I was thinking of the inconsistency of civilization.

[thepull_npc]

Who: Open to Party: Tag Yourself In!
When: Tuesday, October 16th, Around Noon
Where: Sector Six, Spencer’s Hunting Grounds
Summary: Arrested as a cover, Claudio has been taken back by The Hunter and put back into a human hunt. Legalized hunts happen often, and hunting slaves is considered okay if there is a paper trail. While Lawyers Edgeworth and

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Hunter One...

[thepull_npc]

[...The male elementist

[walkthedawn]

[This one didn't seem interested in the prisoners. That was fine, but if he caught sight of the people actually attempting to set them all free, he'd be an issue. Riku was determined to be sure he never became that.

Skin darkened and eyes an eerie gold, he moves as one with the dark for now, Xehanort's voice echoing in his head about tactics.

Move silently. Embrace the darkness.

When he spots the man, he's the first to strike, sending out a malicious wave of darkness right for the man, intended only to stun.]

[thepull_npc]

[He had no problem taking the life of a human though. He'd fire on the other hunters if he needed to. All of them were in the way of his trophy

[walkthedawn]

[Riku was moving silently through the dark itself, through betwixt and between, never allowing himself to stay in one position for long. However, he paused when he saw the rocks fly down and strike the ground, sending out minute shock waves everywhere.

At first, he didn't quite understand why that had happened. Was the hunter blind? No, he seemed just fine, which meant this was more about gaining an advantage.

He had noticed the darkness, though. Pity. He'd need to get close enough to really surprise him, but for now, Riku simply summoned as much darkness he could muster as a distraction and sent it at the man's unprotected side just as he disappeared. He came back into view mere inches from where the man would be turning, blade drawn to strike at the gun in his hands.]

[thepull_npc]

[In a swift moment, he pulled the trigger, trying to shoot at the werewolf, but he found his rifle had met the blade of his attacker, leaving a small fire like explosion to singe the both of them.]

[He yelled, feeling the rifle break, dropping i to put both his hands up, summoning fire before him, in hopes to burn off the dark and the attack. He said nothing, his eyes alight with a red glow now] You've disturbed my hunt!

[Needless to say his anger left him open to the darkness, not dealing with it now as he sent off flames at the attacker. Dawww, you broke his gun. He's not happy; he's also easy to take over now]

[walkthedawn]

[Riku's only grateful that the bullet didn't sear up and into him. Instead, the explosion caught his arms and neck, burning the exposed skin there. He winces briefly and springs back from the hunter, summoning his own power around him. It's not visible only because it's not an element, just the raw power of the Keyblade in his hand.]

What a shame.

[Xehanort's voice echoes his own fantastically, a jarring sound, and he brings up a shield to ward off the fire. He steps closer only to strike at him with the reigning dark that's left to gather in his free hand. A little closer and he can bring out Guardian to take care of him.]