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kingdomdressing2011-01-19 04:36 am
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[ The Dressing room was now in a pretty terrible state. Each doors that were previously opening to kitchens, bedroom, rest room or anything else were now opening toward another world. A door might open to Castle Oblivion, another one to Olympus Colseum or even to radiant Garden. If it was only that, but now hearts are floating around everywhere, and lots of them fall in the darkness, becoming instantly Heartless, that goes on to attack the inhabitans they fall on.
Now having succeeded, the Xehanort went on to do their business. Ansem and Rikunort were now walking around what remained of the dressing room, creating giant orb of darkness to destroy anything that has not been destroyed yet by what they did to Kingdom hearts. Xemnas on the other hand remains very quiet, he does... nothing special. Maybe because he got the Heart he wanted.
The young version of Master Xehanort was keeping an eye on Kingdom Hearts, or rather what remains of her at this state. Not that he likes what he's doing, but he doesn't have much of a choice.
Master Xehanort, the Apprentice and Terranort though, are all standing by the Centre of the dressing room. The Dressing Room isn't fully destroyed yet. As such, he throws in the sky, breakin the ceilling on the way, a giant ball of darkness devastating what remained untouched of the dressing room. This should be enough to draw any keybladers to them. ]
((OOC: Continuation from the events started with Kingdom Hearts. For those who followed, it's the battle time. Bad guys can go over and take whatever KH power they always wanted to accmplish their plans, heroes can well, try and fix things up.
Oh and threadhopping, threadjack, etc, is perfectly fine. Even preferred.))
Now having succeeded, the Xehanort went on to do their business. Ansem and Rikunort were now walking around what remained of the dressing room, creating giant orb of darkness to destroy anything that has not been destroyed yet by what they did to Kingdom hearts. Xemnas on the other hand remains very quiet, he does... nothing special. Maybe because he got the Heart he wanted.
The young version of Master Xehanort was keeping an eye on Kingdom Hearts, or rather what remains of her at this state. Not that he likes what he's doing, but he doesn't have much of a choice.
Master Xehanort, the Apprentice and Terranort though, are all standing by the Centre of the dressing room. The Dressing Room isn't fully destroyed yet. As such, he throws in the sky, breakin the ceilling on the way, a giant ball of darkness devastating what remained untouched of the dressing room. This should be enough to draw any keybladers to them. ]
((OOC: Continuation from the events started with Kingdom Hearts. For those who followed, it's the battle time. Bad guys can go over and take whatever KH power they always wanted to accmplish their plans, heroes can well, try and fix things up.
Oh and threadhopping, threadjack, etc, is perfectly fine. Even preferred.))

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I'm done listening to you!
[why yes, she is heading for the edge of the barrier.]
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The barrier wasn't going to let Sora out. Xigbar decided to sit in mid-air, legs crossing each other. An elbow to her knee, cheek on her open palm. ]
Sit down and breathe, kiddo.
[ It was practically a hobby of trying to push people to their limit. ]
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[it certainly is rising up, especially since her magic reserves are so exhausted right now!]
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[ Later.
This time Xigbar was careful. She wouldn't want to end up losing the other eye, after all; she's learned. ]
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[she's tired, and shaking, and angry- there's no way she can relax!]
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Magic's a little tiring, isn't it?
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Do you know which one I used?
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'Course, there's worse.
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[ With that said, Xigbar hopes Sora knows what she just implied. If she's studying magic, she'd better know all the tricks to it. ]
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What're you thinking?
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[as if she'd tell her.]
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