Not Quite a Radiant Garden Anymore [Open]

[Angelus]

Seeing Faas avoid his bullets by rolling out of the way annoyed Yazoo to a degree he'd not been at in quite some time. This young magician was going to be rather bothersome. After the boy rolled Yazoo was on the move again, this time running backwards to put some distance between them. By the time Faas had fired a fireball, there was an additional five feet between them. And by that time, Yazoo had fired off a silver ball of energy that though slow, hit the fireball, causing a slight explosion. Because it was only seven feet away from the silver haired gunner when it occurred, he was hit slightly by the shockwave of the explosion, pushing him back three feet.

"Are you almost out of spells little one?"[/color]

The tall gunner smirked at the young magician, and motioned for Faas to charge at him with his hand. But Yazoo was no fool, he fired eight more shots at Faas as soon as he was done egging the young warrior on.[/size]

[Fate]

Exit the Men in Black

Mickey certainly didn't have that much to say in response to Kadaj's question. That wasn't really helpful to him at all was it? Work together to fix this problem? That had a slim chance of working the way things stood right now. Kadaj didn't trust Mickey and it was pretty darn obvious that Mickey didn't trust him, or his brothers, either; from what he knew, Maleficent and the mouse didn't get along and would be hard pressed to work together.

Besides, what would they even do if they tried to work together? Kadaj wasn't one to wait around and have long in-depth planning conversations with people he didn't really trust. Though, that meant that he wouldn't really want to sit down with Maleficent either; he didn't trust her all that much, though he trusted her a little more than he trusted Mickey. He should probably get to talking to Maleficent though about what to do next instead of just standing here and watching his brothers fight; sure they'd probably win, but that didn't mean much in the long run.

"I don't think so," he replied, grinning still, "The light and dark are opposites; they're not supposed to work together. Though, I'm feeling a little nice right now. I don't want to fight anymore." He looked to his brothers, now trying to get their attention. "We're going back to the castle," he told them, "We've got some other work to do. We can't just waste our time playing with these fools."

He looked to Mickey one last time, turning around and looking at the mouse over his shoulder as he was about to head back to the castle. "I'll see you soon," he said in a false endearing tone, sounding slightly malicious as he turned his head again and started leaving the area; his brothers would follow after him when they got around to it.

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[Loz]

Not Worth Our Time

Leon managed not just to block the punch, but also avoid the shots from the Velvet Knightmare, much to Loz's dismay. Although the jolt of electricity seemed to have sort of stunned him, he somehow pushed himself back away from the remnant several feet. How did he do that? It felt like the force had come from the sword itself, opposed to it's wielder, which has weird. But whatever, it didn't matter what kind of sword this guy had, or how it worked. Beating him would be no problem for Loz, and his friends would be no match for the other silver-haired men either.

He gave the man an incredulous look as he began to speak. Was he actually warning him? Who exactly did he think he was talking to? Loz wasn't even entirely sure whether to be more insulted or amused. "My safety?" he asked with a slight laugh. "If there's anyone's safety you need to worry about it's yours." He raised his Dual hound again, and was about to attack when he heard Kadaj calling out to his brothers. Apparently they were going back to the castle now. Disappointment clear on his face, he lowered his arm. Well, oh well, he guessed he would just have to beat this loser into the ground some other time.

Turning around, he followed after Kadaj. "You won't get off so easy next time." He called out as he walked. The message was not just to Leon, but to everyone in the Market. Retreating wasn't something Loz liked doing, and he wouldn't have done it if had his brother hadn't made the decision. "So, what's so important that it can't wait?" he asked with a mix of curiosity and annoyance, as he caught up to Kadaj. He had been having fun fighting, and wasn't sure what else they couldn't possible have to do. "I was just getting started, you know."

[Matt]

Well Bye

As the fireball flew at him, Yazoo had ran back a bit, before turning around and sending a small silver ball of energy to meet it. It was wasn't very quick, and the fire reached it close enough for the gunner to feel the shockwave that the collision had made. Though it wasn't nearly enough to cause any real damage. So, the man could do more than just shoot his guns. That might complicate things. But hopefully, Faas had already seen the full extent of his enemy's abilities. He already had enough to deal with. The constant stream of bullets was bad enough, and if his opponent got fed up with playing things safe, he might risk getting hit by magic to go for a head on assault. He was obviously faster, and most likely stronger, than the young magician.

"No." Faas replied simply to Yazoo's question. "Almost out of bullets yet?" It was clear that the silver-haired man was trying to antagonize him. And although he definitely didn't appreciate being called "little one", he didn't allow himself to provoked by such a petty comment. Not that he had much time to say anything else, since he soon had more bullets flying at him. This time however, they were in a straight line, and were much easier to dodge. He jumped to the right, avoiding the bullets by about a foot. So long as there was a distance of more than 30 feet, like there was now, he could probably dodge most of the bullets. Unless the patterns of the shots started to get too tricky, in which case there would be a problem.

Faas noticed that the last attack wasn't being followed immediately be another attack which was odd. Evidently, something had caught the shooter's attention. Turning his head, he saw that the shortest of the trio, the one that he was guessing was the leader, had just decided that they were leaving, and the larger one was now following behind him. And the third remnant would likely be following his brothers. Well that was a relief; finally things were settling down. Turning back to Yazoo, he gave him a smile. "Hmm. Look's like you have to go now."

[Angelus]

Yazoo laughed slightly at Faas' reply to Yazoo's question.

"None of your concern."[/color] He said replying to Faas' question about how many bullets he had left. Shortly after he said this however, he turned his head toward Kadaj. It appeared that the smallest brother had just ordered the trio to leave for now, calling this battle to an end. Yazoo nodded and after he began to walk away turned his head toward Faas.

"You're lucky I listen to my brother."[/color] He said half yelling as he vanished into the distance behind Kadaj.[/size]

[Nothingness]

A Deserved Respite

Leon let out a sigh of relief as he watched the three brothers leave. It wasn't until then that he realized just how weak he was--physically and mentally. That fight had taxed him far more than he intended, and that's not including the injuries. He could hardly even hold his gunblade steady in his hand. Taking a few steps back, he practically collapsed on one of the fallen wooden beams, sitting with his head down and his shoulders drooping. He propped his gunblade against the beam, placed his uninjured hand on his forehead and ran it through his hair. "I shouldn't have held back so much, but if I didn't... Even if they are pawns of the darkness, I won't go killing them. It won't prove anything."

Taking a deep breath he stood up--a jolt of pain shooting through his arm--and picked up his gunblade. Looking over at Faas, he called out, "Hey, you okay? Didn't get hurt, did you?" He started walking over towards the King, his legs shaking from the blood loss. Stopping a few feet away, he knelt down, finding that to be a rather comfortable position. "I'm sorry you had to get involved with this, Your Majesty. But, thank you for your help. It probably wouldn't have ended well without you here."

[King Mickey]

A Deep Need for Answers

Finally. Kadaj and his brothers were leaving. According to Kadaj, the three were heading back to the castle--Maleficent's castle, if Mickey guessed correctly. That was still a little too close for comfort, but it would have to do for now. Mickey didn't really care if they started destroying things there, since none of the townspeople frequented that den of darkness. Kadaj called out to his brothers first, then bid Mickey a personal farewell, his tone a layered mix of false affection and malice.

Once the king was sure the three brothers had left the scene, he looked over at his two companions. Faas seemed to still be in one piece, which was good. However, Leon was obviously in need of some medical attention. The swordsman made his way over to the king and knelt down, though he was still a little taller than Mickey even in this position. "Aw, don't worry about it, Leon. I'm happy to help." Mickey examined Leon's bleeding wounds. "Hm, but we can talk about all this later. Right now, we need to get ya healed up."

Mickey wasn't going to be much help in assisting Leon back to Merlin's, considering his small stature, but he stayed by Leon's side all the way back. He gave Faas a friendly nod and waved him over, inviting him to accompany them, as well. As they made their way back, Mickey plunged into the sea of his thoughts again. What Kadaj had said might have discouraged him a little if he had not remembered that Kadaj was only one small part of the darkness. Mickey just knew there had to be a way to have balance without having a constant struggle for dominance between light and dark. He would have to find his answers somewhere and quickly.

[Demyx]

Demyx had watched quite a bit happen. Those three silver haired dudes had given the Restoration Committee a run for their money and then they just got bored and left. The one that had been fighting the mouse king most of the time was obviously the leader of the three based on what he saw. He wasn't sure about anything else about them though. They definitely seemed unrelated to the previous attack on Radiant Garden, but he wondered how long they had been here.

Whatever the case it didn't look like he was going to get much information on what he had originally came here for. However, he felt he had enough new info to make up for it. Besides, Zexion was the one supposed to be here and would have a better job figuring out who had attacked the town before. He yawned. "Yeah....Zexion can come here and get the info he was supposed to get. I'm gonna go take a nap. Or play my sitar. Or both." he mumbled to himself.

A corridor of darkness appeared in front of him. He walked through it yawning, satisfied with what he had accomplished today...even if the others might not see it as such.