melodiesoflife | Event || The Night of the Thirteen Moogles

Zelda took the book from his hands and held it to her chest. The ritual itself involved the black crystal and the black mage moogle performing the summoning. With the tainted heroes to protect him. It was a dark night.

She shook her head slightly, a small smile pulling at her lips. She was glad that he hadn't mentioned the part about her in the journal. As midnight drew closer she felt the center of her collar bone itch but she knew it was all in her mind.

"It isn't your fault." Her voice was soft as she tried to sooth him. "We were able to stop the summoning then."

"But... this is what I fight. This is my purpose..." He bowed his head in sadness, biting his lip.

"Zelda I... These dark tidings are exactly what happens in my world. The Ascians, beings of Darkness possess others to create thralls in their ways. They summon the primal gods, in order to bond slaves and disrupt the world. How can I sit by, knowing this is happening here too?"

Zelda moved a step closer, setting the book to the side before resting her palm on Meteor's forearm. Her lips curl into a gentle smile as she looked up at him. Her blue eyes confident, affirming that everything she was going to say was true.

"You're here now and I know you are going to do great. He wasn't summoned before and we haven't faced a primal god yet. Maybe that's why you are here now because we need you." Her head tilted to the side, her smiling widening.

"You can't change the past but we can improve the future."

Resting his hand on Zelda's, Meteor nodded. "Thank you. I know... it will be rough, but I will hope for the best."

"A smile suits a hero better, right?" he added, managing a gentle smile.

"It definately looks better on you." She smiled brightly up at Meteor, leaving her hand against his.

"But if you want to be worried or angry that's okay too because we those are gone you'll be able to smile."

"All right. That sounds like a good plan." He smiled at Zelda as he squeezed her hand gently for a brief moment.

"Thank you. And thank you for the hi potions, Zelda. I will put them to good use."

[ Thanks to the Haste spell she had cast, Sheena is more than hard on the heels of Yuna, but doesn't make it to the hospital as she's stopped by the sight of a familiar figure as she runs past. It takes a few seconds for her to stop and turn, but once she does, her proton gun is in her hand. ]

Corrine. Go home. [ It's a definite order, said calmly and sternly, in a voice seldom heard from Sheena. And one which Corrine quickly defies. ]

No, Kupo! Where you go, I go! You help me and I help you!

[ For a moment, Sheena stares at the Moogle, then sighs. ] Fine, just don't get too far away from me, all right?

[ With a quiet "kupo" Corrine settles on her shoulder, but doesn't interfere with either Sheena's aim or ability to heft the proton gun.

Approaching the figure slowly, the ninja stops when she's still several feet away--close enough to talk and to study her opponent in battle. Something she had learned back home--and something she'll soon be thankful for had stuck with her. ]

Seles? [ She looks closely at the figure and shakes her head. ] No. You're not Seles. You look like her...but...No. I won't let you take her soul or body! [ She raises her hand to cast, but before she can, a purple beam heads for her almost too fast for her to dodge, and she gets clipped in the ankle. ]

Damn! I really screwed up this time!

[ Getting to her feet with a muffled curse, the ninja makes an instant decision to move away from the hospital for the time being. Yes, there are supplies in there to help the injured, but she's still going with her "divide and conquer" idea. After all, no one can keep track of everything, right?

Grabbing Corrine, she begins hobbling away, looking over her shoulder occasionally to make sure Seles is still following her with brief bursts of protons directed towards her while dodging those purple beams that keep coming.

If she could only figure out how to trap her... ]

Edited 2015-10-30 01:54 (UTC)

Zelda reluctantly dropped her hand from his shoulder, her smile staying in place. "I'm glad. Oh!" She turned to pick up the Hi-potions and return the journal to it's place.

"Here."

She hadn't actually gave them to him, there was only two but she hoped it might help him be a hero.

[Johnny gives him a confident nod.]

Good. But we need more. Just two of us ain't gonna cut it.

[D frowned then looked at the guy in red and black.]

Know anyone who can help?

[Why is the strange man hugging him. Johnny is totally stunned for a moment. He awkwardly steps back from Deadpool and shakes his head, trying to refocus.]

Yeah man, not too many people know what this actually is. The coincidence is a little too coincidental, but that's a rant for later. You're right, we need more folks. Four at minimum. But I wouldn't go overboard. Too many, and god knows what might happen.

"Thank you." Taking the potions, he tucked them into his belt pouch.

"The day grows late, and the hour ahead of us. We should prepare for the next hour upon us."

I know there's a lotta people with this Job right now, but it's more like who's free that can join us. Some guys ran off to the hospital, some stayed back at the Observatory.

[Johnny looked at Deadpool too, and shrugged at D.] We got three. We should get at least 4, but maybe no more than 6 or 7. If we do too many, who the hell knows what might happen.

You're telling me! Everyone who was up there was trying to be some sort of super hero. Wolverine-level, where they go and chop up people, especially that spiky-haired guy whose stuck in that Moogle mess because he got brainwashed...

...or he decided to attend Rupaul's Drag Race, but I'm not too sure about that one.

Zelda nodded. "Perhaps with you here my loftwing will fly to safety." She knew the bird was finicky at times and it didn't want to leave Zelda alone.

She headed towards the long staircase again feeling a little more awkward as she ascended the spiral case.

[she would say at least they haven't needed a new set of keystones, but this is… Well, rather more than she would've bargained for.

She turns towards Johnny with a nod. He says to trust him, and… well, she does.]

All right. But if this doesn't work out, you'll owe me a favour. Deal? [but she tilts her head to one side and winks- she won't hold him to it if he doesn't want to.]

[D just stared at the two of them. He couldn't be sure what either of them spoke about. Save for taking about Cloud.]

Superhero? I was up there...

[D nodded to the newcomer and called upon his magicmagic to cross streams with Johnny. Any help would be appreciated it.]

[Looking at the woman who joined them, D positioned himself.]

We have our four.

[Reno was still focused on finding the one person he cared to see when he heard the scream. He stopped, torn. He knew that scream... that was Yuffie's voice.]

[But Kyo...]

[In the end, he grit his teeth and made his decision. As much as he hated it, Kyo was probably just like the others. Yuffie needed him now.]

Yuffie!

[He burst into the room and froze, seeing just who stood before him.]

Shit...

Graham had a tendency to blow through his energy fast since he arrived, still not quite accustomed on how to pace his Job skills. In response to Rukia's question, Graham hefts his big wrench over his shoulder, and gives her a thumbs up before confidently stating, "I'm exhausted!" But he shrugs, then begins to toss his wrench up and down as per his usual habit.

"These ghosts are anywhere and everywhere! It's never-ending. I think it must be everyone who's ever died in this world. They're not too keen on going back. Who would? I wouldn't. What if the afterlife here is boring, or terrible, and they would rather stay here? Is it right of us to send them back? Life is difficult enough, perhaps then the afterlife is even heavier. I tried asking one, but it attacked me instead. So I had to attack it back! And many many many many others. None of them wanted to talk!"

Too bad talking never seemed to exhaust Graham.

He shouldn't have separated from Sparks. That was a bad idea, practically speaking. Safety in numbers and all, especially with the much larger population of Heroes in stasis here.

Or, he supposed, currently out of stasis.

This was wrong, all wrong. Reno's stomach churned as he ran through the hallways, dodging strangers -- the cursed and the fleeing alike -- searching desperately. He had to find Kyo. Even if there was little to no hope of Kyo being okay, he had to... He still had to see. He had to know.

And then there was Cloud. Reno cursed as he ran. When had simple sex turned into feelings? When had feelings turned into more? Kyo, Cloud, Sheena... whoever else showed up... they didn't even know him here. Reno didn't owe them anything.

Why did it have to hurt so much?

A flash of orange caught his attention and he stopped. Bright hair fell into the figure's face, familiar; a thin body that was lithe but strong; just a boy. Just a boy that Reno had come to know inside and out, just hair that Reno knew was soft as cat's fur, just a body that Reno knew every inch of. And it was not supposed to be blue.

"No..." Reno murmured. Even knowing the odds, it killed him to see it. His heart felt like it had shattered.

He didn't move as the creature shambled toward him, dead eyes of red-violet staring ahead without emotion. "Kyo, it's me," Reno pleaded, hoping for some exception, some miracle. "Fuck, please, tell me you know me!"

"Wouldn't know if it means anything here, but the one I saw wasn't so great." He shrugged. "They didn't seem like much for conversation to find out."

Despite his nonchalance, he couldn't help but be concerned more from a tactical standpoint. If Graham faltered due to a lack of stamina at a crucial moment, he wouldn't be able to help him with his skills. "Sure you can handle yourself?"

You think I don't know that?

[He knew all too well that there would be no claiming the Keyblade from Sora's body, just like it wouldn't be possible to reason with someone who wasn't at all home inside their own body. But arguing wouldn't get them anywhere. For now, they needed to focus on keeping him occupied and possibly headed back towards the hospital. "Sora" seemed intent to chase slowly after them, after all.

The Keyblade returned to their friend's hand as they hesitated, and he aimed it toward them as he slowly approached. Blizzard, if he remembered right from the lessons with that Terra.

Ira felt the even higher speed boost than he had naturally take hold, and he was on the move, raising his sword to parry the attack. What he didn't expect was for the spell to send him flying backwards even as he sent it sliding back at the caster.]

Tch-! You know, I don't quite remember Blizzard spells being this strong, either.

[Or had he simply gotten weaker? Though looking at Ven's leg, he couldn't help but think it was the former. Without much thought to it, he wove a Blind spell on Sora. If nothing else, he had to at least cover for Ven's weak resolve.]

He knew that he shouldn't be here. He knew he should just go home already and try to..well there was no running and hiding. Yuki had already nearly tripped over Miss Honda and even if something told him this wasn't real, it didn't stop him from being very upset.

Kyo hadn't been far from Miss Honda and he'd nearly gotten sick more than once at being in this horrible place. His Amethyst eyes were searching for an exit, and that's when he heard a familiar voice. Reno.

Maybe the man knew where the exit was, so Yuki turned and nearly collided with a dark haired..man. Luckily he got away and continued to run. The man who knew the Sohma family secret was advancing towards something gruesome, but Yuki had to try and get through to the other.

"Reno!"

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