Reconnisance (Open)

[Xaldin]

A flurry of silver and black appeared on one of the rooftops lining the main road of Olympus. Xaldin stepped out, lifting his hood as he did. Staying in Castle Oblivion and the castle had grown boring, so he had made himself a mission to study this world. Though not assigned by Xemnas or Saix, he doubted that they would worry, as long as some benefit came out of it. Moving quickly, he propelled himself to the next rooftop, then again until he had a good vantage point on the main square. He leaned down on one knee and got low so as to not be seen.

Then, with the flick of a finger, he sent three Dragoons to investigate around as he noted the activities of the people. Well, their technology is primitive compared to other worlds... he thought, mentally noting that. He then turned his head, watching all around him.

[lucario]

It was a bright warm day and there were few clouds in the day sky. The wind slowly blew them across the sky. The sun light bounced off the ground causing somewhat of a glare. Slowly the the temperature began to drop as a large cloud blew over sun making the temperature drop to about 85 degrees. The wind picked up quickly pushing the cloud out of the suns way making the temperature rise it up to 90. The ground was even hotter than the air due to it absorbing all the heat from the sun but it seemed that it didn’t bother the people since they continued on with their daily lives.

He wore his usual Purple pants and purple jacket. The jackets tail extended all the way down to the back of his knees as at the wrists was folded back. The folded back wrist was black along with the collar of his jacket. Just inside his collar there was a black scarf that wrapped around his neck several times and neatly came to in end with both ends of the scarf into a neat little knot. Under his jacket was a whit button up shirt that was un-tucked. He wore a monocle over his left eye and had a gold trim around it. On his back there was a okatana sword with the handle extending out past his right shoulder. It wasn't in a black sheath with a yellow ribbon wrapped around it. The sword floated there with no string around it rather that Lucario focused his aura into a small nearly invisible string that wrapped around around the sword making it seem as if it floated in the air. On his hands there were black gloves with metal guard over the knuckles then finally his shoes were black.

Lucario carried a barrel on his shoulder setting it down in the arena. Even though today there was no fighting or tournament going on he figured he might as well train. Lucario then began to push the barrels into place for his traning exercise. After three minutes he finally pushed the last barrel into place and turned around making sure everything was where it needed to be. He began to count the barrels and he stopped at twenty. Lucario walked to the center of the arena and closed his eyes. He could feel the heat from the sun beating down on him and bouncing off the ground. His body relaxed and for a brief second everything around him seemed to stop in its tracks. The last of his breath left his lungs and as it did his eyes opened and he dashed at the first barrel.

He raised his left hand turning it into a fist aiming for the center of the barrel. Lucario arm bent back and then lunged forward hitting the barrel. The force cause the barrel to split into two pieces. He then bent his knees and jumped upward. He looked down and twisted his waist to the right. With all his strength he twisted the opposite way and began to spin he moved his left leg out as he feel the ground. The heel of his foot landed on a barrel causing it to shatter from sheer force. He landed on his right foot as he bent down putting all his weight on it. His balance was improving more and more with each training session he had. Lucario moved his right hand to the sheath of his blade taking it off his back. Now that his body was warmed up he was going to try some new techniques that he had developed along his travels.

He moved the sheathed blade to his waist and moved his left leg forward. A smirk slowly crept on his face as it appeared that he had vanished. Faster then the eye could blink Lucario was back in the center of the arena with the blade drawn. There were chunks of the barrels missing as the all fell over. Lucario looked over his shoulder and noded no doubt this move would be used in the future. The sword draw was the most basic stance in the advance form of Gatotsu or Lucarios fighting style. He put the sword back in the sheath and began to walk away. He hung the okatana back on his back and looked around once more. There were still plenty of barrels left but he needed to go get some water.

He walked over to a clay pot taking of the lid and began to drink the cold water that was inside. The pot was decorated with arena fighters fighting. He sat down in the shade relaxing for bit. Lucarios kept replaying the attack he did over and over. This was how he learned all his techniques. He would attempt the move once and if it worked he would keep going over it till it became part of his reflexes. The only reason he did it like that was since that’s how he was trained by his original master. Lucario then began to think about what he would call this technique, but his thoughts were interrupted as he saw a shadow moving around the ground. He looked around and saw a Dragoon flying around. He just stared at it with a calm face. His moved his right hand up as a purple little sphere began to form in his palm.

“Oradama. (Aurasphere)” Lucario mumbled.

The purple sphere was about the size of a baseball as it fired out of his hand. The sphere fired out with black waves radiating off it. Lucario had attached a small thin line of his aura to sphere so that if he missed he’d make the string shorted and move his arm making the sphere change directions. If the sphere hit it would cause a small explosion damaging the Dragoon or perhaps killing if it hit the right spot. The reason Lucario fired on it was because he had rarely seen nobodies or fought them. So he figured if he could at least get it fall from the sky he could look at it and see what nobodies really were.