Mickey responded to the shot by knocking one away with his Keyblade, taking several to his body, with little or no effect really, and continued to block, advancing on the President. He'd abruptly had enough of the weapon, and flung a small ball of unholy energy at it, hoping to destroy the little weapon before it became a nuisance.
"Now.. let's find out what kind of friends we can be." he lunged, driving the point of his weapon towards Laguna's chest, twisting it as he went, to unlock the man's Heart, if he got close enough.
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Date: 2009-04-15 05:15 pm (UTC)"Now.. let's find out what kind of friends we can be." he lunged, driving the point of his weapon towards Laguna's chest, twisting it as he went, to unlock the man's Heart, if he got close enough.