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[windtactics.livejournal.com]

[the sound of quick footsteps and pages flipping]

...


This is useless...


[the footsteps stop but other approaching noises cont.]


...


... This could be...problematic.


[a sound like winds congregating]

Comments

[recorded;]

[chosen-heart.livejournal.com]

Hey!

[sound of someone running forward and striking something with his keyblade]

Need a little help?

recorded;

[windtactics.livejournal.com]

[a sound like something getting knocked back into a wall forcefully]


That would be--

[and something getting lit on fire]

--appreciated, yes!

Recorded;

[chosen-heart.livejournal.com]

You got it!

[a sound like someone slashing another monster and jumping over to where Soren is at, continue slashing and cutting sounds]

I'm Sora!

recorded;

[windtactics.livejournal.com]

[sound of another flame being let loose]


Soren.


[and another]


... We may have our work cut out for us.

recorded;

[chosen-heart.livejournal.com]

Bad time but good to meet you~! Fire user huh?

[more slashing~!]

...Yeah, looks like. There's a whole bunch of them.

recorded;

[windtactics.livejournal.com]

Likewise.

[and he switches to wind because wtf is he using fire anyway]

Wind, primarily--

[and some swooshing noises would go here]

I was hoping fire would be more effective but...it doesn't look like it.

recorded;

[chosen-heart.livejournal.com]

Whoa that's pretty cool!

[a pause as he dodges a dog tongue, and then slashes it off]

Yeah, these things aren't being that easy to kill!

recorded;

[windtactics.livejournal.com]

It's considerably easier--

[okay, let's try a thunderbolt why not >/]

Mm, no, that's not anymore effective either...


Considerably easier with help though.

Recorded;

[chosen-heart.livejournal.com]

Heh, no problem~!

[a pause as he slashes more, and frowns at the numbers]

Wouldn't mind getting more help though.

recorded;

[windtactics.livejournal.com]

Unfortunately--

[a grunt as he gets cut before casting wind again]

--with all the journal entries in rapid succession, we may be on our own.

Recorded;

[chosen-heart.livejournal.com]

Yeah...

[a pause as he chucks the keyblade at something and reappears in his hand]

Well, guess we'll just have to find a way then! I'm sure we can do it!

recorded;

[windtactics.livejournal.com]

That was interesting.

[two quick gusts of wind]


We'll have to.

recorded;

[oneto-one.livejournal.com]

[the twins presumably phased through the ceiling, and then sink into the wall some- essentially, get behind Sora and Soren before solidifying creepy close, and speaking in unison quietly]

Why, hello~

recorded; 1/2

[windtactics.livejournal.com]

[a startled noise]

recorded;

[windtactics.livejournal.com]

... I really should have known.

recorded;

[chosen-heart.livejournal.com]

[a small yelp]

Uh hi!

Come to help?

dictated, lightly/jokingly

[twoto-two.livejournal.com]

[Two goes incorporeal - recorded phasing noise - and steps through Soren/Sora to stand a couple feet foreword, to the side, and blast his gun at some approaching monster[s] a few times in rapid succession because he's hardcore.]

If we must.

dictated

[windtactics.livejournal.com]

[he just sort of lets the wind spell that was on his hand die out]

Our heroes.

recorded;

[chosen-heart.livejournal.com]

[murmured] Guess help does come from unexpected places...

Thanks guys!

recorded;

[oneto-one.livejournal.com]

[One does the same step-phasing thing on the other side and headshots a bunch of sniffers~]

Even Pyro won't eat these things~ But they do look sort of nasty.

recorded;

[windtactics.livejournal.com]

Well.

It seems One and Two have it covered, for the moment.

We should get out of here, while they can hold them.

Recorded;

[chosen-heart.livejournal.com]

Sounds like a good idea. Lets go!

[sounds of footsteps]

Thanks again guys!

[h-townshend.livejournal.com]

Soren?

dictated;

[windtactics.livejournal.com]

Yes, Henry?

[h-townshend.livejournal.com]

Everything...okay, out there?

dictated;

[windtactics.livejournal.com]

[sound of a wind knocking something back]


Not exactly.

[h-townshend.livejournal.com]

[a long pause, as he listens to the sounds of fighting]

Please take care of yourself Soren.

I'm...I'm sorry I can't be there to help....

dictated;

[windtactics.livejournal.com]

I will.

[and this would be a dodge - lol for nearly getting stabbed with a tongue]

We need to keep you out of harm's way, anyway.

[h-townshend.livejournal.com]

What were you doing out there anyway?



I can't just sit here and let everyone else--

[windtactics.livejournal.com]

Reno and I were hoping there might be--

[a gust of wind]

--something in the library, to help.

[h-townshend.livejournal.com]

Did...did you find anything?

dictated;

[windtactics.livejournal.com]

A Bible...of sorts.

[h-townshend.livejournal.com]

...

The cult? From Silent Hill?

dictated;

[windtactics.livejournal.com]

I couldn't--

[more wind]

--call it anything less than a cult.

[filtered to Soren]

[h-townshend.livejournal.com]

Walter...he grew up with them. They ran an orphanage in Silent Hill, and one near Ashfield.

They...they brainwashed kids--orphans--into believing this sick shit....

Henry

[windtactics.livejournal.com]

Then I'm guessing this Holy Mother really isn't--


[recorded in the background: [a started noise] '... I really should have known.']

Soren

[h-townshend.livejournal.com]

The cult...I don't know what they told him, but....

He thought my damn room was his Mother, Soren.

He's fucking insane.

Henry

[windtactics.livejournal.com]

Insane, and with all sorts of things on his side that I can't even begin to comprehend.

You wouldn't happen to know what the White Oil and the Black Cup are, would you?

Soren

[h-townshend.livejournal.com]

My world...this is happening in my world too....

...no, I'm sorry. I don't remember anything about that part.

Henry

[windtactics.livejournal.com]

Mm.

That's alright.

We'll just have to figure something out with what we have.