Spread The Darkness

[black-masamune.livejournal.com]

Who: Sephiroth, Xion, and whichever villains want to pop in.
Where: Sephiroth's base in the Northern Crater
When: 4 days after Besaid Sands and Kadaj's arrival
Rating: PG-13ish

Sephiroth looked down at the stack of papers littering his desk with no small amount of disdain. He hated having to rife through endless pages to find the one passage he was looking for. It certainly wasn't helpful even a little. At least the reports strewn across his desk were an interesting read. Truly, could a report on the Heartless and their ilk ever truly be uninteresting in the slightest? Xehanort certainly enjoyed them, but then writers tended to enjoy their own works, didn't they? As for the former ShinRa general, he merely saw them as interesting as long as they yielded the information he sought. So far, they were not providing him with the specific information he needed. Well, Report 13, which detailed the soul, body and heart, was at least somewhat helpful. Other than that, the Ansem Reports told Sephiroth what he basically already knew.

His catlike eyes drifted to the red, Materia-like orb he had proliferated from the Replica brought to his base. Fenrir was a useful summon, that was for sure. A smirk stretched his lips as he recalled the other GF orb sitting beside it. He had plans for that marionette soon. All too soon, actually. Once it was completed, and that would only take several minutes at the least and perhaps a few weeks at the longest, he would have at least one more capable ally in his non-sequential plans. Those already by his side were good for some of the tasks he had in mind, but this one...he knew this one would think along his same train of thought.

Idly he wondered what Vincent would think if he knew what he was up to. A chuckle slipped out as he imagined the reaction. Vincent would be so disappointed in him, or perhaps he would expect it? He certainly wouldn't approve of the method, even if the subject was little more than a mockery of human life. Sephiroth certainly didn't see the problem in causing harm, physical or mental, to something that wasn't supposed to exist anyway. As it stood, the creature in his holding cell was something even the Nobodies considered an anomaly. Shame he couldn't have gotten ahold of the other Replica from that Castle Oblivion place. No matter. As long as it served his purpose, it would continue "living."

When the Ansem Reports yielded nothing of further use, the silver-haired man pushed his chair back to stand. Sephiroth pocketed the orb he needed, then looked about his study. Nothing seemed amiss for the time being. With a 'hmph,' he left the study and instead made his way to the medical wing of his lair. If luck went his way, there would be no interruptions and he could loose the Replica to the wild in only a few minutes. But knowing the nature of his "allies," interruptions would abound if they happened to visit him while he was working. God forbid Kefka took time away from his tormenting others to direct his attentions on him.

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Fear is truly the most overwhelming sensation mankind can ever feel during a lifetime. At times, it is a helpful feeling, as it gives the thought of flight to the mind of one who wishes not to fight. Other times, it drives one to sheer ruin whether or not there is something truly worth being terrified of. The fear prisoners are no stranger to is the latter.

Xion sat huddled in a corner of the dimly lit holding cell. Several times before she had banged on the door to try and force it open, but to no avail. It was electronically locked and nothing short of a tank or train could force it open. After finding the effort useless, the girl took to staying in the corner. Nothing much to do now except wait. That itself was the worst part. No...the worst part was imagining the door finally opening.

The worst sound in the world would be the sound that steel door made when opened.

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OOC: Kefka would love to do that Sephy

[masterheartless.livejournal.com]

Xehanort waited calmly for Lynx to finish. "Actually Lynx, you aren't the only one who knows something about my comrades. As a Keyblade Master, I travel to other worlds alot, and I like to research the worlds" He glanced at Grobyc as he spoke. "Including El Nido." Xehanort stood as he foled his arms behind his back, facing away from Lynx.

"and you have no room to talk about people resembling fathers, after all you used to be the father of your nemesis" Xehanort then turned back to Lynx. "Not only that, but you're weak. You work for a computer, plus you been using us like pawns so we won't know that you haven't been at full power." Xehanort smiled as he pulled out some papers from his coat pocket, digital readouts of Lynx on them. " The clown comes in handy sometimes. Nevertheless, I don't particually care for your plan, and I highly doubt my colleagues do either." Xehanort summoned his keyblade as he pointed it at Lynx.

"Consider this my resignation"

Kuja is disappoint. He just wanted some wine and a donut! XD

[immoralkuja.livejournal.com]

Kuja drained the last of his wine and stared regretfully at the empty glass. Why was it that he hadn't been able to really enjoy one of these since he clawed his way back from the dead? He thought briefly of refilling it, but when Xehanort's keyblade appeared out of thin air he gave up on the idea.

"Gentlemen." His voice wasn't overly loud, but it was a growl, short. "If you feel such an overwhelming need to whip it out and start comparing down to the centimeter, I would suggest that the two of you find a more appropriate stage for the occasion. I have no wish to spend the next hour digging myself out of a pile of rubble after you've brought the ceiling down, and I doubt that Sephiroth or his brothers would be especially pleased either.

"In light of that--with all due respect, take it outside."

This had grown from mildly interesting to tiresome.

WTF? Can Xehanort travel through impenetrable barriers and giant waterfall pyramids?

[dark-lord-lynx.livejournal.com]

Lynx shook his head in disappointment, sighing heavily. Part of him was impressed by the amount of knowledge the old man had obtained, but he still knew nothing the remnants, Sephiroth, or even Kuja and Kefka for that matter, have not already figured out. His form shifted back into the infamous feline, glaring at Xehanort. Humans were always so frail and stupid, but to think on this level!? It made him sigh again, and almost forced him to slap his palm to his face.

"You truly are an idiot. I never in a million years thought I would ever say this to anyone, but you are indeed dumber than Kefka." Lynx nearly spat out those words, nearly forgetting whose home this was. "First of all, Wazuki no longer exists the moment I took over his form. You think I hold any attachment to the boy? Wazuki was practically the same as Serge, and I am nothing like either. Serge is nothing more than a tool and a liability to me. Second, if you had made managed to get inside Chronopolis, an impossible task for someone of your caliber unless you were among Serge or I, then you would known that I AM FATE."

"And me not at full power you say?" He chuckled dryly, his fangs flashing. This pathetic being knew nothing of true strength. "On the contrary, thanks to the darkness in this world, and my own GF, I am can handle all of you at once if need be." He turned away, knocking the keyblade away from him with a slap. "Leave if you wish. You will not be missed."

Staring at Kuja, he frowned. "And I'll have you know if I truly wanted a fight, I would have set Grobyc to self destruct, killing or badly wounding all of you. Knowing my luck, you would all just rise from the beyond, again."

All of this nonsense, all of this stupidity...he couldn't take it anymore. Destroying the place seemed even more tempting, and he just might, though mainly out of self-defense. After all, he had wanted to see how far Sephiroth's creation would go.

"But let me ask this from all of you..." His glare was still persistent at everyone as he walked around the room, his tolerance of their annoyance reaching its peak. "Do you even know why you imbeciles always suffer the wrath of death and defeat at the hands of these pathetic warriors!? It's because pretty much everyone here, with the exception of Kadaj's group, has no idea how to fight as a team. We have minions and fiends yes, but they are mindless creatures, disposable. I shall admit that I did use you, but for the greater purpose! When I leave this world, all I hope is that you can actually work together to achieve your goals easier, rather than do it solo and get yourselves killed, again. True, Kadaj had failed, but nearly succeeded had Sephiroth not let down his guard during Cloud's assault. That is why need to stand together!"

He then shrugged, waiting for someone to speak up. "Well then, what shall you all do now? As it stands at the moment, we are stronger together. But tell me this, whose side are you on? I will guarantee no destruction of this base, mainly because I am interested to see the end result of Chaos inside the Nobody. But I warn you, that is my only reason."

Maybe he has a senior citizen access card.

[black-masamune.livejournal.com]

Finally someone had said it. There was no end to his relief that someone had actually managed to call the rest of the villains out on their lack of cooperation. Sephiroth would have mentioned it, but it always seemed whomever he spoke to would rather fight him or just not listen at all. There wasn't a guarantee the same thing wouldn't happen to Lynx, but at least the gigantic elephant in the room had been noticed.

"Feline, calm yourself. This is actually a matter I've been meaning to address. As you can imagine, things have...gotten in the way," he shrugged slightly, "I'm not used to working with others, but if we can actually accomplish something I'm sure I can forgo my aversion to it."

Sephiroth turned his gaze to Kuja without moving his head. That one was proud, but certainly not stupid. He was actually one of the more tolerable allies he had, and brought a bit of sophistication to the entire group. Sephiroth's green eyes flicked back toward Lynx.

"I want the same proposition when we first met, Lynx. I trust that won't be a problem?" he smirked. "Oh, and I propose we kill the ones who might cause infighting, and I'm sure you all know who I might be referencing with that."

OOC: Corridors of Darkness, guys.

[masterheartless.livejournal.com]

Xehanort grinned as Lynx and Sephiroth spoke. "Good, it hurts me that I had to do that to point out the major problem." he glanced at Lynx. "I never made a propostion with you, and I don't want much, all I want is a claim on the keybladers, not the remnant or nobody, but the ones who should exist." Xehanort disspated his keyblade as he glanced at the smouldering wall where Kefka had left his message. "I also agree with Sephiroth that something should be done about the jester. Also, I will work as an ally to you, not a pawn, understand"

[dark-platinum.livejournal.com]

Kadaj watched the exchanges feeling a mixture of delight and exasperation. To Kadaj this had all been a huge waste of time. It was quite simple, Sephiroth plan was sound and even had safety measures should it backfire. Naturally though, Kadaj trusted his big brother implicitly so he had no qualms on what was going on. The underlying lack of trust from the rest of his allies were abundant. They had separate goals and had the constant possibility that they would be backstabbed.

What else could be expected though?

Taking the glass of wine for another sip, he raised it lightly in a toast to Lynx when he and his brothers were mentioned. Drinking deeply from his glass, Kadaj's throat began to burn slightly.

"As long as everyone follows my brother's plans and can stop bickering over the details, everything should be fine." Kadaj said simply as his eyes scanned the box of donuts, noticing that the chocolate filled one had suddenly disappeared since he grabbed his first one. As he looked, he noticed the graffiti left by Kefka. "Loz and I will handle the joker if you want." he offered with a wink as he leaned back into his chair, a plain donut on the tip of his finger.

[immoralkuja.livejournal.com]

As he might have expected, the voice of reason went entirely unnoticed in favor of more posturing: You're all idiots, I could kill every one of you right now but I shan't, now won't you work for me? Kuja propped his head against his hand and sighed, staring at Lynx as the man-turned-cat went on. What was he trying to do? Threaten everyone into serving him? How dull.

"Given the incredibly divisive front you've presented so far, I don't believe you have any room to talk about unity," he said blandly, setting his glass on the table, and nodded in wordless agreement when Sephiroth suggested that Lynx calm down. "As the saying goes, it's a two-way street. However, I'm amenable to mutual cooperation. You'll find me a reasonable man when approached reasonably in turn."

And that, as far as Kuja was concerned, was the end of it. He cocked an eye at the defaced wall instead, shook his head, and leaned over to snag another donut.