Posts by Tifa Lockheart

Dark carefully listened remembering everything that was said. It's not a regular crystal. Maybe if I listen to Kaleth's story, I might be able to figure out what it is.

Dualwield, since he took a slightly different path, came up to the house without seeing Kyo, Ace, or Oblivion. He entered into the house and came into the kitchen. "Ella, was this why you were worried," he said as he placed his wanted poster has on the table, "It is not that big of a deal. It only has six zeros; so you don't have to worry okay?"

Here is the poster:
WANTED: DUALWIELD
(A picture of Dualwield)
CRIME: The murder of many people.
DEAD OR ALIVE
REWARD: 5,000,000

Daisuke heard light footsteps unlike those skeletons. Someone else is here. I should find out who it is. He turned into a shadow and went down the corridor. He looked around and saw Helgraf. If he's here, there should be something important. If I follow him, he might just show me what it is. As a shadow, he began following Helgraf.

"All right, you go on ahead, Zoey," Oblivion said. Then, he turned to face Ace. "Is there any reason you came all the way out here? There is no one around here for miles."

Dualwield looked at Ella. "Yeah, I told you it was only six zeros. It's definitely way too small if those pesky humans really wanted to put a bounty on me. And, Ella, could we drop it about that place before you go on that I got the color wrong." Dualwield acted pretty relaxed. It was unusual.

Name~Leon Snowhill
Age~11
Number~49387
Power~can turn invisible for a time
Animal gene developed~snake
Appearance~He has shoulder length copper colored hair and green slit eyes. He has some scales in a streak across his cheeks, and he has fangs which he can bring on if he chooses.
Personality~He keeps to himself most of the time. He is very observant and takes notice to quite a bit. In his spare time, he reads books and listens to his MP3. He doesn't trust people at first, but if you gain his trust, he might open up and share a few things. He doesn't like to talk to others.
General accessories~ an old black jacket and every now and again he will bring out his MP3 player
Other~hi

"Magic would be a good possibility. I don't know what else would explain this; it out-of-the-ordinary for sure."

"Are you going to answer my question: What are you doing out here?" Oblivion asked seriously. He didn't like to fool around especially if he didn't know why someone else was out here. Could he possibly be one of them? I should be careful considering Ella did come here casually. She could have been followed.

"Fine, as long as it won't kill me," Dualwield said. He took the spoon and ate it.

Leon sat quietly in the corner reading a history book. He practically read anything he could get his hands on. He flipped the page ignoring everyone else. "Interesting...." he said looking intently at the pages.

"What is it Zoey?" Oblivion asked. He was concerned now. An unknown person is at his house, and Zoey waiting to show him something. Nothing was right around here at all.

"It's good, Ella," Dualwield said. He sat down remembering how it tasted when Grandma made it.

Daisuke, irritated by a sword pointed at his neck, turned into a shadow and move to the side of Helgraf. "I won't tell you anything," he said as he drew his swords and got into a peculiar battle stance.

Dualwield thought the food was good, but he was not hungry. He left the kitchen and went into a training room. Everything is just the same.

Oblivion was going to leave with Zoey, but then, he turned to Ella. "May you lead Kyo inside, Ella? Also, if Ace wants to stay, he may do so," he said. He didn't really trust Ace, but he not a threat as of yet.

"I guess. Now, where to?" he asked while getting up.

Leon lifted his head hearing everyone sighing. Leon didn't know exactly what to say to them without starting a fight which would be a waste of energy; so he pulled out his MP3 to listen to music because he didn't want to be gloomy too. He began listening to music and continued reading.

Dualwield dodged the hatchet and immediately looked at where the hatchet came from. As soon as he saw scientists and the hatchet, he drew his swords, charged, and swung his swords as soon as he got there. Your punishment has come. He began attacking them mercilessly.

Oblivion, not being able to draw his swords in time, used his metal fist to shake of his opponents. He drew one of his swords with his right hand and began fighting them off. He was furious. He didn't like being bothered by unwelcome visitors.

Oblivion was fighting extraordinarily well. Each of his blows hit his targets either winding them, wounding them to the point the foe couldn't fight, or knocking them out.

Dualwield fought with one intent: to kill. He slew his foes without a second thought. He, despite being in a battle, was so quiet it was somewhat eerie.

Once he was done reading, he put his book down and his MP3 player away. He looked at Zack trying to pick the lock. He began observing the room for possible escape routes. Vents are too small. Walls look very resilient. Everyone appears gloomy or tired except for the one picking the lock and me. If I wait for him to pick the lock, maybe some of us can get out of here as long as we follow a strategic plan. Of course, getting people to follow a plan might be tricky. At worse case scenario, the others might start rampaging making a good distraction for maybe a few people to escape. Then again, I will have to come up with a plan that just might get everyone's attention and be feasible. He began thinking very hard to come up with a plan. You could tell something was bothering him by the expression on his face.

I don't care if he is a monster. I will kill him and then pursue the others. He attacked the monster with deadly blow.

Oblivion saw the monster. They're this advanced! It isn't good. He began attacking the monster to make sure no one got hurt especially Zoey.

Of course, you have to worry about the guard. When the guard comes in, I will attack him. Maybe, it will let people escape. He got up and was prepared to strike.

Leon waited for the right moment. He observed how fast the guards were moving to plan his strike accordingly. Just a little bit longer....

Name:Zetta Wolfe
Age:21
Gender:Male
Appearance:He has short black hair and blue eyes. He is very slender due to wandering around from place to place without proper food. He travels with his wolf, Gerulf. He wears brown boots, black pants, a blue shirt, a black belt over his shirt, a brown jacket, and an worn brown hat somewhat like a fedora.
Weapon:A pistol and a knife.
Side:Neutral but does listen to either side.
Backstory:He is a wanderer, but he likes to stay in forested areas. His will help people if he wants to or if he is getting paid in some way, shape, or form. There is more about him, but I will save it for later.
Personality:He is a wanderer not liking to stay in one place for very long. Once he commits himself to something, he stays dedicated to the very bitter end. He doesn't mind magic users as long as they don't attack him. The same goes for non-magic users as well. He isn't a picky eater at all, but he is deathly slender due to not eating much because of not being able to find much. He hates big crowds and isn't very social. He doesn't like doctors.
Magic:None
Other:Tifa Lockheart