The Core of All Hearts: a Kingdom Hearts RP

[ArgyleNinja]

Hagane:Yeah, yeah. And the name's Hagane. What's yours?

*Meanwhile, back at the Coliseum, Aeleus and Jecht are going at it in the very center of the arena, creating shockwaves with each blow, before locking hands in a contest of sheer strength*

Jecht:Y'know, you might be a bit better than I'd initially given you credit for.
Aeleus:You're not quite so bad yourself, old man. But, this fight will be mine!

*Aeleus suddenly shifts his grip to Jecht's wrists and slams him down to the ground a couple of times, before tossing him up into the air and then slamming him into the ground headfirst with a piledriver*

Aeleus:You were a good opponent, but it seems I've yet to find someone truly capable of my full force.

*As he turns to leave, he sees a trio of figures rapidly approaching, hearing three loud booming noises as they enter the atmosphere*

Aeleus:...And it begins again...

[Xernuht]

Irving: The name's Irving, and I do believe your friend is not alone...

Irving deactivates his glider in mid-descent, plummeting to the ground in only his armor. Despite having probably reached a very unsafe velocity, Irving lands on his feet, crouched in a small crater, armor deactivating as it began repairs on the legs.

[ArgyleNinja]

*Hagane and Kain touch down shortly afterward, surveying the damage*

Hagane:Sheesh, I hope Jecht left us enough fun...Hm?

*Hagane sees Jecht trying to pull himself out of the crater he'd just been driven into, and pulls him out*

Jecht:Aahhh, thanks for that, kid.
Hagane: Don't mention it.
Jecht:Now, to kill the punk responsible...

*Aeleus, ten feet from the only unblocked exit, turns around to see the source of the commotion, and sees his opponent and the new arrivals*

Aeleus:...It seems I have yet to pound the fight out of you...That is easily remedied.

*Aeleus jumps and tries to take Jecht out with a powerful dropping slash, which is quickly intercepted by Kain, who blasts him back with a gust of air*

Kain:Surely you're not such a coward that you'll attack a man when his back is turned?
Aeleus:A lesser coward than a man who depends on his allies to save him in a fight.

*Jecht gets up and faces Aeleus*

Jecht:He's right, Kain. He started this with me, and I'll finish it.
Aeleus:Admirable. Foolish, but admirable.

*As Jecht and Aeleus continue their bout, Hagane and Kain watch on the sidelines*

Hagane:Soo...Where's this leave us?
Kain:Waiting for the end of the fight, or for another adversary or two to show up, whichever comes first.

[Xernuht]

Irving: In that case...

Irving draws his swords, pointing one at Hagane.

Irving: I've never fought a keyblade wielder before. It'll be a good learning experience. Whaddaya say, Wings?

[ArgyleNinja]

Hagane:I'd say you're in over your head, newbie. But, if it'll keep you from throwing a tantrum, I guess I can play.

*Hagane deactivates his armor and re-combines his Keyblades back into their single form, which he holds across his shoulder*

Hagane:You first, kid. Let's see if you have enough skill to see if you're able to take Braig on.

[Xernuht]

Irving: Heh.

Irving rushed forward, blades dragging along the ground. As he got close, he quickly switched both swords to a reverse grip and swung his right-handed sword at Hagane's chest.

[ArgyleNinja]

*Hagane parries the strike and kicks Irving aside*

Hagane:You're pretty fast for a stripling. Try again, and don't choreograph yourself so much.

[Xernuht]

Irving picked himself up, both swords still in hand. After a slight moment to think over his next move, he threw both of his swords at Hagane, the left blade flying straight as a missile, the right blade spinning like a frisbee.

[ArgyleNinja]

*Hagane separates his blades and parries the oncoming projectiles*

Hagane:Hate to end this when I haven't even started yet, but we've got company.

*Hagane points at five figures in black cloaks joining Aeleus, just as Vincent and Lulu touch down*

Vincent: Did we miss anything?
Hagane:Not much, and it looks like the real fun's beginning anyway.

[Xernuht]

Irving: Hmph. Timing could've been better.

Noting the other black cloaks, Irving felt his anger rising as he strode over to his swords, picking them up.

Irving: Continue this later, then?