Levi stood in an open alley, silently looking over True Light’s Flight.
I have magic too? I don't remember anyone teaching me that one. Might be best to get in some practice now, while I have time. Could help if I get used to my new keyblade, too. Improvising will only get me so far.
He spent the next hour or so in that alley, just swinging his keyblade and getting used to it, it's weight and the flow it encouraged. Levi found it was extremely light as a weapon, but his was noticeably heavier towards the tip, enough to lend the weapon more to slashing than stabbing, but light enough that it didn't really matter if he needed to use it another way.
Through experimentation, he found he had enough in him for two, maybe three casts of Aero. After each cast, he felt a strange heaviness similar to exhaustion, but altogether different. After a while without casting it would start to alleviate, which he figured his capacity to cast and recovery rate would both increase gradually if he kept practicing. But that wasn't his main interest right now.
“One… two, three.” He muttered under his breath as he gave an overhand slash, followed after a brief pause by two much quicker slashes. “No, that doesn’t feel right. One, two… three.” He then gave the keyblade a thrust, followed by an upward slash, and an overhand slash thereafter. “Not bad, not bad… but I might be able to flow into something else with that.” He reset his stance, and after a moment, started again. “One two… three… four.” He paused, trying to transition from that overhand slash with a second overhand slash, but it was slow and didn’t feel right. “Not that.” He muttered, as he looked at the oversized sharpened key.
If these things are so unique, so special, like Zac said… then why us? Why some random group of teenagers from the middle of nowhere? Why not some hero from another world?
Levi turned the keyblade over, before dismissing it. He didn’t really know how he did that, he just… did. It was almost reflexive, like opening and closing his hand. He called, it answered, and he had no idea as to why. Levi then left the alley, as he decided to look over the first district yet again.
One way or another, it looks like our merry band isn’t going anywhere quite yet. Which begs the question, just who am I travelling with?
Levi walked over to the Moogle, and after receiving no updates, made his way to a vendor and bought himself some… breakfast? Lunch? Whatever meal it was, it didn’t matter. He simply walked over to a table, sat down, and started eating while he considered just who he’d been traveling with.
Right now, there’s only two unknown factors. First, there’s Zac. He’s strong, he seems to have a good head on his shoulders, and he didn’t leave us to die. But other than that, I don’t know much about him. I should track him down and talk to him, I’m sure he could give me some pointers about swinging this key around if nothing else.
Then there’s Taivas. He seems capable, but he’s clearly looking out for number one. I can understand that, but it means I might not be able to rely on him to stick his neck out and help unless there’s something in it for him. Besides, as much as our initial introduction might’ve been a bit… rough… I can firmly say he didn’t just grab the ship’s controls and leave the others to die. So there's that at least. He seems agreeable, but I'd have to actually sit down and talk with him.
With that, he opted to slip his headphones on, turn on a calming song, and simply relax as he ate for the first time in what felt like days. When he was done, he figured he'd go try to find where everyone else ran off to. But for right now, he was fine as-is.
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