Never trust the men in robes [Active]

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Character(s): Xemnas, Lenne, ....Saix :D
Content: Now it's time for the first specimen... And why not start with a face he's already found interest in?
Setting: K4 streets
Time: Night, end of week 16.
Warnings: Experiments, Xemnas, likely some fighting.



One could never be prepared without sufficient data. There was always work to be done, there were always details to be gleamed. He had a goal, as always. And to achieve such a goal, he needed to once again carry out experiments.

He knew the first one that he would take in.

"I have said before to you once before: you never know what is lurking amongst the darkness, what you may encounter. I wonder, do you hunger for danger?" The voice the woman would recognize, but unlike the last time they had crossed paths, the Superior had once again donned his Organization robe.

It did not matter to him if she recognized what that meant.

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Lenne continued to dance, casting another FIRE! on Ifrit in an attempt to buffer him from the coming blows, but it would not be enough. She cringed and almost cried out in pain for the aeon. She always felt so guilty that they took all the blows for her, and never begrudged it. Fear was beginning to creep back into her mind. Her aeon would not last much longer, and her strength was beginning to falter.

Ifrit, meanwhile, had no thoughts, only a burning ferocity that he directed unblinkingly at Saix. The man's roar was echoed by the aeon as the sword connected with its intended target, and hard, sending the fire-elemental staggering back in pain. The FIRE spell had healed him, but only slightly, and not enough to prevent what would have been a nearly debilitating blow from slowing him down considerably.

Enraged, the aeon cast another powerful spell, this time FIRAGA, simultaneously injuring Saix and slightly healing himself, while attempting a much slower swipe, held back slightly by injury.