Play Date

[Loz]

There was something strange about this.

In fact, it was uncomfortably bizarre, the entire setting was disorienting and it bombarded his perception and what little common sense he had. Everything around him had grown in size and with each step he took, his boots sank slightly into the ground. It was like walking mud, but not. In fact, it was a bit difficult to maneuver. It was soft, plushy, but dense enough that his feet weren’t sinking into the ground. Not to mention the ground was colorful. Shapes and colors in no specific sense or direction, scattered with no purpose. And was that an eye? Loz stood still, observing the floor. It was a picture of someone…

Lifting his head, the silver haired man glared irritably around him, at the humongous white washed walls, oversized posters and a sharp drop to his right. To his left was a wall and right above it, a window. Morning light shone through, bathing his surrounding in an even lighting. There were shelves, about the size of multiple houses stacked on top of each other. It was nothing the eldest brother of three had ever seen. The plush ground he was standing on stretched on and on for several meters before dipping into an unknown that Loz cannot see. A glance in the corner and Loz spotted a giant door.

Unsure of just what the heck was going on, the man proceeded on, towards the edge of the ‘cliff’. He had been sent here on an assignment to detain a particular someone for his youngest brother, who was the leader of the three. Why they sent him here was beyond his knowledge, but he will soon discover just why Loz, the strongest of the three silver haired men was the chosen one for this mission. However, his assignment was nowhere to be seen…

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[nothito]

It's likely that the silver haired man couldn't find his assignment because said assignment was busy watching him.

He had ducked back behind some books as the silver haired man scanned the bookshelves, but was soon standing right back where he was on the edge of the shelf, observing. The man standing on the shelf had been in the world already for a few hours on an assignment of his own: explore this world not yet visited by the Organization and determine if there was anything of worth in it. The man's analysis? Amusing, but utterly worthless. No heartless, no keybladers, no nothing. Just a huge world that looked to be a child's bedroom or something. In fact, he was just about to leave and report to his superior when the silver haired man appeared.

While the man's face showed no hint of any sort of emotion, beneath the surface he was quite curious. Just who else had happened upon this infrequently visited world? It was probably some maggot unworthy of the blue haired man's notice, but the other man WAS the first humanoid creature he had seen during his whole assignment. Perhaps a resident? Raising one black gloved hand, the man opened up a portal overflowing with darkness and stepped through it.

In a few seconds the man was walking out of the portal, now standing clearly in view in the shadowy part of the squishy surface, away from the window and the silver hair, which the blue haired man had discovered to be a bed from his vantage point on the shelf. The silver haired man would see from where he stood in the morning sunlight that a man with silky blue hair that was spiked at the top, wearing a black cloak with matching boots and gloves slowly walking toward him, an empty look upon his face.

"Amused by this strange little world?" the man questioned, moving his arm in a slow sweeping motion, as if showing the silver haired man the room. Piercing yellow eyes glared holes into the silver man as he continued onward in a voice utterly devoid of feeling. "Might I ask who you are and why you've descended upon this cheerful world? Or do you live here?" the blue haired man questioned before going silent, arms hanging by his sides, ready to spring into action should this man prove to be unfriendly.

It was a simple enough question. How would the silver haired man respond?

[Loz]

[Interesting choice of colors…]
The silver haired man was surprised. Though it was only slightly and hard to pick up, the ground beneath him moved slightly. Turning, he spotted his target. The ground was like a spider’s web. Any tiny movement causes a light tremble that only someone as acutely aware as Loz would be able to feel. The silver haired man looked his opponent over, who was just a bit less muscular looking than him, with long hair and a calm demeanor. He didn’t appear capable of taking Loz on. A large grin lit up the burly man’s face.

“Mother sent me to play,” Loz answered simply, his words enunciated clearly and slowly, as if he was repeating a regal command. There was clear contempt in the man’s deep voice despite the devious smirk on his face.

The pile bunker on his left arm shifted, spikes jutting forward, and the man bounced on his feet, the cushion underneath giving him an extra spring in his bounce, realizing just how much fun this might be.

Stepping forward, he brought up his left arm, beckoning to his assignment with a good-natured grin. “Let’s play.”

The subtle bouncing suddenly turned into a lunge as Loz used the cushiony mattress underneath to launch himself forward. Dual Hound at the ready.

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[nothito]

(Help me with colors then, mon cherie)

"Mother?"

The question from the blue haired man lacked his usual long winded speech and tangled web of deception. Even an eyebrow was raised ever so slightly at Loz's response to his previous questions. However, beneath the surface, the cloak wearing man was ever so slightly irritated by the fact that two of his questions had been left unanswered. This man would be a terrible bore to try to talk to, wouldn't he?

While it was true the blue haired man didn't notice Loz's subtle bouncing, he had anticipated that he wasn't the only one who had seen that they were on a bed, which was generally quite bouncy. Thus it wasn't much of a shock when the silver haired can bounded forward quickly, much quicker than a man of his girth should have been able to.

The lunge proved to be all for naught as the black cloaked man sprang off to the side, allowing the silver haired man to continue forward and land safely, unless he wished to continue his attack in mid-air. Sharp yellow eyes stared upon Loz indifferently, as if the man had just offered him a handshake rather than just having attacked him.

"All you wish to do is 'play' rather than answer such simple questions? So be it. I'll just force answers out of you. And perhaps this 'Mother' too once I coax you to divulge her location," the blue haired man announced emotionlessly before he raised one hand out in front of him. Instantly his weapon, a massive claymore in fully activated form, appeared in his hand. Slowly, the man moved the claymore to his side in a one handed stance as he crouched, as though he were about to strike already even though Loz was a fair distance away.

"You may wish to know the name of the man who is going to kill you," the blue haired man started before he leapt forward, a foot or two above the bed, closing half the distance between the two before landing heavily on the bed, noticeably indenting it for a mere second before the bed sprang back up to oppose his forceful landing. The man used the force of the bed springing back into place to launch himself forward quickly at Loz, bringing his claymore forward in a wide arc aimed for the silver haired man's stomach.

"Saïx, the Luna Diviner."

[Loz]

Loz didn’t expect to reach Saix in one bound. Even with the spring of the bed and his power, the man was still too far away for Loz to tackle immediately. Landing halfway and bouncing slightly on the bed, Loz smirked and turned his head towards the strange man. His body remained stationary, pinned to the bed in a crouch. All this talk, talk, talk. Loz just wanted some fun. As if reading his thoughts, a giant club like weapon appeared in the cloaked man’s hand. The smirk turned into an ear to ear grin. Now, he was finally going to have some fun.

The man did not move as the other jumped, using the bed as he had to push himself up and forward. Finally, he stood up as Saix launched himself at the silver haired man. Dual Hound sizzled as Loz brought his arm up to his abdomen, the protective armor of the weapon facing outward as the giant claymore was swung towards him.

Right before it struck Dual Hound though, Loz once again leapt, pushing himself off the bed and over Saix. In mid-air, Loz somersaulted halfway so that he was upside down with his arms reaching for Saix, practically doing a full handstand in mid air above his head. Two strong arms grabbed for the blue haired nobody. If successful, one would have taken hold of Saix by the loose hood, no doubt flapping about from Saix’s acrobatic maneuvers. The other grabbed a fistful of the man’s baby blue long hair. As gravity pulled him back down behind Saix, Loz would use the momentum to throw the nobody towards the wall, which might be the only effective way to harm anybody on this battle field since the ground is practically insulated. Though a distance away, Loz’s supernatural strength would be able to throw Saix right into the wall without even breaking a sweat.

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[nothito]

Blocking the attack or taking the attack was what Saïx anticipated. Dodging the attack? Slightly unexpected.

As the man disappeared from view, Saïx, who was halfway through his swing at the time, just kept on swinging the weapon, quickly turning himself around. Thinking on his feet, Saïx assumed that the silver haired brawler would merely jump behind him and try to attack his exposed back. Saïx could fend off such a simple strategy! This strange assailant would have to think a bit deeper to keep the Luna Diviner entertained and not lose his life.

Despite mentally staying condescending to the silver haired man who didn't seem like the sharpest tool in the tool shed, the Luna Diviner was surprised, though you couldn't tell it by looking at him, when he found a powerful grip on his hood. The blue hair that Loz sought to grasp had swayed out of his grasp as the Luna Diviner pivoted to attack Loz when he landed behind him.

What would have been a continuation of the wide arcing slash aimed at Loz's back became a slash aimed for Loz's shoulder as the Luna Diviner quickly found himself losing his grip on the ground and being flung through the air with inhuman strength. Whether or not the slash at Loz's shoulder connected, Saïx would find himself being flung straight toward the wall.

Using the momentum of Loz's throw, the blue haired man began to spin himself head over heels at the wall. When the crash came, as it eventually would, Saïx hit it feet first in a crouch like position. The impact sent a sharp pain through the Luna Diviner's legs, but he was able to kick off the wall and land on the bed, albeit a bit shakily.

Saïx's face didn't give off a single expression of pain or anger or anything, but beneath the surface he was getting irritated. While he felt no true emotions, he could still feel the pain shooting through his legs from the heavy impact with the wall. He could still move quickly, perhaps still quicker than the silver haired man, but he could use a little reprieve from the pain in his legs in order to stay on par and better then the silver haired man.

With nary a word, the Luna Diviner outstretched the hand that wasn't holding his claymore and summoned forth an orb of energy in his hand. The energy expanded into a large perfect sphere before the Luna Diviner, instead of firing it at his opponent, fired it upward into the air high above the arena, to a height of about 36 feet above the surface of the bed. Then, most surprisingly, the blue haired man did nothing. He waited silently, prepared to fend off any follow-up attack from Loz. Just what was he planning to do with the white sphere floating up in the sky, casting a pure white light over the arena?

He could feel the light from the orb deep within his soul...and it was making him stronger...

[Loz]

The sharp steel of the other’s weapon bit into Loz’s right shoulder blade as he hurled the cloaked nobody towards the wall. Loz winced, assessing the damage done to his shoulder. It wasn’t deep. If Saix had been more aware of the fact that he was about to be tossed, Loz’s right arm would have been gone. Nevertheless, Loz was the first to shed blood. That did not please the man at all. Not to mention it hurts. Gripping his shoulder, Loz’s face scrunched up, the sour feeling of tears bunching up behind his eyes. But he did not cry. Instead, he gritted his teeth and rotated his right shoulder, as much as it pained him. He was alright. He was strong. He had Mother’s blessing.

And with that conviction backing him up, the man charged forward, intending on finishing Saix. Or better yet, have the other provide even more entertainment for Loz. Not that the nobody would be successful.

As he approached the nobody, Loz stopped when he saw the energy glowing in Saix’s palm. Raising his arm in defense, Loz expected the nobody to shoot the beam in his direction. Instead, Saix tossed it into the sky, and Loz glanced up at it, wondering just what the nobody planned on doing.

…Absolutely nothing. After awhile, Loz stood up from his defensive stance, a look of impatient confusion on his face.

“Hmm?” It seems the strange glowing orb was not about to attack Loz, nor had it done anything obvious to the eye yet.

Assuming it was nothing, Loz dashed forward, pulling his fist back to punch the Demon Man in the face.

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[nothito]

Loz was being ignored.

It's not that a towering silver haired bulk of muscle threatening to smash his head open was beneath Saïx's notice. Rather, it was the fact that the false moon floating above him was starting to have its powerful effect on him. The Luna Diviner welcomed the rays radiating from the moon he had conjured up and tossed into the sky, letting its power radiate into him. Though he would never say it aloud, he was letting the moon make him into a lunatic.

As Loz got over his shock of not being blasted by the orb of energy and continued his dash to harm the fair haired nobody, said nobody suddenly grinned widely at the silver haired man, charging right back at him with his claymore dragging along the bed behind him in his right hand.

"Ehehehehehehehehehehehe!"

The Luna Diviner was heedless to danger now, which made it all the more dangerous for the individual he was battling. As the two combatants raced to meet each other, Saïx quickly lifted his weapon over his head and, as the two finally met, the Luna Diviner roared furiously, jumped up, and brought the blade down at Loz. The blade, should it have hit Loz, would slice from the man's upper right shoulder to his left hip, inadvertently aimed to be as deep as it could go without outright killing the silver haired man. If the Luna Diviner hadn't at just about the same time as the slash been smashed by a large fist, it might have been aimed to be fatal.

The large fist, due to the last minute hop by Saïx, did not reach its intended target of the blue haired man's face, but instead plowed right into his right shoulder. There was a sickening crunch of bones as the blow landed due to the silver haired man's immense strength. The blow knocked the blue haired man backwards after he slashed, sending him almost back into the wall. Saïx spun onto his feet once again, and once again not a single pained expression crossed the man's face. Only a wild and manic grin resided on his face as he crouched, ready to charge again if his prey was not felled.

(Sorry for any possible badness. You know how late it is for me xD)

[Loz]

The nobody was a maniac. Then again, Loz wasn’t exactly known of having the screws in his head wound up tight enough. It was a lunatic versus a lunatic. Hearing the man chuckle, a reaction that Loz had been waiting for since the start of the fight. That seemed to have popped off the final screw. Loz’s grin grew as the Demon Man jumped, slamming down the giant weapon on him. He could have dodged, back off to avoid the slanted slice. But doing so would ruin Loz’s chance to hit Saix. The Dual Hound attached to his right hand cackled with numbing energy as Loz slammed his fist right into the other’s shoulder. At the same time, the powerful swing cut deep into his right shoulder blade, but not enough to complete the slice Saix had intended. As soon as the nobody was slung back, now crackling and no doubt numb with the discharge of the stun gun hidden within Dual Hound, Loz sprung forward, completely unaware of the wound on his right shoulder blade that would have usually rendered a normal man’s arm immobile. If not for the adrenaline of fighting a crazy man and the thrill of the fight, Loz would have found it impossible to move his right arm. His punch to the others stomach seemed to have no effect, as Saix stood up, ready to once again fight the man.

Suddenly, Loz began to glow, a radiating blue shimmer. And within a second, he was in front of Saix, so close that it would have been difficult for Saix to use that giant claymore of his. A gun in his right hand and Dual Hound on the left, a punch directed at the side of Saix’s head. A leg pulled up, and a boot shoved into the other’s stomach, pushing the two away from each other. All at once, Loz brought up his right arm, a shooting frenzy directed in the direction of the nobody. All this was done in two swift moves, so fast that only enhanced eyes would be able to detect the movements, let alone deflect them with ease.

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