#voidaldrifters

[afoolenvelopedindarkness]

" You had a new assignment for me, Sir?"

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He nodded, auburn curls bouncing around his face. Alistair kept his hair up in a ponytail most days. Though that didn't stop a few stray curls from falling around his face and the back of his neck. Nothing was bothering the other at the moment, but that could change. Would change; it was all a matter of when.

" As far as I know, yes." He responded. The master was a tall man, a giant, really, over eight feet tall.

Ansem has seen all sorts of people and things; it was hard to phase him at this point. "Good..." Picking up a piece of paper from the pile, he looks it over some more. "Then I believe you can be done for the day. If you like, you can ask others if they need any help, but do not push yourself."

He was one to talk. "After all, cannot protect others if you cannot protect yourself." Setting the paper down, Ansem looks up. "Anything you want to discuss?"

[bluesniperpaladin]

@voidaldrifters

"I have a lot more wierd facts and stuff where that came from. They tend to pop up in my head a lot." He eyed the blue guy, tilting his head curiously. "....You ever considered joining the Blue Man Group?"

[afoolenvelopedindarkness]

The master hummed as he looked out at Radiant Garden. Things had really been something since everything went south. He was still trying to recover and figure out how to fix it all. His last plan. That had been a last-ditch effort that had ended terribly. Pushing off the wall, he headed into the castle. Bereft of his coat, he could move about unhindered. A simple job as a guard meant the ability to make money and figure out his next moves. Alistair soon came to stand in front of the one in charge, Ansem the Wise. A scholar, intelligent, but not without fault. Hard to manipulate, but not impossible. A challenge that the master welcomed. " You had a new assignment for me, Sir?" From the side blog @voidaldrifters

When the other came in, the Sage King didn't move or say a word while his full focus was on the papers before him. Bright eyes quickly move across the lines of words, one after the other. It was when the other spoke up that the elder's eyes stopped before blinking as he looked up.

"Hm, oh Alistair..." Resting his hands over the papers, he thinks about what the other can do before looking at the clock as he shakes his head. "No, not at this time, thank you." Looking back at the words that were not hidden on the paper, Ansem blinks again before resting back into his chair.

[fcreverforgotten]

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Amon tilted his head as he noticed the small woman. No one seemed to care about the way he looked. Elves didn't seem to be a problem around here. Which was just fine for him. It made things easy. She was also ever so small and angry. Why was she so angry? "Hello, what has you so worked up, Princess?" He purred and smiled at her. There was a manic glint to his bright teal eyes.

Xion was not having it today. She was finally brought back, finally got to see the people most important to her, and what does she learn?

That even the ones she held closest to her heart had no idea who she was, even though she was back.

There was no hesitation in turning on her heels and running as far as her legs would carry her, and she honestly couldn't care less on where she ended up - which is what ended her up in the forest, surrounded by trees that now all had been either knocked down or had marks from her keyblade.

It's when someone speaks that she's brought back to the present, eyes widening as she takes a defensive stance - though when he shows no intent to harm her she lowers her weapon.

"I.. what is it to you?" She's keeping the keyblade out, ready to go at a moments notice, and yet.. maybe a fresh start was needed, someone who had a reason not to know her name.

[losttothedarkness]

“I’m not your enemy. Not today. But train like I might be tomorrow.” Alistair hummed as he looked at her. He had been helping her train for some time now. She had come a long way, but she still had a long way to go. @voidaldrifters

Saffron sat on her perch of a nearby roof. Keeping her distance, but listening to Alistair's words.

Honestly the thought of her ever fighting this man in a serious battle. It sounded a little rediculous.

She'd Never, Fight A Friend, or a Loved one for that matter.

"Oh Ali, that's hilarious. Like you would ever be my enemy. You know I could never raise a keyblade to you in a serious fight."

For one he'd beat her. That was just a fact. While Saffron did have pride in herself. She also had enough awareness to know. He'd beat her.

But, then there was the other side to her. The one that couldn't stand down from a challenge. No matter how uneven the odds looked. While she wasn't a foreteller.

Saffron was a leader. Her party members relied on her to stand strong. Even in the darkest of times. She was the hope that made them keep fighting. If She backed down to a challenge. Their trust in her would be jeopardized.

There was also the benefit she got from the training. Even if she couldn't Beat Ali, he was a good way to gauge her progress. To see how far she's come since she came to Daybreak town.

That cheerful, and overly entertain smiled shifted towards something more serious. Her stance changing to a more crouched position. More Steady, More Focused.

Gaze Burning with the kind of fire that could only burn from someone on a mission. To Save Her clan... which meant she needed to get stronger. As Fast as possible.

"But I'd also never insult you, but not giving it my everything." A warrior showed respect by giving a sparring session their everything.

It was a code she'd learned in her former world, and while she didn't agree with her clan's ways entirely. This was the one rule she held close to her chest.

Lightning charged into her feet. "So Game on Love~"