http://sceadu-gemynd.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] sceadu-gemynd.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] paixaorpg2009-08-12 04:09 pm

What do you see? [active]

Character(s): Zexion and Angeal
Content: A young man, on the run from the Heartless. Or so it seems anyway...
Setting: Somewhere
Time: Still too dark to tell
Warnings: Heartless, possible manipulation

To be perfectly honest, Zexion had nothing to fear from the Heartless. He had no heart for them to steal, and while they did, on occasion, swarm around him there was never any danger to his own person. However, it did raise something of a problem when he was busy being someone he wasn't. Zexion of the Organization had reason to not fear them; the man whose form he had assumed did.

Luckily enough, it was child's play to arrange create his own 'Shadows'. He know their habits, their appearance, and how they attacked. And that was all he needed to create the illusion of a small swarm of shadows, looming up out of the darkness. One more lie added to the web of them that was everything he planned.

Thus, anyone who happened to pass by would see a pale young man with messily-trimmed red hair backed up against a wall, with a look of determined desperation on his face as he attempted to (largely unsuccesfully) hold off a swarm of Shadows with little more than what could only be described as a handful of multi-colored sparks.

[identity profile] eaturdumbapple.livejournal.com 2009-08-18 03:36 pm (UTC)(link)
The monsters went down far more easily that he would have expected, but he couldn't exactly say he was complaining. Perhaps these types of creatures were simply weak, like the beasts Sephiroth would brag about taking down in one blow, or Genesis' irritation and strange retorts at the fact. Funny how life seemed to change so quickly, but he was created to adapt after all.

Not important. Someone seemed injured.

Sliding the small sword back into its holster, the winged man stepped forward carefully, holding out one hand to help the other up, or at least offer a bit of support. There had been quite a few of those things anyway, and he still wasn't sure of where there would be a medical facility anywhere nearby.

Then again... he hadn't tried exerting his true powers yet, so there was the off chance he would be able to offer a Cure spell if the other needed it. But he would wait and see, first of all.

"You alright?" He asked, as though he hadn't even been fighting at all. And truthfully, the attempt had been effortless, so he truly hadn't.