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Post by michael on Nov 25, 2010 12:51:05 GMT -5
Michael paced back and forth, he needed to find a way off this place, and back to his homeworld. He sighed as he stopped walking, and placed his hands in his pockets. The man looked over at Red Ruby which lay on the ground a few feet away. Michael was standing in an empty ally way. He then removed his left hand from his pocket, and sighed. As darkness covered it up, "Why'd I do it, why'd I take it?" he asked himself. The man shook his hand, causing the darkness to fade away.
He walked over to his sword, and picked it up. He placed it on his side, and walked out of the ally and into the empty Sandlot. Michael chuckled, "Odd this place is normally full of people. Mostly kids doing that struggle battle shit." said Michael as he started walking. He was going to get something to eat, after all a man needed to eat.
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Post by bulletproof on Nov 28, 2010 12:02:46 GMT -5
Phasing in from a rift of darkness was a regular thing for any organization member, they would simply fade in and out whenever it was necessary. Luxord had just done so, as a matter of fact, directly in Michael's path. Whether he had done so on purpose was a completely different thing. He looked ahead with a curious gaze and examined the boy that had been walking toward him. He thought to himself briefly, asking a question that he had most likely overcomplicated.
"Should I approach him with utter virulence or complete palliation for popping up in his way?" Luxord placed his hand to his chin and rubbed his golden beard, after a few seconds of this he began to laugh heavily, possibly at the fact that his previous question made it seem like he actually cared. Luxord waved his hand in the air distinctly, causing fair game to appear in his grasp. He curled his fingers inwards after smiling joyously, his hand of cards now sifting rampantly through the air before him.
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Post by michael on Nov 28, 2010 12:56:45 GMT -5
Michael at the site of the man who appeared out of nowhere, gripped tighter on Red Ruby. Then with out notice the man summoned.....playing cards? Michael had to stop himself from laughing. He thought the man might actually be a threat, but it turned out he wasn't. The golden eyed man walked towards the blonde. "Hello sir." he said, trying to be friendly. Which wasn't always up Michael's ally, but he figured why not give it a try. He studied the man, from his black coat to his hair. The man didn't look bad, just out of place.
Then again Michael was one to talk, when he first came to Twilight Town he was wearing armor. Which he quickly replaced with clothes that fit into this worlds place. The man sighed, as he tapped his sword on his shoulder. "So what's your name, mine is Michael." he said, again doing his best to ve friendly. Michael really wanted to fight, it was in his blood. However he knew fighting everyone wouldn't help him get off this world.
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Post by bulletproof on Dec 5, 2010 5:07:22 GMT -5
Scoffing at the boy seemed to be Luxord's first reaction as he folded his unused arm in between his bicep and his torso. He shot a vicious glance at the golden set of eyes that walked towards him as the mouth that paired with them spoke in the form of a question. Luxord sighed heavily causing his chest cavity to contract bluntly, one might think that he had expelled any amount of air from within his lungs from how deeply he had done so.
After re-filling his air supply Luxord smirked, making his decision a finite one. "With utter virulence". He said to himself eagerly as the man awaited his response. "Who are you to ask me such a thing? If I were to tell you my name, then you would tell me yours and so forth. That would put us into the position of friendship, which is a precarious situation that I would like to avoid". Pausing for a moment he looks at the faces of his cards and then back to his original view point. "I say this with full honesty, I am no friend of yours."
Luxord slowly directs his smirk into an eerie grin as he half-heartedly mocks the boy. He hadn't felt like being too established at the very moment. He lowered his other arm in order to join the idle one in a fully crossed pose, his cards still spinning before him diligently.
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Post by michael on Dec 5, 2010 13:18:33 GMT -5
Michael was starting to not like this man, he was being rude. The boy rolled his eyes, and again tapped his sword on his shoulder. His golden eyes looking around, maybe for something to do besides talk to this man. However he couldn't find anyone or thing, "Alright then sir, have it your way. I wasn't trying to make friends, just have conversation." said Michael, as he placed his hand on hand brake of his blade. One pull, and it would lit up in the faint red glow. Michael had no plans on using it, but it was better to be safe then sorry. After all he knew absolutely nothing about the Organization XIII member before(heck he didn't even know he was with Organization XIII let alone what Organization XIII was).
The boy frowned, he couldn't think of anything to say. That was until he remembered he needed to get off this world, "If you won't tell me your name, at least answer me this. You wouldn't happen to know away off this world would you?" he asked, tapping his foot on the ground. "I've been stuck here for awhile with no way off." he said, even if the man didn't care Michael told him.
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Post by bulletproof on Dec 10, 2010 4:29:47 GMT -5
Luxord glanced at Michael with a look of disdain as he shook his head vigorously. He flicked his eyes at Michael and then at the ground before him, summoning what seemed to be two chairs made out of larger, silver cards. Luxord sat gracefully in the chair and called forth his fair game cards into his gloved hand. "Just because we're strangers, that doesn't mean we can't play a game of cards." Luxord furled his brow in irritaton at the non-chalant way that Michael portrayed himself. He shuffled the cards as if waiting for an answer and sighed heavily.
He continues to shuffle, creating several bridge folds while listening to Michael. "I've no idea, in the slightest." Luxord smirked as he layed out a hand of cards in the air before him. He aimed his gaze behind michael as a cloud of shadows began to form. He plucked an ace of diamonds from his hand and threw it with great precision into the mass of shadow. As an odd noise is heard coming from behind the man, Luxord grins slyly. "Perhaps they would know, oh wait-- heartless are what brought you here in the first place, correct?"
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