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[RP] Kingdom Hearts: War of Worlds|Olympus Coliseum|Time:N/A|Weather:N/A

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GrizzlyEatsKids:
NOCTURNE GM POST

Jafar had just been staring at the Sergeant, contemplating. He squinted just barely. The sun hurt his eyes, as being stuck in that musty old lamp for twenty years really did a number to his sight, but it was likely only temporary. Suddenly, another member of the Nocturnes jumped out from the crowd.

What about the rest of us!? Don't we get a wish!?

The crowd started to get a little riled up, wanting their share of the wishing. The sergeant turned to the group, waving his hands down, trying to quiet the large group.

Hush! My wishes are meant to benefit the entire group! If we can take Agrabah and win this war, we will have rewards beyond anything our wishes can grant! Besides, we only get three wishes, and that's clearly not enough for everyone!

Another Nocturne responded almost immediately.

Then wish for more!

The group grew louder and more excited than before, arguments and fights breaking out all among the crowd.

Leon and Jack

Thew two saw the Nocturne crowd erupt, and they looked at each other, thinking almost the same exact thing.

There's your distraction. Go now, hurry!

Jack turned to Raithen, realizing that their strategy had probably just slightly changed.

Let's just be ready to add to the chaos if something comes up. If we see Leon and Tylan run into any problems, we'll just need to provide a distraction to help get them out of there. Until then, we wait here.

Leon now looked towards Tylan.

Ready? It's now or never.

The-Blades-slave:
Tylan

Tylan nodded, a slight breeze blowing his bangs out of his eyes. His muscles tensed, ready for battle, and his misty pupils widened with excitement. The blunette broke into a cold sweat as he tuned the world out, drawing the power to perform miracles to him, before whispering a single word: "Amplify."

A brilliant blue and red aura surrounded him for a split second, before his eyes glazed over. Tylan shoved his hands into his pockets, flexing his legs, before breaking away from the group at an insane speed, normally heavy boots feeling like they weighed nothing as he ran, sand silently shifting under his feet. "Catch me if you can."

Warren

The silent warrior watched his friend disappear, before taking one last look at the group.

Jack: A powerful and headstrong warrior. He would be very useful if he could control his fiery temper.

Leon: A stoic warrior, who reminded Warren of himself in many ways. He was powerful, but something seemed off about him.

Raithen: A mage, goofy at times, but he looked like he truly cared for his friends. Even if they bickered.

Sone: He wasn't sure about this one. He hadn't shown too much potential like the others, but Warren sensed a hidden power.

Neesha: The brain of the trio of children, she needed experience under her belt before she was truly a threat to any major army, but she kept her group alive. And that was all that mattered.

Mikto: The kid seemed...deranged. But he wielded a keyblade well enough.

They were all good people, thrust into a war they didn't belong in. For the first time in his life, he second guessed himself. 'It feels...scary to hold so much power. To know that these people could die if your plan didn't go over right.' Warren mused, shoving his hands into the pockets of his long coat, before vanishing into the desert, leaving nothing but footprints from his leather boots in the sand. He had a job to do.

NexosYourGayBestFriend96:
Protan

He grasped his forehead, the headache coming back. He had enough sense not to be involved in this kind of argument.

I'm surrounded by morons of all colors. I'll have to paint this when I get back to the base.

He tried moving to a quiet spot in the crowd, which was difficult with some of the fights going on.

Sone

Sone watched Warren and Tylan disappear.

You people better be careful...

He started getting ready in case of the attack.

GrizzlyEatsKids:
Leon

Leon bolted after Tylan keeping up better than he expected, but he had no where near the same speed as Tylan, and so he had to risk yelling at his comrade.

Tylan!

He tried to call out without being too loud.

Should we split up, or go in together?

Celine

Celine waited for the nurse on the bed at the infirmary, her head propped up on two pillows, which was how she always liked it. She had been thinking to herself for quite some time.

I wonder how's Sone. He looked pretty defeated when I had gotten hurt, but it wasn't really his fault. He does seem to like me an awful lot, though.

Her face blushed slightly. Then she remembered Leon, and smiled to herself.

Leon obviously has a thing for me, too, but I doubt he realizes that anyone knows this. It's just... I've known him all of these years, and have never really felt anything for him. He's an awesome, friend, but...

She tried to sit up, feeling a bit uneasy, but the sudden motion sent a pain up her leg, starting from her ankle.

I sure hope I'm alright. I hope Jack and Leon's ok, too...

The-Blades-slave:
Tylan

Tylan dug his heels into the ground, sending sand flying as he slowed to a stop. "Shut up you nimrod, you'll get us caught!" He jogged back to Leon, and glared. "What do you think we should do?"

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