OOC: Woot! Go get him! Wonder what you guys were like in your past lives? *starts singing Secret Lovers* hahaha.... OOC somemore: Hahaha! Kill those stuffed animals, Raxen!!! BIC: Xiron was becoming more and more intrigued by their conversation.
^ It's just cause we pwn that way.
In which country? hahaha...
ooc: Marluxia is crazy. Why are you always the villain, by the way? One of these days, I'm going to take over the villain before you get here. Then Raxen will actually have to do somethin!
!rehtie slrig dnatsrednu t'nod I ,yrrow t'noD
Xiron smiled. She was strong. She was confident. She was focused. He thought back to his days training his comrades. These were things that they had to learn. Strong, but thoughtful. Confident, but humble. Focused, but open-minded. The humility of Sarxalis was all he worried for, but could not coach her on it now. He floated, watching the battle.
Xiron stood by, ready to help, 2 lances still swirling slowly around him. He kept himself mere inches above the ground, not realizing that he had lowered, listening to the conversation.
8454 Yay! ANother magical number! WEEEEEEEEEEEE!
DDR is evil. To CtR: should Equilibrium have something to do with flowers too, just to screw with Marly some more? I'm having no inspiration for the hilt.
Xiron knew this was Sarxalis' fight, and that she was the one who had to defeat him. Who or what he was that caused Sarxalis so much pain, he knew not. All he knew, was that if he did not help, her anger could get her killed. He launched the lances at Marluxia again, this time missing with all but one, which stuck itself deep into his left forarm.
Wow, both of you commented on the carrot - but not the penguin. You got something against penguins? Huh!? Huh!? hahaha...jk
ooc: Irony pwns! Xiron jumped against a wall and pushed off to get more momentum, then lugged the scythe at Marluxia, hitting him square on the chest.
I gots a penguin with a carrot!!!!!! *silence ensues*
Xiron moved just in time to dodge the lance. He saw Sarxalis hit Marly's arm. Marluxia's grip loosened on his scythe - perfect. Today was full of luck for Xiron.. from his point above their heads, Xiron called the scythe out of Marluxia's hand and let it levitate behind him, just as the third claymore had done in Zexion's basement.
8448 Yeah! I got it! Woot! *does strange dance*
I type 84 gwam, with 2 errors.
Xiron jumps back and hangs in the air by his armour. There was a throne at the end of the hall - just like what he had seen in Zexion's basement; no doubt Marluxia's - made of metal. Just what he needed. 7 short lances came flying out of the seat and began pelting Marluxia.
Almost ignoring Sarxalis, Xiron looked up and pulled Sarxalis out of the way, as a scythe swung by her head, catching itself on the hilt of Xiron's shortsword, that had swung up too fast for the eye to follow.
We is pwnage! Yeah. For some reason, the color purple always pops into my mind when I'm thinking of Equilibrium. Hm? Dunno why... I should put some of my sword sketches on DeviantART.
ooc: Since its been two days since we last left the RP, I'll sum up: Sarxalis found a shiney crystal in a cave in Atlantica, which teleported her into the past in Castle Oblivion. She dropped in when she tripped on the third floor Xiron was cleaning the third floor present day. He found the crystal on the floor (cause and effect of time travel) and got teleported with Sarxalis. Both went upstairs to find out who was in charge. On the twelfth floor, a mysterious Org. member opened a doorway into their memories, nearly driving them crazy. When they escaped they came upon the thirteenth floor and Marluxia. It seemed that he had once known Sarxalis' nobody. The battle begins...
