in that five minutes i'd already be building up pretty well, what do you even DO
what can u even do? throw a lantern and run away when i come at u
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where is the sense in that message
thresh is gay and u should feel bad
Ananta stood to the side. A little distant due to the events before falling down to this place. She stood there and examined the whole laboratory. "Everything is so crude...yet somehow she can create concoctions such as the one to chance Kuzco...?" she thought. Walking towards the table with beakers upon beakers on it, she lifted a few. Recognizing some of the chemicals here, as well as some herbs, she sat down what she was holding and looked towards everyone. "Whatever you do, don't touch any of these. Most are dangerous!" she called.
Ananta sighed and patted Annabelle on the shoulder. Looking at her, she could really tell that she had no confidence in herself. That was rather troubling. "Okay, since all you know is how to use healing magic, that means you're a mystic like me. Which also means you can be almost as great and powerful as me. Especially if you work hard enough and figure out new spells and attacks." she smiled, leading her to the training area which was also outside. Leaving Annabelle a bit away from her, Ananta backed up. "First, I want to know if you can use a keyblade. If so, call it. If not, try and attack me with whatever you have." she spoke. Holding her own keyblade out, a light shown out of it as it morphed over her body and formed her keyblade armor. "This is called keyblade armor. It protects you from darkness for as long as it surrounds you. It also protects you from the enemies attacks. Don't worry if you don't have it, you can still be resilient." she chuckled. Taking up a fighting stance, she held her keyblade with her left hand. "Now, come at me. And don't hold back!" she smiled at her.
Scrambling up, while also fiddling with the food, she stuffed it away and hopped up. "Okay!" she sang happily. She walked pretty closely with Beuce down to the training area and stood back to watch everyone a little bit. She looked around for Annabelle and her sisters, wondering if maybe they had arrived yet. Not seeing them, she walked back to Beuce and huffed. "I was hoping that Annabell was around so I could train her. I'm technically the strongest mage of our rag-tag group." she sighed. It's true, she was hoping to teach Annabelle the basics of combat as well as a few spells to help her. She was even hoping to teach her how to use her keyglider, if needed, and how to call her armor when she wanted to. All in due time, of course, wouldn't want to fizzle her brain out and all. "Annabelle! Where are yoooooooou!" she called out, frustrated.
Hope you know your signature is from Kill La Kill.
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Ananta watched as Beuce laughed and began to topple over onto the floor. She walked over and scooted down next to him and tried to help him up. She didn't realize that she hit him THAT hard...maybe she didn't know her own strength? She lifted him up to sit on his butt as she looked over him and dusted him off. "I know I didn't hit you that hard, Beuce. So why are you reacting like this...?" she pondered. Thinking about it, she had a silly idea. "I guess you could you...have been abeuced?" she snickered. "If you really need some medicine, I could give it to you." she said as she reached into a bag that is totally on her side. Pulling out a wrapping of cloth, she opened it to reveal some cheese and bread with a bottle of water. "I was going to save this for when I was hungry, but I guess you could eat it instead. To get your strength back, ya know?" she spoke sheepishly. It was a little embarrassing, to say the least.
Standing up quickly, Ananta turned to Beuce. It was true, they needed to stop fighting each other and focus on their enemies. They can't just sit around and argue all day while the darkness gets away with everything! "You're right. We need to stop fighting and determine who will be doing what in this war. I'd say let the most experienced ones lead attacks while the inexperienced follow behind and give support. I'll watch over the youngest, most inexperienced members. The others can focus on whatever they want to." she sighed, turning to Annabelle. Taking a really good look at her, Ananta could tell this girl had little to no experience with a keyblade. "Actually, before we even begin the fight, we may need to train these newbies a little. At this point, the darkness doesn't seem too prevalent, so we are safe for now. Right, your majesty?" she asked Mickey. As of right now, she honestly thinks it's best to train those who need it before running in and doing anything against the enemy. The thought of the darkness getting stronger while they trained, however, did cross her mind. It'd pose a problem in the future of course, but as of now it wasn't any concern for Ananta. "Oh, and Beuce?" she smiled at him. Then she attempted to punched him in the gut. "Don't say weird things like that again." she continued to smile.
Ananta stepped back from him, realizing she had made a mistake. That still didn't excuse him from her next statement. "You said you left your family and friends behind when you came to train? That's cute." she said sarcastically. To her, he just seems like a privileged kid who had the choice and made it. She, on the other hand, had no choice. "What it must be like to live a life where I can choose to leave everything behind." she muttered. Having noticed he was getting monotone with somebody. This whole group was headed for trouble, seeing as nobody knew each other. Ananta was afraid for what the future held. Kneeling down, she held her crystal close and blew into it, a refreshing aura growing around her. It dissipated soon enough, leaving her once again at ease. She stayed on the floor, meditating and listening to everyone. She looked up at Beuce, wondering what was going on in his head right now.
Hopping up from the embarrassment, she gritted her teeth and straightened herself. Doing a couple of squats, she bent back a bit and cracked her back before rushing towards the other lever. Jerking it a few times, she noticed that it was stuck. Trying to pull it again, she noticed that it wasn't budging a single inch. Not even a centimeter! "Guys, I think this is gonna take all of us. Come help, would ya?" she called over to everyone. "You too Steel, if you're even paying attention." she yelled louder. With all their strength, they may just get this thing open.
"Yes, okay, I'll listen." she agreed, as they walked out of the room. Listening to it all, she felt great sadness inside. Looking down at her, she saw Annabelle begin to cry a little. Kneeling down, she hugged the girl tightly, petting her head. "I'll miss her...and you'll miss her too I'm sure. However, we can't dwell on the past. She's gone, but she'll always be in our hearts. Forever and ever." she smiled, messing up her hair a little as she stood up and waked back into the room. Looking over, she saw a young man speak out about his own suffering. "Armatures. I hope you aren't referring to everyone that is here that wasn't in your little adventure ages ago. I have been training under the king in the use of a keyblade since I was seven. I abandoned my family, my friends, and my home to learn to the best of my abilities to use it. I am no amateur." Glaring at him, she stomped over and grabbed him by his scruff. Flames could be seen in her eyes as she glared and snarled her extremely sharp teeth at him. "You pretentious brat! You think just because you LEFT your family and friends of your own FREE WILL that you can call all of us amateurs! Well here's a thought, would you still act the same way if you knew that you were responsible for the deaths of EVERYONE ON YOUR WORLD?! You need to remember, there is always someone out there that has it worse off than you. So don't you EVER act like that around me again, PUNK!" she screamed, shoving him away. Turning around, she marched over to Annabelle and kept her back turned to Louvel.
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Unfortunately, Ananta's legs were right at the side of the trapdoor. She looked down just as her legs split. It was a magnificent split, but the look of anguish on her face did not make up for it. Clenching her teeth and scraping her face with her fingers in silent agony, she stayed that way until the trapdoor closed again. Once it closed, she fell backwards, straightening her legs once more. Suffice to say, she had a delayed reaction. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" she screamed, echoing throughout the palace. The others would probably never understand why this hurt as much as it did. Especially the men.
"I've actually been wondering that, Annabelle." she crossed her arms and thought to herself. She then shook her head and scratched it a little. "How old was your mother? What even happened to her?" she asked. She was both prepared and unprepared for this. On the one hand, she knew that her friend is long gone, but on the other, she wasn't really prepared to hear how she died. Hopefully she wasn't too young. "I mean, you can answer me if you're okay with doing so. You don't really have to..." she spoke, sighing deeply. It's pretty true, she wants to know, but if it hurts too much to tell or talk about it, then the girls don't really need to say anything about it.
Ananta watched and listened to Annabelle. She smiled at how highly Annabell thought of her sisters. She wished she could say the same for some people she cared so much for. Turning to Beuce and sighing to herself, she turned back just in time to see Ruby slap Annabelle hard. Stepping forward after she left, she reached down and grasped Annabelle by her sides and gave her a hearty hug. Holding Annabell wedding style, she stood there and let the girl cry her eyes or whimper or whatever she needed to do before sitting her down on the floor slowly. "That was highly uncalled for, in my opinion. What's her problem?" she scoffed at Ruby.
Ananta punched Beuce's arm after hearing that plan. "Your plan is great and all, but why are you letting amateurs handle making diversions? I could easily make one if you gave me a little preparation time." she asked. Thinking, she tried to determine what would be best to use as a distraction. Maybe a summon could distract them long enough? Perhaps even a spell. Anything could be used, within reason of course, and therefore she walked around in circles. Looking towards Annabelle, she stepped towards her. "So, can you tell me what you and your sisters are strong at doing?"
