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Post by Cory Kinsley on Jul 8, 2015 8:49:06 GMT
♛  | Let me go
I don't wanna
be your hero
| It was late at night, Cory should have been asleep. Instead, the keyblade apprentice was in his room pouring over an ancient tome he had found in the library in Radiant Garden. The secrets to dark magic in here were astounding, he could learn so much from this text, and no one needed to know what he was doing.
He had read over one spell in particular several times. He was positive he had the words memorized, the only way to be certain would be to test it. Closing his eyes, Cory began to focus. Every ounce of concentration h could muster was pooled into performing this spell for the first time. "Azarath Metrion Zinthos" He chanted under his breath.
There was a loud crash as something fell and broke on Cory's floor. He opened his eyes to see a speeding orb of darkness flit throughout his room. Lying on his floor, shattered, was his reading lamp. "Shit!" He swore as he got up to try and contain the thing he unleashed with the spell. Hopefully no one would come to investigate the noise.
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Post by lara buchanan on Jul 8, 2015 9:17:45 GMT
Lara glided down the hall, stepping through puddles of moonlight, eyes bright in the nighttime glow. Every once in a while, she slipped out after dark to enjoy the night. It used to be her waking hour, her time for running rooftops and prying up windows. Working hours, for a thief. Now, Lara had left the world of thieves behind, but the night still felt like a time for wandering. So, every once in a while, she slipped out to amble through the fields of the LOD while the castle slept. Most of the castle, that is. Halfway down the hall, a faint crunch and tinkle of breaking glass disturbed the silence. Lara froze. Breaking glass. What was that beating sound? Running. Somebody moving quickly across the floor. Was someone in trouble? It took less than a minute for Lara to find the door muffling the irregular sound of hurried footsteps. One hand on the hilt of her sword, Lara yanked the door open and stepped inside. Nobody. The room would have been normal were it not for the glinting shards of glass on the floor, and a lone boy scrambling after something down low. "What in - ugck!" The dark orb raced toward Corys' open door, straight for Lara: on an impulse she swung the door shut, trapping the strange darkness inside. It spun back across the room, weaving this way and that. "Cory? Is everything alright? What is that thing?".
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Post by Cory Kinsley on Jul 10, 2015 7:42:39 GMT
♛ | Let me go
I don't wanna
be your hero
| "What? Who?" Cory exclaimed when he heard a voice. "Close the damn door!" He hissed when he saw Lara in his doorway. If the spell escaped who knows what would happen.
The door slammed shut, sending the orb spinning around the room. It kept zipping around, eerily silent as it bobbed to and fro. Lara was still in the room, Cory noted as he scanned for anything else this sphere could break. Why the girl had been up he wasn't sure, but he was positive she had already been awake before the spell was cast as she came to his room much too quickly for someone who had been asleep in their room.
"Cory? Is everything alright? What is that thing?"
The apprentice shook his head as he formulated a lie. "Lara? Thank goodness you came. This thing just appeared out of no where!" He gasped as his falsehood out. "We can only assume someone who's against the keybladers sent it, perhaps Organization Thirteen or maybe this heartless group I've heard rumors about." Anything to throw suspicion off of him. He can't have people assuming he's been practicing dark magic. Not when he's a Keyblade apprentice, not like h asked for the mystic weapon.
"I presume whoever sent that thought this was the Master's room." He continued his fabricated story. By this time the orb had slowed down some, it still moved erratically but it seemed less dangerous now. Cory made his move to trap it by shutting his closet door when the sphere went inside. He turned around and was shocked to see that the magic tome he had been reading from was still open. He was across the room from it and mentally cursed himself for not hiding or at least closing it when his lamp was knocked over.
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Post by lara buchanan on Jul 13, 2015 6:24:26 GMT
Lara listened to Cory's explanation with one eyebrow raised, watching the silent orb streak to and fro. She had told plenty of lies before. Little white lies. Soot-black lies. Something about Cory's tale didn't sit right. The only thing Lara knew for sure was that the spinning shadow gave her the creeps. Being close to it felt like something foul and oozing brushing up against your skin. At least Cory spoke the truth in one regard: this wasn't something an ally would ship to your room in the dead of night.
"I presume whoever sent that thought this was the Master's room."
"Maybe. Maybe they've got a spy not worth his salt, and they really did confuse our wing with something the Master would want to stay in." Click. The closet latch slipped into place, trapping the Dark spell inside. Lara shuddered. That forbidden magic put a chill in her bones. "We'd better wake the Master. I don't know which is worse: the orb itself, or somebody being able to send it in from the outside -"
Lara caught sight of Corys' face and stopped. The keyblader seemed caught off balance, eyes focused on the far side of the room. What was it now? Lara followed his gaze until her own rested on a thick book left open at the page last read. And a bad feeling settled in the pit of her stomach.
Strolling across the moonlit room, she let her arms swing free at her sides. Shattered glass crunched under thick boot heels, despite her best efforts to step around the shards. Reaching down, Lara picked up one of the largest pieces and moved to set it down next to the open volume. "Gods... I'll grab a broom on my way back. Hm. What a grand old tome. Never much of a reader myself but I always liked thumbing through the old ones." Turning to face Cory again, Lara leaned back and nodded toward the closet. "Must have jolted you awake, crashing in here in the dead of night like that." She stared at the closet, and kept herself from rubbing the sting from her fingertips, burnt by glass still warm from the lantern flame.
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Post by Cory Kinsley on Jul 24, 2015 7:09:07 GMT
♛ | Let me go
I don't wanna
be your hero
| "We'd better wake the Master." Cory cringed at Lara's words. if the Master got involved it would be near impossible to keep his private activities, well, private. The young keyblader needed to think of some way to keep the Master from finding out about the tome.
"We probably shouldn't trouble the Master at this time of night." Cory said, a hint of nervousness in his voice. "Whatever that thing is it seemed to be slowing down when I shut the closet. And I'm sure that whoever sent it would assume that it completed the task it was sent for, our theory being that it was sent after the Master." The apprentice walked towards the tome, careful not to step on any shards of what used to be his lamp.
Lara also had noticed the tome it seemed, "Gods... I'll grab a broom on my way back." Cory merely nodded his agreement at Lara. "Hm. What a grand old tome. Never much of a reader myself but I always liked thumbing through the old ones." She placed a shard of the shattered lamp next to the large book. The only light source now was the moon, so it seemed Cory would be unlikely to reverse whatever the spell was and get rid of that thing now floating in his closet. Assuming he would need to reverse it at all, it seemed content to die out on it's own.
The keyblade apprentice looked right at Lara. "Same here. I was looking through it before I fell asleep, I must have forgotten to close it." He chuckled. Hopefully Lara would buy his lie. "If I remember right I found it on Traverse Town, in one of the libraries there." True on both accounts, but said in such a way to, hopefully, not implicate him in the 'attack' on the Master.
"Must have jolted you awake, crashing in here in the dead of night like that." Lara apologized, apparently accepting Cory's alibis and excuses.
"Don't worry about it." Cory waved off the apology, preferring to design a plot to get out of an investigation by practically everyone here. He had an idea and if that didn't work he could always run like Emilio and Mikhail seemed to have.
"I presume whoever sent that thought this was the Master's room." He continued his fabricated story. By this time the orb had slowed down some, it still moved erratically but it seemed less dangerous now. Cory made his move to trap it by shutting his closet door when the sphere went inside. He turned around and was shocked to see that the magic tome he had been reading from was still open. He was across the room from it and mentally cursed himself for not hiding or at least closing it when his lamp was knocked over.
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