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GrizzlyEatsKids:
Celine and Jack

Celine, behind Sone, raised her hands in front of her.

Aero!

A cushion of air rushed up between Sone and the two Nocturnes.

Jack rushed at the Air Pirate, swinging his keyblade at it. The heartless dodged, and clawed at his upper arm, drawing blood. His swung again, missing once more. The heartless slammed into Jack's chest, bruising him while pushing him backward and causing him to nearly fall. Angry, he raised his keyblade, the strong power resurfacing.

Fira!

Two fireballs slammed into the heartless, throwing it to the ground. Jack ran over and stabbed it in the head, effectively defeating it.

Jack paused for a moment, leaving him open. That spell made him a bit dizzy, and he suddenly felt weak. Was it just the spell, though? It certainly would have weakened him, but not this much.

Desbear:
Spion could be seen going around the ship exploring, until he noticed the portal, and started off towards it.

Well, maybe today will be good. To bad I lost my book though.

He jumped through the portal and started looking around..

Now who to attack... Or avoid. Avoiding might be a good idea too if I see someone too powerful...

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The-Blades-slave:
Warren and Tylan
"Everyone, target the Nocturnes! Forget about the heartless!" Warren boomed, cupping his hands around his mouth. It was all or nothing now, so throwing out his hand, he summoned Karumanai. In an almost blinding flash, his hair was dazzled with white flecks, eyes speckled with silver, and he grinned. "I haven't been out in forever, and there is just enough darkness for me to destroy." Without another word he flew towards Sone, drawing back the dazzling white keyblade, and flicking his wrist, sending a slash towards the Air Pirate. "Sone, the Nocturnes, aim at them!"

Tylan shattered one last Soldier with a kick, pausing to catch his breath as he heard Warren. The blue glow around him had faded significantly, but it was still there. "I got it!" He glanced around, looking for summon to attack: The girl from before. The one who caught him with her chest! She was, surprisingly, hiding in a corner, and it looked as if she was looking directly at him. Pausing for a moment, he bunched his muscles, and flickered forward.

Kyra knew he was attacking instantly, and though he was insanely fast, she had nearly thirty yards between them. Her keyblade, LockDown, appeared in her hand, the long length of chain wrapped around the dark violet steel ball at the top, spikes glowing, and the heart in the middle seeming to throb. She flicked her wrist, and the chain darted out, straight towards Tylan!

The blue haired man swung his keyblade, attempting to bat the chain away, though it had the opposite affect. The long metallic length snaked around, and with a single pull from Kyra, went flying form his hand. The force made Tylan stumbled, but he regained his balance, and put on an extra burst of speed.

Kyra grinned flirtatiously, revealing the slightest glimpse of pearly white teeth through her full pink lips, and shadows surrounded her hands. She had no troubles summoning the heartless, as she was always quite focused, and not nearly as ditsy as most thought. A single Air Pirate burst forth, eyes dark and soulless, light pink, bat-like wings bating furiously. Kyra flicked her wrist, the chain darting back and wrapping around its perch on LockDown.

Tylan's eyes gleamed as lightning cracked across the rainy sky, electric blue hair plastered to his forehead, sporting a much darker hue wet, and ivory skin glistening with beads of the liquid. Air Pirate or not, this girl would go down. Ho matter how pretty she was, she chose the wrong side, and she would pay. A battle cry tore from his lips, and he lunged forward, leg spinning around in a roundhouse kick at the Air Pirate. They would not halt him. They never would slow him down!

NexosYourGayBestFriend96:
Nexalas, Protan, and Sone

The wind from the aero blew Nexalas' hood off and the two soldier heartless back, and Nexalas frowned a bit as Warren and Tylan appeared in the scene.

... *sigh* I was hoping that I wouldn't have to fight you... but I have to keep my image to the other nocturnes.

Wait, wha-

It's nothing.

The two soldiers got up, and ran to Sone once more. Sone nodded at Warren, and dashed off towards the heartless. The heartless where about to slash at him, but Sone was faster, jumping over the heartless and dashing towards Protan. Protan readied his keyblade to block an attack, but Nexalas' eyes glowed as he clapped his hands together in a stance.

Allow me to show you some real wind magic!

As soon as he finished his sentence, Aerora blew, and practically launched Sone back to where Warren was, and he tried landing on his feet, but he ended up landing on his back.

Note to self- the pink haired guy knows wind magic.

He quickly got up, and focused on the heartless and Nocturnes again, readying his keyblade.

The heartless are easy to avoid, but the mage makes things more complicated...

The-Blades-slave:
Warren
Warren ducked a kick from the surprisingly fast Air Pirate, bringing his keyblade up in a slash. The blade ripped against its torso knocking it back a ways, but it was up in an instant, bringing a bat-like wing into the blonde man's stomach, which knocked the wind out of him. "That kind of hurt, you spawns of darkness." Pausing a moment to catch his breath, and consequently avoid another blow from the Air Pirate, he began his attack anew.

Lunging forward he brought his keyblade up in a jab, which the Pirate danced away from, smashing a foot into the hand that gripped the hilt of the blade. Warren winced only for a second, before taking advantage of the situation, and grabbing the foot of the heartless, He locked it between the spiked guard of his blade and the hilt, causing it to silently shriek.  His right hand shot up, palm opening and releasing a ball of white flames. "So, Dark's lost enough control for me to lose his spells, though I fear it may mean he can use my skills." The ball of flames hit the Air Pirate in the head, not destroying it, but knocking it away, where it landed heavily on the ground, skidding a few feet. Warren rushed forward, and dispatched it with a final blow, bringing Karumanai back up with his left hand, right hand still releasing a drift of smoke from the fire spell.

Panting, he turned again. "Sone, you want the heartless or that mage?" Warren himself had some skills in fighting mages, as he'd brawled with several spell wielding heartless, and technically Tylan did use spells. Of course, Light had that experience, as well as the power to swipe away at the darkness that threatened to enclose him.

Tylan and Kyra
The Air Pirate was fast, and Kyra was sure a single human could not keep up. She'd seen Tylan's speed, and though it may have been on par with an Air Pirate, he was not faster. She willed it to dodge, and it tilted its wings to move. It looked as if it had gotten away, before a black arc of lightning shot down, clipping the right wing of the heartless and sending it crashing to the ground. Tylan landed with a half-grin, scraping his midnight black sneakers against the damp cement.

"N-no one's that fast. That's...not possible." Nothing could have moved that fast, the Pirate had been out of the way of the first strike! He would have had to completely reverse his blow, and that alone was a challenge for most! She drew back LockDown, ready to strike again. With a flick of her wrist, she sent the silver chain hurtling at him.

One moment, Tylan was there, and the next he was gone. A blur of blue, black, and khaki whizzed past her, and she felt an unimaginable amount force slam into her blade, knocking it several yards away, and even causing a few spikes to dig into the cement. "I'm the fastest man alive," a voice whispered into the husk of her ear, and she shivered, before a crashing blow sent her to the ground, unconscious. With her, the Air Pirate was lost, and darted off to fight some more, walking since he was missing a wing.

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