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not gonna be around from the 12th to the 17th of august 2017
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dying under exams so please pardon the lack of posting
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Mac and Cheese

“Well, I’m certain we’re all going to have a ‘whale’ of a time on this adventure, as long as everyone likes eating frog’s legs and snails.” Mac stared up at the vast ships having cooed up at them, obviously impressed.

“Sooo, where exactly is it we’re going?” He rolled his hand in the air trying to pull forth more information. “Like, I know we’re going to France but where? Paris or…somewhere other than Paris?” Mac had never been to France.

“Paris isn’t near the border Mac.” Cheese stood a closer to Seth and Mai, with her arms crossed. “Which is probably where we’re going.”

Cheese had taken more to Seth and Mai than Mac over the past week, especially after Seth had made Mac jump out of his skin with the hand buzzer. While She did find the pair of them somewhat irritable at times, Seth spoiling her food with salt and Mai being almost too cheery and well-spoken at times, their company and games were quite welcome either when she wasn’t half-heartedly glancing through the books they’d been given or testing out the ‘transmute’ spell she was trying to learn. It had turned out to be a lot harder than just pointing and shouting a word.

Mac tiled his heads towards her and spoke in a voice dripping with sarcasm. “Really? The border? I would never have guessed. Thank you so much for your input.”

Mac meanwhile hadn’t spent as much time studying the books on history of France and instead chose to hound a few now weary guards around the castle grounds for information about the strange blade he was now able to magically summon. When it got to the point of a poor guard reaching the end of their tether Mac would then sulk off somewhere for a while, normally to see what Fredrick was doing.

There was a very tense moment between the pair where Cheese stiffened with controlled annoyance and Mac seemed to stare almost goadingly at her.

“I’m sorry.” Mac finally said like a well-rehearsed line from a script. “I shouldn’t have said that.”

Cheese simply made a noise at the back of her throat.

“How long will it take to get to where-ever it is we’re going?” She asked with a huff.
Shanon

Embedded in the soft snow, pestered but the investigations of strange creatures, Shanon stirred. The first thing she noticed was how cold it was, like needles of ice prickling away at her skin The second thing she noticed were the constant prods she felt over her body, but they also felt slightly dulled as well like she was being prodded through a very soft blanket.

Shanon could hear things about her squeaking and pushing through the snow around. She tried to move but her limbs felt heavy, weighed down and stiff to move so that her joints creaked almost audibly.

With great effort Shanon managed to push herself up onto her front limbs, back legs still asleep in the snow, to stare at the strange small creatures. They looked like monsters but strangely they all looked identical to one another making hard for Shanon to distinguish one from the other as they scurried and chittered amongst each other. She didn’t like them.

Shanon growled at the strange creatures, breath turning to mist in the frigid air, and even tried to take a swipe at few closer to her.
Probs best to just skip at the moment
((Collab between Arty Fox and Letter Bee))

“And here’s me without a toothbrush.” Mac sighed and fell onto the bed.

It was soft and smelled faintly of lavender as did the rest of the elegantly furnished room. It made Mac want to vomit, every place even remotely like a hotel seemed to want to drown a person’s nostrils in some sickly sweet smell.

“You don’t even have a mouth.” Cheese dismissed his joke from the doorway, stood examining it and the room with arms crossed. “At least it smells better than London. Just as much metal though.” She sauntered in, keeping her hands securely in her jacket pocket.
“Well you didn’t have to come along. You could’ve stayed home and looked after the club.” Mac twisted on the bed to face her. They both knew he was wrong. “After all it is Key-bladers like me they’re after.”

Mac then stretched out his hand and focused. The air under his fingertips shimmered and shone with light, Cheese felt the air bristle with magic, bringing forth Macs Key-blade. It reminded Cheese of a drawing someone had half started one way but then changed their mind about mid way resulting in the weapons tip curved a different way than the shaft and handle had hinted at.

A knock at the door; it was two 18 or 19-year olds, the first one being a young man with blond hair and blue eyes, wearing blue silk robes and carrying a staff. The second was a tall, well-built male wearing black special forces armor, but carrying only a shield emblazoned with a double-headed eagle in his left hand, and a basket filled with apples, grapes, oranges, bananas, and other fruits in his right.

"Gift basket!" said the Blond. "Oh, and my name is Damianos Sardis, Wizard, and my friend is Giorgios Kyros, Warrior. We've come here to see how you were liking the surroundings, and also to answer your questions."

Had Mac had eyebrows he would've had them raised in mild surprise. Luckily enough Cheese did so for him.

"Oh, urm, thanks" Cheese accepted the basket, keeping her eye on the shield trying to determine what it was made off.

"oh nice, purple grapes." Mac plucked one such grape, having come over to investigate, and held it to the screen of his face where it then simply vanished. "Better than the green ones."

Cheese merely shrugged, she didn't really care. "I'm a fairy." Mac stiffened in shock beside her. "Metal burns me and there's a lot in my room. Could you remove it all?" She could sense all the magic in the air, so assumed that with so much magic about a magical creature wouldn't be all that surprising.

"All right," spoke Damianos, as if not relishing the prospect of hard work. Pointing his staff at the room, he said: "Transmute!"

And with that, all the metal in the room became plastic polymers. Of course, Giorgios' shield, which was made up of Mythril, was unaffected, but the young warrior kindly strapped it behind his back once Mac took the basket, thus ensuring that it won't be facing Cheese.

Mac simply stared as Cheese moved cautiously to her room across the hall to investigate. She rolled up the sleeve of her jacket and applied her elbow to the door handle, grinning happily when it didn't burn her skin.

"Thank you." The relief almost visible as she spoke. "I really appreciate it."

"How did you?" Mac pointed a finger at Damianos and then towards Cheeses room. "What spell was that?" Not for the first time that day Mac had wondered if he taken something he shouldn't have last night night and forgotten about. "No chanting or anything? Not even like, tears of the puppy or something?"

"Could teach me that spell?" Cheese drew up also.

"Multiversal Magic System," Damianos quipped, "it relies on your willpower, Mana, and your ability to visualize things. And, sure, I can teach ya," he faced Cheese. "Warning, though, I'm a harsh taskmaster."

"So," said Giorgios, "how do you feel about our Basileus and Bassilisa's task? I'm sorry if he's given you something too dangerous." Mac and Cheese had been in the throne room all along when the Emperor and Empress had made their exposition, but had been invisible thanks to Cheese's fairy magic.

Cheese and Mac shared a glance for a moment, an unspoken conversation taking place.

"Seems simple enough to me." Cheese shrugged. "Just go around and find these Princesses and fight the Heartless while doing it."

"Still makes my head hurt a little bit though." Mac rubbed the top his head for emphasis. "God I was stunned when I figured out that just the Fae Realm existed, but that there are actually loads of other worlds out there? And we're dragging a few thousand people with us too"

"At least they chose to go to other worlds." Cheese spoke with no small amount of venom in her words."They're soldiers and fighters and such. They know what they're getting themselves in for." She looked over at Damianos and Giorgios for confirmation. "Right?"

"They do," spoke Damianos, "but if you're implying that we sought you and Mac's services because we wanted to hurt you for nothing in return..." his eyes were furrowed in barely concealed anger.

"Now, now, Damnianos, I don't think our guests meant that!" Giorgios then looked at Mac and Cheese. "Right?"

Cheese blinked, almost flinching, with confusion. She hadn't meant that at all, but now that Damianos had spoken it her guard had snapped up into position. "And what if you wanted to hurt us?" Her own magic was already pooling angrily at the back of her mind, just itching to escape through her fingertips.

Mac quickly stepped in. "It ain't about you lot she was talking about." As much as he wouldn't have minded seeing who would win in a fight Mac felt it best that neither he or cheese caused too much trouble. "So just cool it alright? Like honestly, you lot jumping around like that almost as bad as the bleeding Tories."

Cheese simply glared between Mac and Damnianos.

"Damianos, apologize," Giorgios said, causing the Wizard to say:

"I'm sorry."

"Yeah, okay then." Cheese let her magic go, no harm done. "I'm sorry as well." The apology was more direct at Mac this time, who simply shrugged in response.

"Well, this has been a fun evening and all but I think that, if your don't mind, I'm gonna head to bed." Mac clapped his hands together, once the basket of fruit was safely on the dressing table.

Cheese sighed, looking somewhat tired herself. "I might do that too. Mind teaching that spell at some point though...Damianous? It would be a big help."

"You dare turn the frying pan at home into plastic I will not be impressed." Mac jokingly warned her, earning him a very unimpressed look.

After a quick farewell and thank you Cheese and mawent into their own rooms to sleep and rest after a surprisingly exhausting day of events.
@Letter Bee ah, whoops. Sorted and edited :P
I'M DONE! just gime a shout if I should change anything.
I'll get the CS up tomorrow, I do apologise but things have been slightly hectic but should be fine now
Heyas, don't suppose there's still room at all?
I was thinking of maybe puttiting a pair of characters in if it suits the rp better I'll just go with on.

Also @Letter Bee how've you been dude?
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