' Upon that darkened shore a soul wanders. Distant and afraid it festered alone, till its light was borne no more. What once was light now bares shadow, where once was love...there now resides H A T R E D '
A shadowy figure from the inky black the crash of waves masking her practiced steps along the shore this beach is engrained in her heart now. A prison and a dwelling...a mark of her failures. If only she'd been stronger, hadn't lost her way...had not given in. The shadows clinging to the figure disperse as she moves towards them a small slighter of light in this abyss beyond the horizon Aqua watching them with a stoic gaze. "Ah...so you are real then. I was thinking I was seeing things again..." The once Keyblade master shifts her weight from one leg to the other. "There is nothing here but darkness and despair...I suggest you leave while you still have the option. Or make yourself comfortable I don't care which." Once ocean blue eyes are stained a deep bright yellow the girls once pristine clothes stained with a touch of dark, to anyone else Aqua looks sick with how ashen her skin has become. Just a ghost of the long lost past haunting a distant shore...forgotten. There is a bitterness to her voice that she's become so accustomed to that whoever Aqua once was has became a distant ripple in this abyssal ocean. And yet there is some hint of life as she gives a ghost of a smile her hands shifting to her sides in a familiar stance as dark gathers beneath her right palm to conjure a almost forgotten shape, the dark form of a shadowy Keyblade...just like the one she lost so long ago. The one that would have saved her from this fate. "Your light though. ...I'll be taking that for your own good."
Aqua holds her ground matching the other sparks showering from the two woman engaged in conflict. At the question her smirk turns into a knowing grin, the memory of that damn useless King just having the opposite effect than the other wants - pushing her onward. "Oh? You know that useless bag of light, huh?" *She reads them taking note of the heavy armour, that grin growing.* "I suppose he likes to gather broken little things around him. Here, let me show you something fun from my world." She casts a heavy magneta spell intent on throwing the other across the beach.
"Who that actual fuck are you on abou-" Mordred feel her armor lurch forward the knight digging her heels in to no avail as she is sent...quite literally flying across the dark beach and crumbling with a clash of metal. Before she can even recover she's pull backward till the sheer force of the magic causes a sudden sinking of a pauldron to cause her to violently flip over onto her back, the servant giving out a gutteral grunt before she just lays there a moment. Mordred's head drops as she glares at the other rolling over and using Clarent to help her back to her feet. "Neat trick." She admits not quite expecting what was thrown at her but well, the Servant knows better now. "Next till, I've cleve you in two before you even get the change to us that stupid magic of yours."
The Masters brow rose slightly that spell had shifted the other with enough force to rupture organs and break bone and yet they just rolled out of it like it was nothing. From what she saw as well they did not fall properly to avoid any injury too...they just...oh...interesting. "Well...I have to give you some credit." Aqua smiles slightly a small flicker of amusement coming to her, they hadn't broken...good. "I was aiming to crush your organs, make them into pate. Heh, but here you still stand ~ I guess Mickey can choose someone that isn't worthless after all." She doesn't give them time to breath a flick of her wrist causes the earth to erupt with spikes underneath them. The former master wanting to see just how much punishment she can dish out for this one.
