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Everybody here says weird things.

Furiae noticed the girl as she was thrown up onto the platform. She was on the edge, which was fine...

...Okay, now she was getting closer. A little too close, in fact.

Now she was really, really too close. Furiae immediately tensed up in anger. She hated when people got close to her.

And yet she came even closer! Alarms were going off in Furiae's highly antisocial mind. Kill her or push her off, do whatever, just get her away. Too close, too close too close too close-

Click.

She heard a crackling noise as some of the water around her turned to ice and joined the main platform. The temperature around her plummeted almost instantly to 30 degrees Fahrenheit, much colder than it had been before. This was a good sign that it was time for everyone to back off- it also made things very uncomfortable for anyone within 2 yards of her, which were a lot of people.

"Yes, there is something wrong. Please move a good deal from me before I throw you back into the water."

Wow, it got cold, didn't it?

Soren grabbed onto the edge of the ice and pulled himself up. Man, had it gotten really cold or what? The water on his wings turned into ice chips- annoyed, he shook them off. At least his wings were now dry.

He looked at Emi, unaware that she was currently in a conflict with Furiae. "Hey. Can I have my hair back? You pulled some of it out when I was trying to get you out of the water."

[Cloud]

Not a Very Organized Organization...

Cloud glared at the steel-blue-haired Nobody with obvious dislike as he began to speak. He hadn't asked him what was going on, he had asked Aerith. There was just something about this guy that pissing him off. Maybe it was just a matter of him being a member of the infamous Organization XIII, who had caused so much widespread chaos and destruction. Or maybe it was the blatant air of arrogance that surrounded the little punk. Though also, it was probably just the whole situation that had the blond swordsman annoyed. It didn't occur to him that he even was brandishing his weapon anymore until the man told him to lower it. But still, he wasn't about to let his guard down one... two... three Organization members strolling about, no matter what this one said. Chances were this was all their doing anyway.

He felt Aerith place her hand on his. Or-- maybe more specifically, the hilt of his sword. Reluctantly, he lowered his weapon. From the looks of things, she was actually trying to befriend this guy; his name being something she was currently attempting to learn. Cloud would never be able to understand Aerith's thinking sometimes. Your enemy can't be your friend! That should go without saying. Besides, he sure didn't seem to want to be friends; he was being very rude to her, even if he wasn't casing any violence. Too bad his friends weren't following his example. Suddenly, the man with the eye-patch and the ponytail began shooting in two directions. One of which, was right at Cloud, and more importantly: Aerith.

Raising his sword, he prepared to block the oncoming purplish-laser bullets best he could. Although as it turned out, he didn't have. Before the shots could reach anyone, the floor suddenly disappeared out from under all of them. Everyone was send falling with a splash into some kind of big pool. Things were just getting weirder and weirder in this strange place... While Cloud normally wouldn't consider himself a bad swimmer, treading water isn't easy when you were carrying a giant Buster Sword, that weights a good third as much as you do. Wielding it might be a bit of a challenge, but in the water it was made incredibly harder.

With much difficulty, he made his way over to the nearest wall, and stabbed the sword into the it. Holding onto it for a moment, he proceeded to catch some of his breath back. Letting go of it and leaving it where it was, he swam over to Aerith. She sure seemed to be having fun, regardless of the unusual circumstances that they were in at the moment. And now, she was introducing herself to some lady who had summoned for herself a large block of ice to sit on. Man, did she never run out of friendliness to extend to random strangers? Still, even if she did look a little peculiar, he rather she talked to this Furiae than anyone in the Organization.

It was then that he turned his attention to the Nobodies that were in the room, to make sure they weren't causing any trouble. Oddly enough, they all seemed to be fighting each other. Weren't these guys supposed to be all part of the same team? But yet, there were the only ones battling at all. And yet here the fire and the ice guy were, attacking each other. What was really odd though, was what the crazy man that had been shooting at them earlier was doing. Somehow he was floating in midair, and had Aerith's little friend from earlier by the feet, and was dunking him in the water. Again. And again. And again.

Cloud may have already decided he didn't like him, but he couldn't help but feel a little bad for the victim-- or at least kind of mad at the one that was doing it. And it was pretty clear who the victim was. A fight was one thing, but this Xigbar was just being a bully, and that was something that he couldn't stand. "Oh, because trying to drown small children is so much more respectable." He called out in what was meant to be a sarcastic voice, but probably just sounded mostly annoyed. Hopefully he wouldn't physically get involved it the mess however, despite the fact that he might have wanted to, to whatever extent.

[Oathkeeper Emi]

How's about YOU back off, lady?
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Emi bristled at first. She didn't like this girl's attitude, and was about to give Furiae a piece of her mind- or a fist in the face- until the girl threatened to throw her back in the water. At that, she paled a little and backed away a few inches. The water in her hair had fozen, turning the tangled black mess into a frozen tangled black mess. "Wow... did it just get colder in here?[/color]" she muttered to herself. She pulled her jacket a little closer, as if the wet leather was supposed to keep her warm.

Soren asked for his hair back. Emi raised an eyebrow and looked down at her hand. It was true. Clenched in her fist was a few strands of hair that looked like it probably belonged to this guy. "Oh, so you're the one who pulled me out? Thanks. Here's your hair. Sorry about that...[/color]" she said. She knelt on her knees and leaned over the water to hand Soren back his few strands of hair. She observed the wings on his back, and took it into stride. She'd seen stranger, for sure.

Emi looked up. "You okay, Zex? You see, this is why water is dangerous. You people are all rough housing, and now you see what's happened? Whatever your name is, you better be glad I can't get to you or you would be dead[/color]" she shouted, shaking her fist at Xigabr.