Strife Bloodrose

Solthix used the great-swords fall to make himself rise,aiming a kick at Varxin's head only to find it pressing against metal,metal that he used to launch away from the Keyblade wielder,he scoffed and was prepared to rush forward,brushing his hair out of his eyes as his 'warlords' began to slowly fall,taking mages out with them and refusing to break their resistance,the fallen being replaced by those guarding the roof. The hair was removed from his eyes only to see a ball of fire launching it's way towards him at high speeds as Varxin rolled away,The nobody artist wrenched his great-swords up and covered them in shadow's spinning them as fast as he could manage in the short time he had before the collision and then let them go,allowing them to spin around in a circular barrier infront of him as they created a shadowy cloud which he dissapeared into,just as the explosion lit up the roof.Fortunately for Solthix the great-sword's held and he was only slightly burnt by the blast,and the shadows had been spread across the roof making the entire area Solthix's domain,an area from which he could strike from the darkness. Solthix laughed,an echoing laugh that rung out through the cloud,A shimmer of a blade would appear infront of Charlex,a mere distraction as his Great-swords navy blue blade was thrown javelin style from the right side,followed by the blinding light of the other spinning wildly in the air from behind. In the blink of an eye Solthix would appear in a flash of light,his Katana in his hand's, swinging horizontally at Charlex's mid-riff as he rushed the nobody. Hopefully Varxin wouldn't interfere,He was the true opponent to watch in Melee combat but Charlex was the untouchable that needed to be touched. Regardless of the results Charlex would not be fatally harmed,otherwise it would end his pretence of a Combat Test and result in losing Varxin's alliance. At worst he would be knocked unconscious.

Solthix burst into shadows once more,appearing at the other end of the roof,outside the range of the mages and Charlex's Thundara. His Katana no longer in his hand's as he began to rush towards Charlex. That is until the nobody got in the way,Solthix dodged low under the first attack and covered his arm's in hardened light,deflecting the next attack with a spin and sending the nobody flying with a sharp elbow to the head.Solthix scoffed and pulled one of the Great-swords from his back,Royal Eminence, with the same movement of lowering his elbow. 'Mages,weak as twigs,heavy as a pebble' He thought, Turning once more to Charlex only to as expected be cut-off by the view of Varxin making his way towards him.The nobody calmly raised his other arm up and grabbed hold of the second great-sword's hilt,pulling it down to crash into the roof,It's navy blue blade shining brightly from the light emitted by Royal Eminence. He closed his eyes for a moment,almost meditating as his 'Warlords' began to join the battle,however they all focused solely on Charlex and his mages. Only ten or so were actually fighting,the rest stood guard as they had moments ago. Solthix opened his eyes once more,and dissapeared in a burst of light this time,appearing to the right of Varxin,Swinging both great-swords down towards the nobody's wielding hand from above.

Solthix swung one hand up above him,creating a dome of light around him as a defensive measure as Varxin's whip cracked against it,shattering one side and then the other. But it was all the time he needed,and all the deflection he required. In the blink of an eye he burst into shadows,each the shape of a raven. Appearing behind Charlex in a similar burst before normal eyes could register his change in position. Swinging his Katana from the right,the blade soaked in a shadowy outline,an extra sharpened edge designed to cut and then leave behind a blindingly painful burn.His face was a blank slate as his cold eyes stared at Varxin,hopefully the fact that his whip was across the roof right now would give him the time he needed to harm the most likely defensive Charlex,atleast from what he had witnessed with the shield they'd conjured to defend them both.

Solthix flung his hand to the side,opposite to his Katana,opening a dark corridor next to Varxin from which the piece of paper would fall through that he had previously left in the world between worlds. The picture depicting this very scene.His grin somehow widened as he swung his hand horizontally infront of him,allowing it to once again rest on the hilt of his Katana. A small shadowy slice appeared with the action,widening and warping slowly until they formed letters,and eventually two separate words. "Combat Test" The nobody artist slid his feet further apart and braced his body,the grin slowly shrinking until his face was a mask of calmness. An invitation to begin the fight that he apparently wanted. Two greatsword's appeared on his back in a flash of light,both equaling his body in length and 'unique' when compared to the usually smooth and uniform shaped weapons of most nobody's. His personal 'Warlords' leaped from the ground below and surrounded the roof,forming a protective arena,facing outwards with their spears at attention to any threat.

Solthix twisted his body around the first mirror,flipping over the next two and simply covering his fist in hardened light,using it to shatter the last of the trio as he spun mid-air. Landing in the same spin and summoning his massive Katana into his hand in a burst of shadow,swinging it gracefully within the same maneuver to send a wave of light to either injure or push the pair back. Leaving Solthix himself to leap to the other side of the roof.The grin still plastered to his face as he reached into his pocket and pulled out his book,tearing out the page depicting the entire organization,including Solthix upon it. He wrote a few word's on the piece of paper and then threw it expertly so that it wafted over to Charlex. An arrow pointed towards Solthix himself amongst the group. The words "Secret Member, Xemnas's Newest Weapon" were imprinted in simple lettering above it, there would be no way to tell that he was other then the page stated. Especially as he unzipped his cloak and turned around,revealing a large nobody symbol scarred onto his entire back, the numbers XVIII were imprinted in the center in a darker hue.

Solthix scoffed,sighing in boredom. It seemed the tournament was nothing to wait around for,he shrugged to himself and slipped away into a dark corner,creating a dark corridor and stepping through it. All the nobodies of his in the area taking their own leave from the place in spiralling orbs of white and grey spikes. Within the corridor's of the organization he pulled his book and a pen from his coat and began drawing once more,a drawing of his next destination. Most of those who had not seen him fight assumed he controlled time,due to his calm nature and seemingly prophetic ability. However,this was not the case,as Moon and Xemnas would know he employed a vast and nigh undetectable network of Nobody spies. His own personal knight's that he liked to call 'Warlords'. Left to flutter through the next dark corridor to be opened by The Organization would be a piece of torn paper, covered in a drawing of Solthix himself standing atop a sandy rooftop, His faithful Lion's Tooth in his hand's,across the rooftop were two more people in cloaks. One male wearing a mask, the other a female with their face hidden in shadows. Moments later Solthix stepped through a dark corridor behind Varxin and his companion. Snapping his book shut loudly,and pocketing the pen with it. His hood drawn back once more to show off his stark white hair and ice blue eyes. He brushed a piece of hair from infront of his vision and ran a hand through it as if he had all the time in the world. A grin wide enough to rival the Cheshire Cat's spreading across his face as he awaited their eventual attack or interrogation. They would get nothing of course, He was mute once more and he and Varxin had made a deal as he had planned.

Solthix turned and leapt from the top of the Clocktower, his arm's tight to his sides to increase his speed until the wind screamed past his ears. The teen hit the ground hard,or so it would seem as a miasma of shadows spread across the large area in front of the towers base. When it eventually cleared no black-cloaked being would be seen,not a single trace of him left behind except for a piece of paper depicting the Clocktower coming to life,the nobody symbol imprinted upon it's chest as it tore free from it's roots. A burst of shadow above the sandlot would announce his entrance, a man dressed in all black hurtling towards the center of the lot would not be hard to notice, especially as he twisted and fipped several times in mid-air to land hands first, sending out yet another vortex of shadows as he expertly flipped into a standing position, a grin plastered across his face as he flicked the hood back to reveal his startling white hair and cold blue eyes. Solthix had somehow managed to find a rose to put between his teeth as he strode towards the struggle tournament sign-ups. Chucking the requested fee to the awed worker and writing down his name in neat lettering, the rose still between his teeth as he strode off to the side to wait for it to begin. The only nobodies that were about the sandlot were his,he had made sure of that. Besides,Varxin had left, there wouldn't be any of his laying about the place. In every shadow across the town however lay in wait a silver knight, the nobody brand upon their backs as they stand silent and vigil, the only hint to their existence being the occasional faint pulse of the blue gem that lays at their chest,a mana signal to Solthix allowing him to receive their reports. (Warning Big Image)

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Solthix nodded, taking a step back from Varxin with a slight grin. Pocketing his book and pen, the slight jingle of metal making itself known as he did so. The teen brushed a few loose strands of white hair away from his cold eyes and slowly pulled the hood of his cloak up. "How about this....you watch my back,I'll watch yours. I don't trust this Incarceron either.....but Kingdom Hearts is important...I'll find out what I can and relay it to you, if you'll keep me in the loop with the Organization....its alot to ask,but maybe...just maybe...it'll make getting Kingdom Hearts easier for the both of us." He said with a friendly nod,taking off one of his silver rings and chucking it towards Varxin. The ring had some kind of odd ancient rune imprinted on it. "The ring'll tell you where I am, and allow me to relay you info. Vice versa,it'll allow me to have the same benefits...your choice Varxin, just don't expect me to talk anymore...you know how I am." He said with a slight smile below his hood.

(I assume that as an ex-organization member/ an Incarceron member he,like the other original members would have his own unique nobody minions,Correct me if I am mistaken)Solthix shrugged at Varxin's question and flicked back to the picture of the Organization for a moment, frowning to himself as he made a cross with his fingers along the drawing, his pupil's shifting until they became question marks just in time for his confused shrug. In truth he had no idea what "the plan" was,only that more then likely it would involve fighting the Organization. He knew little about Incarceron in general now that he thought about it.His eyes darted about for a moment as they returned to their original ice blue, he seemed to be conflicted for a moment before sticking a thumb up and using it to jab behind his right shoulder at the ground below. Others were here,the various nobody minion's he'd placed around in the shadows of the town had been relaying that information for awhile to his clouded mind. He reached forward slowly and placed a hand on Varxin's shoulder,leaning in close for seemingly no reason until a deep voice began to whisper, a voice that was seldom heard."The Organization's bad Varxin, Keep yourself safe, to Xemnas you're nothing more than a puppet...I can say no more..." He said,awaiting their reaction.

The white-haired "teen" jumped at their sudden arrival,almost dropping his book before the tone of their voice registered in his mind. He grinned to himself and leant back to reveal his gleaming sharp teeth to Varxin. Nodding his head in approval before quickly erasing and then re-drawing Xigbar's arms so that they made rabbit ears atop Xemnas's and Saix's head,chuckling to himself as he did so, a rare noise from the silent nobody. To Varxin's question he stood and closed his eyes for a moment, opening the once ice blue thing's to reveal bright yellow "happy" looking eyes and a kind smile.Unfortunately,being rather stubborn and trusting he also then immediately flicked through his book,almost excitedly to reveal another page to Varxin. The page held a group drawing of another bunch of being's,not in the orginization cloaks...atleast not all of them. Atop in bold writing were the word's INCARCERON, drawn amongst their number was Solthix himself, a grin drawn upon his face, the heart-shaped moon of Kingdom Hearts sitting in the background of the group picture. Although the picture had far less detail and "personal" touch's of the members personality's, it was still an unfortunately detailed drawing.

Solthix slammed his book shut, a noise loud enough to probably startle Aurora. Where she to turn to the origin of the sound she would find an empty wall, a detailed sketch of the room laying on the floor. A picture depicting the rooms drawings coming to life from the walls and making the room truly vibrant. Solthix stepped out of his dark corridor atop the Twilight Town Clock Tower, one of his own special places of solitude. The corridor fading shut behind him before any nosy onlookers attempted to enter the Incarceron's castle. He produced his book again and began sketching again. If one were to look over his shoulder they would see detailed sketches of every Orginization member, new and old, coming to life in one large group shot. Varxin included, he hoped the members would still remember him when they met again.

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Solthix faded into the castle from a dark corridor, he still preferred using the Orginizations routes, they were familiar to him. The tall white-haired teen had arrived at the Incarceron home castle near Aurora's "special place" it seemed. He smiled almost kindly to himself, fiddling around in his pockets for a moment and eventually producing a white book and a pencil. Taking the moment to quietly begin sketching something into his book before they eventually noticed his presence...he was a six foot tall guy with white hair and a black cloak after-all,he was not hard to spot.

Sign up Sheet: (If you want me to change anything just tell me and I shall edit it the best I can!) Name: Solthix Age: 18 Group: Incarceron Keyblade Weilder (Yes/No): No Weapon: Solthix is a sort of weapons master,atleast when it comes to swords,having three of differing styles that he uses in combat. (Wasn't able to put in edited versions,will edit them in later if able to) Lion's Tooth (Wielded Katana Style): (Various Forms have different attributes/abilities) Storm Shadow (Greatsword,Wielded either two-handed or as a dual-weild with Royal Eminence): (Far Left) Royal Eminence (Greatsword, Wielded either two-handed or as dual-weild with Storm Shadow): (Second from the left) Appearance: Solthix is a rather tall and scar-covered being. Usually seen wearing his long black leather cloak and hood from his organization days,the hood modified to hold an extra strip of leather and various metal screws for "decoration", his necklace fastened safely around his neck, He has long pure white hair that hangs around his face in a wild manner, ending at his shoulders. Most notable aside from the hair and his cold ice blue eyes is the scar that runs from just below his left eye to his jaw, the scar never changed colour from the original blood-red yet fades into a yellow-orange near the top,Giving the impression of him eternally crying despite his heartlessness. He stands at around 6"2 tall and weighs nearing 165lbs. Several silver ring's bearing crosses, skulls or odd symbols he refuses to explain adorn his fingers. A silver cross necklace hangs around his neck at all times and the slight jingle of metal can be heard from his pockets. Yet another thing he refuses to explain. Gender: Male Bio: Solthix remembers very little from his day's before becoming a nobody unlike some other members,however he seems fond of whatever lays hidden within his coat pocket. Solthix seems to be a being of few words and more a man of action, although he is by no means a simple swordsman or brute. Many a day he is seen despite his lack of a heart attempting to write poetry or practicising other arts. He is an ex-member of Organization XIII whom left after troubles with it's motives and means of gaining Kingdom Hearts arrised and eventually found his way to Incarceron, his cloak still worn with few addition's or changes to the uniform. Despite his silence Solthix is infact quite social, in the way that he seems to float about and get to know most of the groups members with few words,or atleast makes attempts to. He has control over darkness and light to an extent, using both mostly for speed and defence rather then offence,hating the idea of ending another's existence or non-existence. Personality: He's rather kind and positive despite his silence and lack of heart,thinking of the worlds as a place that even those without feeling's should be given the oppurtunity to enjoy,although the want for giving those like he the ability to truly enjoy the world drives his want for Kingdom Hearts.He's alway's offfering a strong helping hand to others. This nature however has a down-side to the fault that he is easily manipulated if it means helping another to enjoy the world.

Writing up my character for my first RP here!