Meeting of the Minds

[breakfastmetaphors]

Who: Everyone who chooses to participate
Where: Breakneck Cay
When: December 5th
What: A summit to get down to business and get this situation sorted out, L-Elf-style
Warnings: Possible violence?
Style: Any
Status: Open

Upon arriving on Breakneck Cay, if you can navigate the shoals safely and find safe mooring, you'll notice that the beach is more or less abandoned unless you count the countless shipwrecks an snarled piles of debris strewn across the shore. If you approach the jungle, you'll notice a makeshift sign pointing towards a path leading into the trees. There's a lengthy note tacked to it with a detailed map, an exhaustive list of rules and etiquette for participating in a military summit, and probably more if anyone actually got past the part with the map.

The meeting is to be held in a strangely silent clearing. Upon arriving, you'll find L-Elf sitting on the huge stone in the center, fast asleep. It's immediately obvious that this is not a social occasion or it at least wasn't planned by someone with any idea how to make guests feel comfortable. There's nowhere to sit except on the ground and definitely no refreshments. It might be a good idea to send someone back to the ship to pick something up if you want to make it through this thing.

Comments

[fierybluebird]

[Headbutts again, and then just rolls into a ball.]

[He really can't fight like this. Sure he gets talons and a beak, but the beak can't damage half as much as a rose thorn, and the talons are meant to catch blades, not act as them.]

[But sure, fight him.]

[It'll be like hitting fluffy clouds that roll around and dodge. And sparkle.]

[heartismyown]

[Roxas gets to his feet, facing Marco. He could use the exercise. His fingers are already twitching with anticipation. This might be exactly what he needs.

Even if Marco makes a cute, fluffy friend. He nods a little. Roxas doesn't do hand to hand. He trusts Marco can hold his own.]

I won't hold back.

[Oathkeeper appears in his right hand and he grasps it with both. He might not have mastered his balance, but he'll be fine.]

[fierybluebird]

[Marco snorts, rolls his eyes, and shakes his tail to show exactly what he thinks of that.]

[Marco doesn't hold back either, and that's why he wouldn't spar his father. Strongest man in the world or not, it wouldn't have done anything, since neither of them could have really learned from it.]

[But in this case, he figures maybe Roxas can learn something, so it'd be worth it.]

[He doesn't give any warning before tackling the girl in a rush again, however.]

Caw caw caw caw.

[Mocking, just to get Roxas annoyed.]

[heartismyown]

[Roxas never holds back, so it's only fair to warn Marco. He's easy enough to tackle, but instead of staying on his back, he rolls, landing in a crouch.

The mocking though. That does annoy him. He snorts and launches his own attack, charging in. He swings and it's a feint, he's using fancy footwork to end up behind Marco to swing for real.

Roxas is a lot faster than he looks.]

[fierybluebird]

[Having not actually fought alongside Roxas or sparred with him before enough to know his fighting style, Marco completely falls for the feint, moving instead to block it, only to have to roll on his side to his back in order to try to catch the real swing with his birdie feet.]

[heartismyown]

[Roxas lets his talons wrap around Oatheeper but his left hand is up the shaft and he's throwing all of his weight and strength into it, making it a lot heavier.]

[fierybluebird]

[Heavier or not, Marco's used to fighting brothers well over twice to four times his size, he's still trying to be a little gentle, but since he's able to get a grip, he jerks it with his feet and tugs both Roxas and the blade to the side in a continued roll -- unless Roxas lets go.]

[heartismyown]

[Roxas lets go, albeit too late to stop himself from landing on his hands and knees. He takes a few breaths before jumping to his feet.

If Marco likes holding the keyblade, he'll be disappointed as it vanishes from his grasp and back into Roxas' hands. It's tough, but he throws himself into a direct attack. His speed, his agility and the way he handles his blows shows experience fighting those bigger than him.]

[fierybluebird]

[Disappointed? Quite the opposite!]

[Marco loves a good surprise in fighting -- when it's not getting knocked out of the sky by Ace's grandfather punching him in the jaw anyway.]

[He's definitely startled, however, and completely thrown off balance. He hadn't expected Roxas to let go, and he definitely didn't expect the key to suddenly go missing. For all his extended neck as a bird, that doesn't help much when he's tumbling on his side and back.]

[He blinks and looks all around, as though thinking he dropped the keyblade -- which of course results in getting hit pretty quickly.]

[It takes him a little longer to even realize what happened, and when he does, he starts laughing in bird, before crouching lower into a small ball and aiming a small tapping kick for Roxas' legs.]

[It's not enough to do much damage, or even throw Roxas off balance again, most likely, but more for emphasis to try to push Roxas back.]

[heartismyown]

[He's pleased he got a good blow in, and when Marco kicks, he jumps backwards out of the way. He keeps himself in a defensive stance, just watching. He's a little breathless, he feels great.]

[fierybluebird]

[Gives Roxas a proud birdie grin before crouching lower, looking like a giant fluff ball again, but one which would all easily extend a leg or wing to whack the girl with.]

[heartismyown]

Not teasing me now huh?

[A little smirk. He holds out his left hand. Marco, meet Oblivion

He shifts, this is where his form gets tricky. He runs in, blades dragging behind him. He swings one than the other.]

[fierybluebird]

[......]

[OH HELL NO!]

[Marco has no idea what those are or what they'll do!]

[So that means his eyes widen in alarm and before Roxas can react, Marco runs around like a chicken with his head cut off.]

[Bravest birdman ever yo.]

[heartismyown]

[He's completely taken aback. No one has ever run from him. He stops in his tracks.

Roxas swings Oblivion up onto his shoulders, watching him run around. Laughter bubbles up from inside him.]

[fierybluebird]

[Marco runs all the way to the edge of the shore before he even turns around to see how close on his tail Roxas is, only to find the girl back at the start laughing.]

[He glares huffily and squawks grumpily in phoenix, flailing his wings some more and then slumps into the sand.]

[No respect, yoi. He never gets any respect.]

[heartismyown]

Xifer!

[He has to whistle and talk through giggles.]

Come here, I won't attack you!

[fierybluebird]

[Hesitates, but gets back up and walks over, before tilting his head to the side and giving a low whistle.]

Promise, Roxas?

[heartismyown]

I promise!

[Roxas doesn't understand bird speak, but he can guess at the hesitation.]

What scared you anyway? Is it my keyblades?

[fierybluebird]

[Shakes his head no.]

[He just didn't know what it would do!]

[WHAT IF IT SPLASHED HIM!?!?!]

[NO BATHS!]

[Oh wait, that's a yes.]

[He hesitates again and cocks his head to the side, chattering aimlessly.]

I wasn't scared, but I'm cautious yoi!

[And nudges one with his beak carefully.]

[heartismyown]

Guess you never looked at them. Nothing weird about them except the key thing.

[Roxas holds them out to him, lowering Oblivion.]

You can look at them all you want. [Roxas doesn't know any water magic.]

[fierybluebird]

[Pokes them warily again with his beak as though expecting it to burst into sparkles, or flowers, or crabs, or lightning or whatever.]

[Poooooke.]

[Then just stares expectantly at Roxas for more explanation.]

Then why do they look different! And you made them disappear before! That's weird, yoi!

[heartismyown]

[Roxas isn't sure what Marco is chattering about.]

These are keyblades. They open all locks, or seem to. And uh, they're Sora's I think. They're sharp. I'm not sure why I have two, but I fight with them together and apart. I just summon them and they come out.

[fierybluebird]

[Sits carefully and flumps his tail.]

[He's heard this before, but not about the different types.]

[And where he'd once thought the light magic was just focused through them, now he's just unsure.]

What else?

[heartismyown]

Hmmm. Well...look.

[He vanishes them and summons them back. Oathkeeper appears in the light and Oblivion in the darkness.]

They work like swords mostly. I can't let you hold them. Only keyblade wielders can. Uh, oh and they work with the keychain on the back.

[He turns Oathkeeper around.] The star one I mean. The watch I got from Lea.

[fierybluebird]

[Blinks more and tentatively pokes it with his wing, expecting it to go away again, and splays his tail out warily.]

That's weird, yoi.

[Poke poke peck.]