is this what we deserve, can we break free

[sandandflannel.livejournal.com]

Who: Everyone
What: The Darkness has taken the Denizens of Light. How will they retaliate, having reached their destination?
Where: Alexandria
When: Sunday, June 12

Koios stood silently looking out of the window of Jagannatha's former quarters. He watched as their enemies rose from the Darkness that had pulled them in, stealing them away from their safe havens and bringing them here, where perhaps all of their worst fears would come true.

Alexandria's sky had turned black. The only things illuminating the false world anymore were a scant few lamps and candles... and the Hearts of the Allies of Light themselves. One had appeared with a fortress of Light, destroying many of the homes around them as Darkness threw her out of its arms. He watched, morbidly fascinated, as one by one, they rose into their cage.

Chernabog glowered down at them from above. He was a fine choice for the role of sentinel, boasting nearly as much power as the First Darkness himself. Koios, as well as the Heartless and Nobodies swarming about below, were nothing short of a safety measure - not that Jagannatha found it particularly necessary. In truth, it was more of a courtesy for the Nobody, a chance to properly boast to the losers, should he wish to take it. But for now, he remained where he was, observing the scene unfold impassively.

If Koios knew anything about the Key Bearers and Refugees, they wouldn't give up simply because they'd been trapped here, in Darkness, with no way discernible way out. No. That would only empower them. But the question remained: what would be their next step?

In any case, he thought, it would definitely prove to be a good show.

OOC: If you were not on the list of exceptions, you are now in Alexandria. Anyone who has any way of sensing the Hearts of others will know that any people native to this world have no Hearts, just as the world itself is lacking one. And yet, not a one of them is a Nobody.

All methods of transportation will fail.

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[belegwen.livejournal.com]

Mabry yawned. She had actually drifted asleep reading when the Darkness had come for her, though the sudden change in location had woken her. They book was still in her hands, as well as the overnight bag she had packed, and even the canes she had been using to get around.

Sitting on the ground, she calmly marked her page, and pulled her laptop from the bag. It turned on, but to her disappointment there was no connection at all, something that had never happened before, not since the Earth had first been destroyed. Curious.

Still, she was alive and that was something. And she had some supplies and that was something else.

She knew she had been among the last to be taken--perhaps some odd courtesy of Jagannatha?--and she expected the others must be nearby. So the thing to do was the find them.

She carefully returned the laptop to the bag, then using the canes hauled herself laboriously to her feet. Once she was standing, she stood for a couple minutes waiting to catch her breath.

[ariakitsune.livejournal.com]

"Y'know, I think I've been here before," Aria said conversationally to Pancake.

She didn't know how the critter was the first to find her but, there it was.

"I have the strangest urge to suggest storming the castle but, I think we'll see if we can sniff out some friends first."

Pancake didn't seem to have any objections.

"Lucky I keep supplies on me all the time, huh? No pancakes though." The critter made a sad face at the last part but, otherwise didn't do anything besides sniff curiously at their surroundings.

[thirteenth_brat]

Roxas was somewhere in the town, recognizing the place from the attempted recon many months ago, when he'd somehow managed to get turned into a frog and the later rescue of the Princesses. He would have been curious to look around but for a more immediate concern.

He still held Sora's pendant firmly in hand, the broken chain dangling free. It was the main reason he hadn't arrived ready to fight, being somewhat stricken. Sora was never without this pendant. That Roxas had it with no sign of Sora anywhere was worrying enough. That it seemed to have been taken forcibly... Roxas didn't even want to think about what could have happened. He needed to find his friends and he needed to find them now.

If only he knew where to start looking...

[ryuuzoku-aya.livejournal.com]

"RARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGHHHHH!!"

It sounded like the roar of some kind of monster. Maybe a Denizen of the Darkness sent to torment the prisoners. What it really was, arguably, was much worse.

Aya had arrived.

Those that hadn't seen her for months would be hard-pressed to recognize her. She was lean and far more tank from days spent out in the desert hunting monsters. Her clothing seemed more in line with what someone of Ivalice would wear though she had certainly forgone any of the midriff-baring styles that were so popular on that world. It was as if, despite denying the title on the community, she was trying to aim for the fancier fashions that Sky Pirates usually roll with. Her goggles, those special ones, were around her neck as she was unwilling to let her trump card out of her sight in these times.

The scarred woman spins around, looking mildly surprised to be alive. It was dark here, certainly as dark as she had seen when she peered through the Lenses of Time to view the fate of a man she saw pulled down before her. This good fortune is immediately forgotten as she lurches over to the nearest wall, gripping it with both hands, then driving her head against it.

"GET OUT!" she howled, slamming her head against it. Immediately, she pulled away at the pain, "Damn you to hell!"

open thine eyes

Defiantly, she bashed her head against the wall again.

[hyperpsyche.livejournal.com]

Well, that had been therapeutic. Take that, evil... houses... of Darkness... (Ren really hoped that nobody had been inside any of them during Alexander's attack.)

Okay, so it hadn't really accomplished anything productive. But at least Ren had been able to strike back against Jagannatha and his grand scheme in some minor way. That was enough to keep her motivated for the time being.

"So, you pulled a glorified world shift on us. Big frigging deal," Ren muttered, even though she wasn't sure if Jagannatha or any of his allies could hear her at the moment. "Like I'm gonna just lie down and give up because of that."

That said, she pulled out her nailbat and started off in a random direction. The sooner she met up with the others, the sooner they could work together to find a way out of this place.

Meanwhile, outside Alexandria...

[firstmaster.livejournal.com]

Ah, freedom. There was nothing else like it. Being free from the torment of his eternal rival, once again claiming the chance to begin his empire anew...

I still can't believe you actually quoted that, Patrick giggled, bringing a frown to his face. Perhaps Jagannatha could be free from the Light, but there was still his host, for the time being.

"Mirror, mirror, on the wall," a voice whispered lovingly. "Who's the fairest of them all?"

The mirror seemed to contemplate this for a moment from the wall of Radiant Garden's throne room, and, finding Princess Snow White beyond reach, answered, "You, my queen, are the fairest of them all." Queen Grimhilde was delighted, and, he suspected, finally assured of their victory. He smiled to himself, and closed his eyes momentarily, taking a moment to breathe.

He wondered how Maleficent and her students were, and how they were faring. One, he knew, was already against him, should the remaining Allies of Light decide to put up a fight. He also knew that she used Darkness and cunning as the crux of her power, and wondered how she expected to pit that against the First Darkness itself.

Surely, it would be a spectacular thing to see, when the time came.

[seolearo.livejournal.com]

Everything blured, and began to sway. Ray's hand shot out to the nearby wall. The attempt at stabilizing everything failed miserably, and she found herself sinking to the ground with a shudder.

The pain from those scratches hadn't been this bad before they'd gotten here. Adrenaline, probably. How deep were the wounds? How much blood had she lost? Did the Darkness that had pulled her in make it worse? Certainly, being sick didn't help, and unfortunately, she was considerably lacking in potions after having been told to stay out of the fight for a while, so it wasn't going to be getting healed anytime soon.

Fat lot of good staying out of trouble had done.

She rested her forehead on the wall, still leaning on it with one arm. This wasn't how the day was supposed to go. It was supposed to be a normal day, a regular old walk to Aerith's to get some medicine. How could this have happened? A simple walk shouldn't have turned out like this...

But it had. Wherever the Darkness had taken her, Ray wasn't in Radiant Garden anymore. This was hostile territory, as far as she was concerned, and they could hardly let some narcissistic jerkass - Jagannatha, really? - keep them here.

Not that she was going to be much help like this...

A little later after her chat/maybe-fight with Koios...

[ryuuzoku-aya.livejournal.com]

(OOC: Koios mun might not be around for some time so to avoid being PARIS CURSED there is a small timeskip ahead of a day or two here.)

Aya stumbled forward like a zombie, glassy, blood-shot eyes glaring around her, daring Denizen of Light and Heartless native to cross her. Anything for an excuse to flip out and attack someone. Unusually, Aya had been rather well behaved thus far: she hadn't actually picked a fight with anyone. Yet.

move

"Let go of me, demon." She muttered to herself, uncaring if those around her heard. Too many others already called her crazy, she didn't mind adding to that group. It at least kept the enemies she had pulled in her with her far enough away.

thy Heart and Mind know my kin
time dwindles
move

Rounding a corner, she stumbled into an open square, crammed with other Denizens of Light from all worlds, huddling together, coping with their imprisonment. Spirits broken, most had withdrawn into themselves and hardly paid yet another person any attention. Aya's nose curled distastefully at the scene, drawing her gaze across the crowd until something caught her eye, something big.

The castle of Alexandria. The massive, beautiful structure she'd seen before so long ago in an FMV. But there was something else, another reason it was so familiar.

remember

Visions swarmed her mind and her eyes widened. "THAT...!" she shouted, pointing at the magnificent castle, "It's there! It's THERE! I SAW IT! THAT'S THE WAY!"

A nearby mother and child looked up at her, terrified and curious of her ravings.

"The Light." Aya whispered hoarsely, "I need to find them. I have to tell the others!" Without another moment's hesitation, she turned on her heel and ran.

A Dark Keyblader approaches. Will fight off 2-3 Refs.

[best-offense.livejournal.com]

Some people just look... at home, on the battlefield. This guy was a pinnacle that exemplifies such thoughts. He looked rough and mean, standing casually surveying the various choices of who to fight. It wasn't a peaceful look on his face, but one might mistake it for such a look, he looked pleased. Happy about what was or was going to happen.

A dark surge of energy formed under his left hand and a keyblade appeared. Black designs graced a silver finish, the keyblade had a smooth mirrored look to it and was a single piece of metal save the handle. The guard, the shaft, the teeth were all a finished mirrored metal.

Maybe talking to him might do some good?