Plots Log!

[petalsofdeath]

Who: Marluxia and you!
What: The preparations for taking the fight to Temper Vale and his lot are now underway!
*Note, just tag in with your character's location in the first post, and we'll roll from there!
When: On and around September 12th
Where: Anywhere in public.
Warnings: PG?
Status: In Progress

Comments

In the Park [Joining late, just saw this.]

[derpblademaster]

Sora was adapting very well to the city. He had been filling his days with tasks and in general being a helpful citizen. Today though he had quelled the helping desire and decided to practice his sparring in the park. Keyblade in hand he swung upon some trees bearing no mind to the destruction he might have caused the plants. After all they were trees, Sora cared not.

In addition to sparing he casually would cast a spell here and there. It wasn't uncommon for him to throw a dodge roll in as well. He didn't want to get rusty in case danger reared it's ugly head. Or Heartless, even Organization XIII could make themselves known. If they did, he would be ready! Hence his preparation.

Re: In the Park [HI SORA, COME ON IN, IT'S NOT A TRAP, SWEAR!]

[petalsofdeath]

Marluxia dodged a stray keyblade swing, feeling a distinct flashback to the last time he had a keyblade swung here.
Well...
This might not end well. This might end terribly for him.
But he was already there.
"Working hard, I see."
That wasn't the only thing he saw. Sora looked older then he had last seen the boy. He couldn't have had a growth spurt so soon, could he?

[Are you sure?]

[derpblademaster]

Sora was one to be quickly notice others and respond in appropriate time. This is what he did, though he paused for a moment, not really recognizing him by the face, but that coat. Quickly the teenager jumps to a defensive state. Keyblade tucked closely near him, but ready to strike.

"Hey your from the Organization!?" He exclaimed making assumptions based on his clothes. Why shouldn't he, it is the same coat.

Re: [Are you sure?]

[petalsofdeath]

...Did Sora really just ask him that?

Come on, considering the reaction he gets whenever people look at his rather ridiculous hair color, you'd think he'd be at least memorable in that regard, if not in his actual villainous deeds.

Oh well, he was good at thinking on his feet.

He held up his hands defensively.

"I was from the Organization. Please, I am not here to fight you."

[derpblademaster]

"You were from...The Organization?" He rolled his eyes and shook his head. Come on! It was going to take more then that to convince Sora otherwise. Or was it? Still this guy needed to elaborate before Sora withdrew his blade which is now pointed at Marluxia.

"I don't believe that. Why are still wearing the coat then?"

[petalsofdeath]

"This is no mere coat. It has magical properties. It helps shield me from blows, for example."
Having no heart made it very easy for Marluxia to lie, and he did so without even the slightest catch in his throat.
"To waste something so practical would be a sin, even if it brands me in such a fashion. Unfortunately, given the world in the state that it is in, I may need it awhile longer before I can cast it aside..."

[derpblademaster]

"It helps shield you from blows?" Well that seemed fair enough. After all people form all different worlds were here, so that being, why couldn't he had such a coat. Not to mention if that were the case then attacking him would do nothing. So he puts away his keyblade, it disappearing in a flash of light.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to accuse you of anything. Just gotta make sure you weren't one of the bad guys."

[petalsofdeath]

Oh Sora, so gullible. Marluxia offered him a charming smile by way of accepting the apology.
"Staying sharp, are you?"
He moved to the side, keeping his distance but still attempting to seem as friendly as possible, channeling a bit of Demyx.
"You have only been here a couple of weeks, correct? I have not been here for terribly much longer..."

[derpblademaster]

Well of course he is gullible. He is way to nice for his own good after all.
"Well of course it's my job to protect my friends and others from the Organization and the Heartless. It's the duty of someone who wields a keyblade." he explained. There is a pause before he spoke again. He took a moment to count on his fingers in order to calculate just how long he had been there.

"Yeah, about...a few weeks. Sounds right."

[petalsofdeath]

Marluxia cast a quick glance over his shoulder before looking back at the boy.

"Perhaps you are ready to leave this place? I would say that this place is nice for a vacation, but there are more important things to be done."

[derpblademaster]

Now this person is acting a bit strange. Though, Sora was alwasy one of the curious people.

"Important things? Like what?" he inquired.

[petalsofdeath]

Marluxia smiled enigmatically.

"We should escape this place. I for one, find the idea of myself being a captive abhorrent."

[derpblademaster]

"Well I have to say that being kidnapped isn't a good thought. Or a good thing in anybody's book, but what do you mean by escape? I was told we can't escape from here."

Confused Sora is confused.

[petalsofdeath]

"Well, our kidnappers had to bring us here somehow, did they not?"

Marluxia folded his arms over his chest, regarding the boy.

"There must be some sort of secret they are hiding from us."

As if the Assassin could talk about hiding secrets...

[derpblademaster]

"Well you make a good point. Surely they have a reason for keeping us here though. I'm not saying they are right in what they are doing, but we should find out the whole story first before jumping to conclusions." He explains calmly.

[petalsofdeath]

Marluxia smiles patiently. "Others have already tried. They are resistant to being forthcoming about their reasons for keeping us here. If their aim was to have us assist them somehow, they would have had us work towards their goals by now."