alright?

(He starts to speak, before drawing back.)

... I wasn't even in trouble...

I'd call getting on the bad side of a Marluxia 'trouble'.

(He huffs, before walking up to him.)

Thanks, but I don't get in trouble. This was a fluke--scientists always feel like getting their hands on good fighters! I have no idea who that Marluxia person was, but whoever they are, they're gonna get it next time I see them.

...From the way he just faded, you're not going to be seeing him for a while.

[All that talk of scientists is making him curious though.]

You're a new arrival, aren't you?

(He's about to protest--and then he stops to listen. New arrival, what?)

Huh? Well... I... guess?

Guess that clears things up.

[Sighs.]

Look, whatever rules you played by back home, don't necessarily apply here. I suggest you steer clear of anyone else in a black coat like that, no matter how good a fighter you think you are.