The Keyblade War : the calm before the storm.

Taking a step back, Namine clasped her hands together, trying to calm her shaken nerves. "I...I don't know where to go...and I can't remember...who I'm searching for...you...you have to help me...please..." she pleaded, looking up at her.

 

Phisoxa : " What is it that you need help with ? "

She puts her hand on Namine's shoulder , and kneels down till her eyes meet with Namine's .

 

OOC: I'm liking this one http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8fkUNkeBn0Y

IC: Mixt lit the furnace with alchemy. "Even though my armor was mostly broken from the waist up, it included my arm used for earth elemental mutations so I can't fix it using alchemy, unless I am going to draw a new circle for each step. Since I'm doing repairs anyway I figured I might as well touch up the legs too but that means I can't use any alchemy instantly unless I plan on touching red hot metal. So I want you to nurse the fire with bellows while I work on the armor. ok?"

 

Phisoxa : " Um , okay , I will talk to you later Namine . "

She began taking care of the fire .

OOC : Cool , awesome . ^ ^

 

Tilting her head up, Namine sighed, turning.
"Who am I supposed to remember?" she whispered to herself.

 

Phisoxa hears Namine .

Phisoxa : " Who is it ? Roxas or Kairi ? "

She said , nursing the fire till it grew bigger .

 

OOC: I see no reason to talk about how he repaired the armor so I'm just going to skip over that. If you have a burning desire to know the black smithing process PM me and I'll edit this.

IC: Mixt began working on the armor until it was finally finished and then sculpted a shoulder guard. "Thanks Phisoxa. I'm done, you can just let it die out now."

 

Phisoxa : " Okay , Aero . "

She sends a gust of wind towards the large fire , making it cease in one blow .

Phisoxa sits in a armchair .

 

Mixt casted blizzard on the table to cool off the armor pieces faster without breaking it. Then he changed back into the armor and placed the book back on the shelf hiding the room again.

 

Phisoxa : " So Namine , who is it ? "

 

Namine wideneded her eyes, surprised. "How...how did you do that? With...with that armor?"

 

Phisoxa: " Mixt is a Alchemist . "

She said , getting all cozy in the armchair .

 

"That was just simple blacksmithing. When you get metal hot enough you can bend and shape it without it breaking"

 

Phisoxa : " And that too , so who are you suppose to remember , Namine ? "

 

"Um...I...I don't know," Namine sighed. "Someone...with chestnut-colored hair...wielding...a Keyblade..."

 

Phisoxa : " Sora , you mean , I thought you remembered him , me and the Realm have been observing you eversince . "

 

"Sora or Roxas?" asked Mixt while sitting down on a bed. "Actually come to think of it they are the same person really"

 

Toshiga walks around Twilight Town.

 

"It's weird...but suddenly...I...I can't remember him," Namine said, sighing. "I...I don't know why..." She closed her eyes. "I remember...feeling...a sharp pain...in my neck...and then...darkness..."

 

Phisoxa : " Do you remember any of the Organization or the Dark Realm touching you ? "

She said getting up.