(Although it was never specified in FF: Incarcerated, this RP takes place in NYC. For me, at least. I'll probably leave anyway.)

Callum turned off the TV and looked at his clock. It was 2:00 A.M. He couldn't sleep ever since he learned a powerful game villain was inside him. Vanitas. Ever since Vanitas possessed him (If he did, maybe he was in there since birth, so gained influence) Callum had been a jerk. He didn't have any friends now. I hate you, Vanitas! He heard a scoff. Really? Do you? Callum summoned his keyblade. "I won't let this take me over. Vanitas, you won't win." His void gear looked ominous. Too ominous.

Vanitas stumbled back a bit, disoriented. He disappeared in shadows, and quickly appeared behind Troy. He ran forward at fast speeds, darkness trailing behind him. He aimed his keyblade forward, and hoped to hit Troy in the back.

Troy rolled forward to dodge, but had trouble getting back up because of the sand. This left him slightly off balance.

(OOC: Headed out for now, if one of the previously approved individuals wouldn't mind to take control for a little bit then that'd be great. Otherwise Number XV will be stuck for a little bit.)

(OOC: Troy can actually travel via Keyblade Glider, but it's sweet that Keilani's so worried.)

 

(Derp. I completely forgot about that. Just like I had forgotten up until now that Naminé could use Corridors of Darkness. X'D Oh well, I'll let Keilani have her derp moment when she and Troy see each other again.)

 

 

Troy rolled forward to dodge, but had trouble getting back up because of the sand. This left him slightly off balance.

(OOC: Headed out for now, if one of the previously approved individuals wouldn't mind to take control for a little bit then that'd be great. Otherwise Number XV will be stuck for a little bit.)

 

(I'll do it! This'll be fun!)

Vanitas, noticing Troy's weakness, quickly made his keyblade go down in a stabbing motion as he swiped his leg to hopefully trip Troy.

Troy felt his legs go out from under him and fell on his back. He then held up his Keyblade in front of him to block Vanitas’s attack, tensing his muscles to roll away at the first opportunity.

Vanitas appeared high up in the air above Troy, and dropped down, his keyblade aimed to stab in his heart. "Come on Ventus, you have to take over to even stand a chance fighting against me!"

Fine, if that’s what you want! Ven growled. Troy allowed him to take over, and he rolled over and jumped to his feet. He held his Keyblade in the air and sent a Tornado in Vanitas’s direction.

(I hate it when you do so much while I'm gone... I mean, I guess you do have to move the story along, but now, I have to not only reply to what happened to my characters, but also what happened to the entire group. I should've replied earlier....)

 

 

-Elie

Elie had walked away from the campsite long before then to be by herself. Too much was going on, and nobody seemed to want her around. She walked around and began to feel a familiar presence. She looked around and her head instantly began to burn. Elie fell to her knees and her head continued to throb. A memory of her father came into her mind. Laughing, playing in a field. Setting up a tent right here. Telling ghost stories around a camp fire. Her father hearing a noise in the forest, and going to check it out. (To be continued....)

 

-Tudi

Tudi giggled when Tyler swept her up, and flat out laughed when she fell onto the bed. Tyler was the one of the group that she felt she had the most in common with. His good humor and just.... ness, his being, made her feel like she was always the star. 'Awww, young love!'

'For once, I'm under the impression your right.'

'I know!' Tudi fell asleep before she could criticize Yuffie for being cocky.

(I hate it when you do so much while I'm gone... I mean, I guess you do have to move the story along, but now, I have to not only reply to what happened to my characters, but also what happened to the entire group. I should've replied earlier....)

 

(Sorry...we're just an overeager bunch, I guess. We tend to leave each other in the dust sometimes if someone takes a while to respond, unless it's absolutely impossible to move on without them. But if you want, you can have someone else control your characters while you're gone and there's lots of action so you don't get too far behind!)

Felix looked down. "Sorry...I just couldn't let you get involved..." Felix said sadly, "I didn't think Axel would be so rough though...come on, let's go get some nice cold rags on your tummy ok?" He smiled and helped her up.

 

Scott ended up infront of a maximum security prison. "Hello, I'm here to turn myself in," Scott said at the gate. "Alright, well what's this for?" the gate manager asked. "I'm the guy who destroied the CIA today, and my better half got control. Can I have my phone call as soon as I come in?" he asked. The guard seemed at a loss for words, but Scott was immediatly sent inside, deloused, and brought into the jail. Number 42190 would be his new name, and his phone call came up. He dialed in Ethan's number, and awaited the answer. Scott would then give the foundation that would completly turn James...hopefully.

"Atleast someone is being a little conciderate. We need to put faith in our comrades. I test Troy will show that guy who's boss" 'Yeah Axel, you should learn to be GENTLE. Got that memorized?' Roxas said playfully.

"Yeah...well I didn't have any choice. Felix was worried that Aqua was going to get Rebekah hurt. I just did what he was thinking..." Axel said.

"Shut up Axel...I thought it, but I wouldn't have done it," Felix said quickly.

Alex could hear Roxas laugh silently. "Well, what happened happened, right can't change that can you?" 'Well Axel guess it didn't work out huh?' Roxas asked

"Worked out fine...she's still here," Axel said, "Well I'm going to sleep."

"I'm not," Felix said, "Night Axel."

It was the weirdest thing. One moment, Aqua saw Ven and Troy running for the Corridor and apologizing to her and Rebekah, and the next, he and the Corridor were simply gone, and Felix was talking to her. She realized Ven most have cast a Stop spell on her. Aqua let out an exasperated sigh, too angry to talk to Felix or Axel, and let Rebekah take over again. Rebekah was worried about Troy, and she wanted to protect him, but she knew there was nothing she could do now. She accepted Felix’s help. “Thanks,” she said with a sad smile. “I think I’ll take you up on the cold rags.”

"Alright, I'll make the rags," he said with a wink. Immediatly he took off his leather jacket, pulled off the white shirt underneath, and ripped it to shreads. He then soaked it in the freezing rain water. Then he put his jacket back on. "Ok, I'll just tie these on wherever it hurts," Felix said smiling.

“Felix!” Rebekah exclaimed with wide eyes. “I didn’t want you to do that for me! Besides, you’re going to get all cold!” She decided not to mention the fact that seeing part of his bare torso made her uncomfortable.

"Nah," Felix said, "I'm gonna be fine!" He zipped up his jacket. "See, I'm gonna be nice and warm, and you don't have to see my chest," he said with a wink, "Now, let's take care of you."

Rebekah sighed and couldn’t hold back a laugh. It was too late now, at any rate--the shirt was beyond repair, and she might as well put the newly-made rags to use. “Give me those,” she said playfully, and she took one of the rags, turned away from Felix, and lifted her shirt just enough to tie the rag around her waist.

"Alright, you'll thank me in about twelve minutes when the pain is gone," Felix said holding the other rags out to her.

Alex sat down and rested his head. Felix and Rebekah were getting themselves some bandages around some sores. Alex kept thinking about what would happen tomorrow. 'Stop worrying Alex just get some rest.'

'Alright Roxas.'

"Well I am going to hit the hay, an if anything more happens lets get some curtains or something. We hav had enough for one day in my opinion."

When Rebekah was done with the first rag, she took each of the other rags, tying most of them around various places on her arms, one around each of her knees, and one around her forehead, which looked incredibly dorky, but whatever, she wasn’t worried about fashion choices at the moment. “Your poor shirt,” she said, shaking her head regretfully. “First chance we get, I’m buying you a new one. And don’t try to stop me!” She smiled as she said all this, then went over to her “bed” and got under the blanket. “Alright, watchman, go to your post. There’s nothing more for you to see here.” She then proceeded to take off her damp clothes, which turned out to be quite difficult while lying down and keeping the blanket over her. The jeans were especially a challenge as they clung to her and she had to struggle to peel them off.

 

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Keilani had smiled at Alex when he tried to comfort her. “Yeah...I’m sure he will be,” she said.

 

Then her attention turned to Felix and Rebekah’s interaction, and though it made her ache for Troy, she couldn’t resist quietly witnessing all the cuteness. When Rebekah got under her blanket, Keilani realized what she was about to do, and sat in front of her, blocking the view of the others. Personally, she wouldn’t have cared if other people saw as long as she was under a blanket, because there really would’ve been nothing to see. But it was obvious that Rebekah was a pretty shy person, and she wouldn’t want others to see even that. She turned to look at Rebekah when she seemed to be done. “Want me to take care of those for you?” she offered.

 

Rebekah nodded and handed her jeans and shirt to Keilani. “Thanks.”

 

“No problem.” Keilani set the clothes near the fire to dry. When she returned, she found that Rebekah was already fast asleep with the blanket wrapped snugly around her up to her neck. She hadn’t even taken the wet rags off. Keilani smiled and went to her own bed. She was exhausted, but she was determined not to fall asleep until she had a chance to talk to Felix. Of course, by the time Troy got back, Keilani might not need to reassure him about his being a good/strong enough person anymore, but now she was curious above all else what a good thing to say would be should the need arise. She laid her head on the pillow and pretended to sleep while she waited for everyone else to fall asleep.

Felix stood up beside the fort where his post was. He was excited and wondered if any other uninvited guests would show up...

As soon as she was sure the coast was clear, Keilani got up, grabbed the trash bag she had used to transport all the bedding to the campsite, and put it over her head to keep from getting wet. She then walked over to Felix. “Um, hey. Can I talk to you?” she asked.

"Hmm? Oh sure little lady, what do you need?" Felix asked kindly.