OOC: Alright! :D Name: Takeshi Age: 17 Element: Darkness Side: Darkness Relation: enemy of Kai (she faced him in Traverse Town) Being: Somebody (with crazy powers! lol) Weapon: syth BIC: Takeshi roamed around and found the remains of Kai's Gummi ship. "I was right. She is here." He rumaged through the debree. "All, or most, of her important things were destroyed. She couldn't have crashed. She's too good of a piolit. Who took her down?"
OOC: *begs* new character?
OOC: wow, a lot's happened since i died. lol it's cool!
Dexeon froze. When did she have this force? He coughed, blood coming from his mouth. "You..........win......." Dexeon faded with a grin on his face.
Dexeon ripped out the Twilight darts. "Well that was anticlimactic..." Dexeon watched the Twiligh darts disappear. He conjured more fireballs. "I like mine better." He sent them at Garxena. Three hit her legs, and one hit her arm.
Dexeon ignored Kyo. I'll deal with him later. He surrounded himself and Garxena in a fire ring so no one could interfere. "What are you going to do with those?" He scoffed at the Twilight darts.
Dexeon brushed away the Oblivionblade. "Come on sister, I know you can hit harder than that." He sent fireballs towards her.
"I just came to see Riku." Dexeon smirked. "But it seems he's preoccupied. How about it, dear sister? Another fight? Though we both know I'll win." Dexeon took out his Fireblade.
Dexeon sighed and placed the book back on the shelf. "Be back soon, Kai." He portaled to the fight. "Well this is entertaining."
"Very well." Dexeon ignored her and continued looking for the right book.
"If you're here only to bother me, I appreciate it if you left." Dexeon dismissed Kai whilst looking through the shelves.
Dexeon closed his book. "Must I really explain myself to you? Respect your elders, sister." He stood up and walked to a row of books.
Dexeon waved over his shoulder. Fools. They'll probably keep trying to save my pathetic sister. I should've killed her in our 'practivce.' He kept walking, headed towards the library.
"What does it matter? She's my sister and I'll do what I want to her." Dexeon clenched his fists. "I was going to let her out after a while. But now I think I'll just leave her there. She can die of suffocation." He started to walk out of the room.
Dexeon portaled in. "Hm... didn't expect to see eveyone here." He looked at Garxena. "It'll never work. No one can break the curse of the Illusionist Gloves." Unless I decide to. And that won't happen. "Leave her be. She wants to stay there doesn't she?" He smirked. "It's kinda funny how she doesn't realize what's happening to her body. She's so focused on the memories that she isn't remembering to breath or think or move. It's one of my favorite toys."
"I'm staying out of this." Dexeon leaned against the wall. "I wonder how my sister's doing...."
"Why bother with them?" Dexeon flexed his hands and admired his gloves.
Dexeon picked Garxena up and took her to her room. This'll look like she's sleeping. He laid her flat on her bed. "I should probably leave. Don't want to be see with my unconcious sister." He smirked and portaled back to Silax. "That didn't take long."
"Time for a little trip down memory lane." Dexeon put his hands on her head and the Illusionist Gloves glowed.
"Fine. This will be a great advantage to our side." Dexeon portaled behind Garxena. "Hello sister." he grabbed her shoulders.
