StormLord

Hearing Alphys lament the lack of trash for tech pieces Ignia takes a few steps over to where she and Frisk are talking. "You know if the barrier is down you could just go out and get working tech right? I think we had some junk on the space ship we took to get here even if you'd like."

Sha'Tith eats several large handfuls of dubious meat, and then carts back what he can to the Macy's. It isn't entirely clear if he meant to share it, but given he sets it down and wanders off it shouldn't be a problem. Afterwards he helps with the barricades and fortification, and going do far as to try and dig a trench at the main entrance to the Macy's.

Ignia looks a bit shocked at Asriel's action, but that is quickly swept away by Lucine's breaking of the Barrier. She gives a few cursory looks as the dust settles, and then dismisses her weapon. "Looks like it got away." She shakes her head a little. "That's a shame." With a sudden realization she looks around, trying to see if Lucine is still there somewhere.

Ignia doesn't seem to hear Arminius, though whether she's simply ignoring him or distracted isn't immediately clear.

Ignia breathed a sigh of relief as all the various monsters piled in, smiling in the fact that they wouldn't have to fight the King or anyone else...so it seemed. Her expression quickly turned to a sneer as the Doll appeared though. "I knew it!" She glanced to the crowd and looked back at the Doll and Tattletale. "You little piece of- Mmmgh Nobody, and one full of malice at that." She walks over to the pair and with a disgusted look stabs her Keyblade into the Doll, pinning it to the ground and letting Tattletale move. "I don't think we need you around any more." Ignia wreaths her Keyblade in fire, focusing it towards the tip until the Doll is incinerated and nothing remains but I fine powdered ash.

Ignia's tension takes a roller-coaster as Asgore speaks, Toriel slams him into a wall, their tearful reunion, and then his later words. With a flick of her wrist she summons her Keyblade, though she stays relaxed and leaves it in front of her, pointed towards the ground. "With all due respect your Majesty. I think it's time you took a few steps back and we go talk this over some of the tea your wife bought." She paused, trying to read the King's movements and preparing to attempt to lock the canister holding Nader's SOUL should he try anything with them.

Ignia took a few deep breaths as they got closer to the throne room, trying to distract herself from the weight of what they were doing. "Hey so does this count as starting or quashing a rebellion? Because the last time I helped start one well....I still haven't heard the end of it."

Ignia remained mostly silent, but carefully walked over and picked up each of Rachel's weapons. She dusted each one off and made them disappear in motes of light. "Your weapons are safe. Now, we should keep moving." She turned to see Proditor and Lucine had wandered up during their fiasco. She nodded, but something seemed odd, she started counting heads. "We're missing someone...."

Ignia's face sunk to a deep frown as the sad tail slowly unfolded, listening to Arminius' questions and the darker reply sent her into almost a trance, lost in her own thoughts and memories. She didn't have many memories of her life before being a Keyblade wielder, supposedly she had been found on a bastion world after the destruction of her own. "A great light must burn within her to survive such an ordeal" the Masters had said. She slowly worked through old thoughts, remembering some simple things like playing in a forest or backtalking her mother, hiding in caves and chasing other kids around. She also remembered a few flickers of less happy things, seeing great black storms bringing creatures she now knew as Heartless, nights of fear and terror as people vanished in the dark. Before she could stop herself she suddenly felt rain against her shoulders, she looked up from her tears to see a man in a dark coat, they were standing in front of a small house. He told her to "Channel the Darkness" to "Control the Creatures" or that they would destroy her home and everything and everyone in it. She shouted at the man to stop, at the creatures slowly pealing her house apart, begging and pleading until she was hoarse, until her vision slowly faded away as her house collapsed in on itself. Ignia found herself suddenly thrust back into reality with a gasp, a hearty does of adrenaline already pumping through her veins when she saw Rachel pickup her pistol from the pile of equipment she had apparently discarded. As soon as she saw the weapon leveled against the children her blade was forming, she didn't know what was happening but she wasn't about to let someone else die through her own weakness or inaction. She took a single step forward and opened her mouth to tell Rachel to drop the weapon, but before any words could leave her mouth Rachel had already turned the weapon on herself. Ignia stood for a moment in shock, halfway into her second step and blade locked out in near perfect textbook form. After a few awe struck seconds her weapon recognized it was no longer needed and with a flash dissipated. The sound and feeling of it was enough to knock her out of her shock and into realizing that Rachel...wasn't dead? She stood eyes wide for another moment before taking any action, in which she simply outstretched one hand and spoke a single word. "Cure." Motes of green and gold float around Ignia's finger tips and a pair of bells and leaves bloom over Rachel's head, showering her in a dose of the healing magic...just in case.

Cell steps forward as soon as Vakama mentions the Kanohi Vahi's name, Great Mask of Time. He squints at it and listens as closely as he can to Vakama's telling of its powers and...dangers. Cell shakes his head in denial at Vakama proposition, the potential of them using the Mask. He takes a half step back and makes a motion as if he would push it away back to Vakama, without actually risking touching it. Then with one hand he points at it and shakes his head again to reaffirm his opinion on it, while the other hand digs through his stack of metal cards. He manages to flip up three sets of cards in succession. "Been there." "Done that." "Not again."

Cell takes a step towards Cap, wrapping his arm over Cap's shoulder and beginning to make speaking gestures like he's talking. This goes on for a few moments like Cell is having some sort of deep discourse with Cap, finishing it with a hearty pat on back, shaking his shoulder, and stepping away again.

Ignia's face turns sour as she listened to Toriel and Gerson. "Well tonight I think he'll see reason one way or another." She glances up to Arminius and Rachel. "And the Barrier comes down."

Ignia stopped dead in her tracks at Garson's comment. A cold rush passing over her. "Wait....Majesty? One human child and...Astriel?" Her head tilted towards Toriel as gears clicked and spun inside. "You're the Queen of the Underground aren't you? It feels like its been a year since we went through that...memorial?...whatever it was." She shook her head before Toriel could respond. "Did you know know there is a Graveyard full of Human bodies that the King stole the Hearts from?"

As Mirri slashes the creature she feels almost no resistance until the tip of her lightsaber digs into the wall behind it, and with each splash comes another spray of cold almost icy blood until her vision is filled with nothing but a vibrant luminescent purple. The creature falls limp within the first few slashes.

As Mirri and Law turn corner around a crate of metals they catch sight of the screeching creature. Mirri's tool had been caught close enough to the wall that Law's machine pinned it down...through the creature's hand. The creature is desperately trying to pull the nail loose and upon catching both Law and Mirri charging it attempts to flicker away only to reappear where it was.

Hopping down and approaching the tool bag causes the nail to dematerialize of its own accord, just as he programmed the machine to do. Mirri turns and catches a glimpse of something moving by her X-Wing. A tall humanoid with slick black skin and arms that almost drag the ground, it grabs one of her tools and flickers away again. From the other side of the bay she hears a shrill piercing screech and several loud thuds.

(7, 15) (31) Takumi goes over and repairs and replaces the most damaged looking pipe segments fairly easily, pulls out a drain clog, and get everything setup the best he can with what he's give. Despite his best efforts though, most of the pump crumbles as he tries to pull it off much less scrub any rust spots. If he can get or make a replacement everything else should work for another decade or two. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Stepping into the 2nd District Leo and Ena immediately see their target on the opposite side of the courtyard. The raised walk area on the left that passes in front of the hotel seems to lead into the building housing the clocktower. The two can see *something* sticking out of the clock face that shouldn't, but the backlighting and small size of the object make it difficult to decern from here. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (19, 32, 49, 95) Mirri finds that the structural integrity of her armor is nearly compromised. It still functions well enough, but with the kinds and intensities of beats she's been taking lately. Well it isn't the usual wear she's used to dealing with. While poking around the ship and checking her X-wing Mirri notices her tools moving around on their own despite her being alone. She has a bad feeling about it. Her lightsaber is functioning as expected. Wandering the docking bay of the Weatherlight to take stock inventory Mirri notices one of her tool bags is sitting in the middle of the room, nowhere near where she left it. There is a strange brown rod holding it to the ground. From somewhere behind her she hears a loud distorted sort of barking sound. "Whop whop whop..."

Spicy HG walked up the stairs behind Mitsu, Hunkered in on herself and only really acknowledging Spray with a nod.

Friedhold took his time to walk around to the back door, the "fire escape". He examined the mechanism and hinges for a few moments and then carefully used his Winter Blast Plasmid to freeze both as solid as he could. Once he finished he took a walk to the front door and tried looking it over for possible ways to bar or jam it.

"Hmm. The Tea doesn't look bad, but well I didn't pick up any money at the mini-golf game. Would you happen to accept spooky magic crystals as trade?" Ignia pulls out a handful of shards, dull, grim, and shimmering.

Sha'Tith narrowed his eyes at Aquila's first response, but then shrugs when he mentions they have to fight the deadites anyway. "Well if we have to go by anyway. But for now...." Sha'Tith starts wandering towards the Taco Bell, letting his nose guide him to the counter and the low quality greasy fast food meat behind it. He leans over the counter, looking for any deadites hiding in the back.

Ignia scratches her head at Gerson's question. "Well what have you got?"

Ignia glances around a bit at the situation, a disgruntled look on her face. "Well that was odd, but I think that just describes that uhh....skeleton?" Ignia furrowed her brow trying to think if he was an actual skeleton or some other kind of monster that just looked like one. "Whatever, we should keep going."

Ignia reaches up to pinch the bridge of her nose. "No they didn't kill me I'm pretty hard to catch much less kill." She sighed and clicked her teeth together a few times, trying not to glare at Jun. "I suppose that means we should try to get back to them as fast as we can now."

Cell grabs the three masks and follows Gozer out.