Always

Before Aqua knew what was happening, she felt Axel’s arms lock around her arms and waist, and she fell to the ground with a thud. “Ven, don’t!” she pleaded as she tried to fight Axel off.

Yeah, I wish mine were as big as hers.

Though Felix’s arm was now between her and Troy, Keilani hadn’t let go of Troy’s arm. But maybe...maybe this was his chance to be strong. Not for her or anyone else, but for himself. She knew that no matter how much she begged, she wouldn’t be able to convince him to stay. She let out a shaky sigh and held back the tears, slowly letting go of his arm. “Alright, Troy, go if you have to. I know you and Ven can beat Vanitas. Just...get back soon, will you?” She snatched a water bottle from the ground and handed it to him. “And take this with you. I hear the Sahara’s a little dry.” She smiled and tried to sound humorous, but her voice cracked. Aqua wasn’t taking any of this. “Felix, stay out of this!” she shouted. She ducked under his arm and started running towards the Corridor so she could block it.

“No, Ven!” Aqua exclaimed, completely ignoring Felix. “I’m not losing you again!” Keilani ran up behind Troy and grabbed his arm. “Troy...please...” she whispered.

Yeah...I wish I had her figure.

“Y-yeah...” Rebekah said. She was now regretting having stood out in the rain for so long, because now her clothes were soaked through, and that meant... She shook her head and smiled, a little unnaturally. “Well, good night! I’ll just, um, be heading off to bed now.” She headed back to the front of the lean-to, where she immediately spotted Troy and Keilani, who each looked like they were on cloud nine. Keilani had taken hold of Troy’s hand when Callum appeared at the campsite...or rather, Vanitas. Keilani leaped up and summoned her Keyblade. “No way that’s happening!” she shouted. Aqua took over Rebekah’s body and summoned her Keyblade as well, and got between Vanitas and Troy. “You’ll have to go through me first,” she said coldly.

You horrible son!!! It's okay, all I gots me mommy was cookies... But I'll do something else for her too, I swear! I just don't know exactly what yet....

You snatch the Devil’s Fang out of the air and keep running at Krista. You’re glad that Molly’s safe from getting injured from the crossfire that’s about to take place between the two of you, but she’s still just behind the barrier. You wish that she would leave and run as far away as she could so that she can escape Krista if you lose this battle. No. You’re not going to lose. Krista is going down, future version of Molly or not. You slash at her with the Angel Blade, but she evades and swings her arm to punch your stomach, all in one flowing movement. You move to the side at the last instant and bring your blade down on the top of her wrist, cutting through the fabric of her sleeve, but not quite making it to her skin before she shifts her arm downward out of harm’s way. You put the Angel Blade in your jacket pocket in a flash, grab her wrist, and pin it behind her, giving it a hard twist as you swing your other weapon towards her heart. She elbows your face with her free arm and sweeps her leg across the ground to bring your legs out from under you, but you let go of her and jump up out of the way, slashing the Devil’s Fang at her head on your way up. She cries out angrily as the tip of the weapon cuts the side of her face, starting at the jawline and ending just below the temple, and also taking a strand of hair with it. She glares at you and shoots a wall of energy in your direction. There’s no way for you to avoid it, and you’re knocked back several yards by the force, landing painfully on the solid ground. You struggle to breathe, having had the wind knocked out of you, and your entire body feels numb from the shock of the wall of energy. Krista charges at you, offering no time for you to recover, and you’re sure this is the end. She places her boot on your chest and you feel like your ribs might crack under the pressure, which also doesn’t help you try to breathe again. You’re overcome by a painful, suffocating sensation, and as a sphere of energy pointed at your face forms around Krista’s fist, you’re sure this is the end. You close your eyes and wait for death to come, hoping it won’t be too painful, when you feel the pressure lifted from your chest, and it rises dramatically as you gasp for air. You open your eyes to see Krista, a few feet away from you now, facing a long, metal rod. At the end of the rod is a familiar figure with long, dark hair... “Natalie!” you call out.

What what what???

Keilani leaned her head against Troy’s chest, partially because she just wanted to, of course, but also so that he wouldn’t see the conflicted look on her face. She loved the idea of having him close to her as she slept, but...she still wanted to talk to Felix, and she couldn’t do that if Troy was right there. But he had mentioned a shift change, and Keilani remembered that Felix had no plans to sleep, so maybe this could work out after all. She looked back up at him with an even wider grin. “That sounds great. It’s like you’re my guardian angel. You certainly know how to make me feel like a princess,” she said with a giggle.

So has anyone noticed...that must be painful!!! DX

Rebekah let out a choked laugh through her tears. No matter what Felix had been through, it wouldn’t change the wonderful, light-hearted personality he had now. She lifted her head from his shoulder and looked at his face without letting go. His face was...beautiful. Perfectly proportioned, with everything exactly the right shape and in exactly the right place, and above all...untouched by any of the awful scars that covered the rest of him. Flawless. “Yeah...I guess that’s a good thing,” she said with a small smile. She could feel her cheeks getting hot again, and she was glad the rain was there to cool them so that it wouldn’t show too much. Then...she realized that she had her arms around a man who was in his underwear, and now she was sure that no amount of cold rain could keep a visible blush from her cheeks. “Oh my gosh!” she exclaimed, practically leaping backward and turning to face the other way. “I’m sorry...I should let you get dressed...” ------------------------------------------------------------ Keilani reciprocated, embracing Troy and kissing him back. His lips were soft and warm and gentle, and she felt the happiest she ever had in her life. When the kiss was over, she looked up at his eyes, the peaceful blue contrasting sharply with the bright campfire reflected on them, and said with a soft smile, “You’re...kind of the awesomest person I’ve ever met. You don’t know how lucky I feel right now.” (Hahaha so much mushy. Well, what can I say? I'm a hopeless romantic. )

So has anyone noticed...that I just woke up from a lovely nap?

I haven't yet...but I'm going to! ;D

You know, like Sky Heart, I've actually started to wonder over the past few months whether I have Asperger's Syndrome as well, because I seem to have some of those symptoms. Also I'm pretty sure I'm genetically predisposed to it. Of course, if I asked any of my friends or family about it, they'd say there's nothing "wrong" with me, and I shouldn't worry about it. And I don't feel like I need to see anyone about it, but now my curiosity is really sparked, and I want to find out just to find out. Maybe I'll sneak over to see a mental health professional in the near future...

So has anyone noticed...that extremely awkward moment when a third person steps in on an emotionally intense/potentially romantic dialogue between two people? Because I sure have! X'D

I could've sworn we've had this poll before... Anyway, no, I've never played an online game.

Rebekah could feel her hot tears mixing with the icy rain as Felix told his story. When he concluded, saying it “was all his fault,” her sorrow for him turned to anger at his parents for the gross injustice done to him. She didn’t even hear Alex as the strong emotions engulfed her. “What’s all your fault?” she demanded. “This?!” She made a gesture indicating the scars covering his body. “Felix, no one deserves that kind of treatment! No matter how you acted out, your...father had no right to beat you and scar you! And...you were...just a kid!!” She was crying again, harder this time, and she embraced him, slowly and gently, as if the scars were still open wounds and she could easily hurt him if she wasn’t careful. “Don’t tell yourself it’s your fault. It’s not...” Rebekah felt so much pain and grief on Felix’s behalf that she didn’t realize that she was actually sharing some of his pain. She hadn’t had the greatest father, either. He wasn’t nearly as bad as Felix’s, but he had still betrayed her and left her emotionally scarred and insecure and untrusting as she was.

http://news.yahoo.com/blogs/sideshow/man-implants-magnets-keep-ipod-ready-160934948.html No, no, no, no, no, no, NO!! NO!!!! How could a person ever do this to himself/herself?!?! I just...I don't even...NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! D: And again, no.

(LOL Arina actually ended up at the hotel where Alexis, Ethan, and James are.)

(Yup. As we all know, cybering is against RP rules. Not to mention that I personally am adamantly against it.)

Hahaha!!!

(I don't see why not, ChainlessSoul.) Rebekah’s playfulness was replaced with shock, and she ignored what Felix said about her getting wet. “Felix...what happened to you?” she whispered. ------------------------------------------------------------ Alexis put her arms around James and kissed him back. As she did, she hoped the time would soon come when he could actually be put to use, rather than just, erm, constantly being all physical with him. He was so mentally weak it made her want to vomit. The fact that he was shorter than her only enhanced the effect. She pulled away gently and smiled. “That’s more like it,” she said. “Lead on, handsome.”

Don't like to dance? I love to dance, all the time! ...When no one's watching me, of course.

“Oh, please,” Rebekah said. “You’re twenty-two, you’ve got plenty of youth left in you! I can tell by the way you’re acting as well--like a seven-year-old!” The next thing Rebekah did was very uncharacteristic of her. She got up and ran after Felix in the rain. Was it just the shadows again, or was she seeing another scar as the rain washed the mud away? When they were behind the lean-to, she reached out her arm and playfully wiped some of the mud off his shoulder blade with her hand, and felt the ridge of a scar underneath her palm...or more than one.