You are no longer welcome here [active]

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Character(s): Saïx and Marluxia
Content: Saïx runs across the wayward Assassin. Fighting ensues
Setting: Out on the streets of Paixao
Time: Dusk, week 15
Warnings: violence, at the least

Contrary to what some might have believed, tracking the former was not a simple task. While he was able to get some help from the Lessers, he could hardly use his Berserkers without announcing his hand in this, and the Dusks were nowhere near as helpful in a search as his own. But with a lack of emotions came a certain amount of patience.

Thus, his presence just outside where Marluxia seemed to have been holing himself up, these past weeks. He made no effort to announce himself, however. A traitor didn't deserve that sort of courtesy. Not when his very life should have been forfeit weeks ago. The only warning given would be the sound of the door being rather rudely hauled open. It was all he deserved.

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Marluxia thrust his scythe in front of him with the intent of blocking the attack sent his way. The wave split before him, surging past either side of him, close enough for him to feel the power behind it. Marluxia needed to leave. If not to escape the scene of the battle entirely, then at least the house itself. There was too little room to maneuver, too little he could do. Saix had the obvious advantage and from the looks of things, he knew it.

But he still had one trick up his sleeve, even in these cramped quarters, and if the Superior could fall for it, then perhaps Saix as well. Slender vines snaked through the air around Saix, twisting together, with petals making lazy orbits around each cord. They formed a very loose cage around the Nobody, moving as he did, but otherwise doing seemingly no damage.

Marluxia readied himself for Saix's next strike, scythe raised defensively, and waited.