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Kingdom Hearts: Heroes of Hope

Did Levi just get roped into an MLM?

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Didn't intend it to come across that way, but shit I guess. XD

Kingdom Hearts: Heroes of Hope

Levi

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Levi enjoyed the peace for as long as he could while he ate his breakfast, however there was only so long he could put off the inevitable. He knew it would only be harder to convince himself to leave the longer he stayed, so after a few more moments, and one last glass of water, he stood from the table. “Why not meet up at the colosseum? Just to check in, make sure everyone’s alright. We know Alias seems to be headed there, and it lets us make sure nobody else is in trouble.” Levi recommended as he stood, then looked over the two of them one more time. Morgan was either asleep or elsewhere as far as he knew. Unfortunate, but if any of them would be fine, he assumed it’d be here. What he’d initially assumed to be delirium aside, she had a good head on her shoulders. Good enough to keep her from getting in over her head, at least. Hopefully, coupled with the others' strong hearts, they’d all be fine.

Levi gave a sad smile as he started turning to leave. “Well, it’s getting to be about that time. I’m gonna go get some supplies before I go. I’m sure I’ll see you all around.” He said, trying his best to keep his composure and keep it quick. He never did like goodbyes, especially when the threat was present that he’d never see the other person again. He was confident he would see the others again, though. He had to. If they got hurt, because he wasn’t there to protect them…

“Just… stay safe. Please.” He finally said, before departing the hotel, firm in his resolve. He was going to make sure Alias was safe. If that meant taking the brunt of everything these worlds could throw at him to ensure the others could track him down, and to keep the worst of it off their backs, then so be it.

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Levi hefted his fattened wallet as he walked down the boulevards of Traverse Town, now being able to see the beauty in the place’s asymmetry. In truth, the way multiple worlds and peoples were all woven together to create this haven felt wonderful. While Levi missed the islands, missed home, now that he wasn’t out of his mind with fear and wandering a city completely unknown to him, he was much more capable of taking in it’s awkward beauty.

He eventually came to a halt before the same moogle who had sought to sell him potions and supplies earlier, greeting the floating creature with a wave. “Did you find who you were looking for, kupo?” The friendly floating fuzzball asked as Levi approached, to which he nodded. “Most of them, and we least know where the last one is.” He replied, to which the moogle nodded, causing the pom-pom atop it’s head to bounce back and forth. “That’s good to hear, kupo! Now, how can I help you today, kupo?”

Levi found himself walking towards the entrance of the first district not long after, with the loops he’d left on the straps of his makeshift rucksack now holding potions and a couple of ethers, for quick access in an emergency. “Hold on there! Yer one of the lads with a keyblade who fought the heartless down in the third district, ain’t ye?” The voice that called after him was unfamiliar, but Levi turned towards the voice with the strong accent to find another duck-person, this one dressed in a fine blue suit and a top hat, walking with the help of a cane.

“How’d you guess?” He asked calmly to the duck-man, who just gave him a friendly smile as he replied. “Why, half of Traverse Town knows about it, and the other half’ll know in the next day or two. But I’m getting ahead of meself. Scrooge McDuck, richest duck alive.” He said with an almost theatrical bow. That introduction alone, however, told Levi that this Scrooge was a businessman of some kind, and likely wouldn’t have been talking to him if there wasn’t some purpose to it. Levi nodded, and waited for the duck to get on with whatever he was about to say.

“I’ll tell ye what, lad. I figure ye plan on puttin’ that keyblade of yers to good use. So, why don’t ye go do that, and I’ll make sure ye don’t empty out yer pockets in the process.”

“And why do you want me to be doing that?” He asked, as if he wasn’t planning on saving any worlds that needed it anyways. Scrooge simply raised an eyebrow, before placing his hands at his hips (or at least what Levi assumed to be his hips). “Why, you savin’ worlds is good for everyone. And it’s always a good investment to save people.” He said in a tone that was almost a little patronizing, but Levi was still a little uncertain of the duck’s real reasoning.

“Uh huh. A businessman, randomly offering to fund someone to go save worlds out of the goodness of his heart. What’s your angle?” He asked pointedly, to which Scrooge almost looked hurt for a few moments. Then, the duck sighed and shrugged. “Alright, fair enough. Consider it an investment, then. Fer every world ye save, that’s another market I can work me way into, or one I’m in that doesn’t get destroyed, and more profits to be had. You get rich, I get richer, and lives get saved. Everyone wins!” He stated, as Levi pretended to think about the offer for a moment. But in all fairness, if someone was freely offering to subsidise him for saving worlds, that was something he’d gladly take.

“Alright, on one condition.”

“Name it.”

“I’ve got a few friends of mine doing the same thing. You willing to extend that reward out to them?”

“Why of course! I jes’ need to know who I’m writin’ me checks to.”

“Mister McDuck, you have yourself a deal.”

Kingdom Hearts: Heroes of Hope

I can. But if someone else especially wants to, sound off.

Persona: Black Crown

Osamu followed through the door, and couldn’t help but smirk as he saw the towering shadow before him. “This shouldn’t take too long.” He said as he stepped out of the doorframe, feeling the surge of power Noblesse granted the party, his smile only widening as Thespian stepped forward.

“Oh, I like you already.” He said with a confident smirk as Thespian danced forward, using the firebox of the train to open her assault, and while Signora launched her own attack and drew the beast’s ire, he found himself at risk of being written off on the battlefield. So, he decided to prevent that.

“Bring it on, you oversized kitten!” He shouted as he slammed his finger down onto a different button on his phone than he’d used to summon Lackland. “If you ain’t scared of me, then I’ll straighten you out myself!”

Authority Activated: Seize the Throne

An air of power and authority, though greatly diminished from what it was intended to be, radiated from Osamu as he grinned almost manically, staring down the large, stark-white beast as if it wasn’t even a challenge to him.

“Let’s go, Lackland!” Osamu exclaimed, as he called the lanky steel-clad figure, causing it to emerge through a burst of crimson meta-flames. The figure raised it’s hand almost lazily, before Prince Lackland simply snapped it’s fingers, and released a burst of burning azure light.

Mafrei

Persona: Black Crown

@DigmataYou set me up for a technical. Not sure if you intended that, but thanks regardless!

Persona: Black Crown

Just a notice, it's gonna be at least Friday before I can write up a post.

Ꭼꭲꭼꭱɴꭺꮮ Ꭲꮋꭱꮻɴꭼ

Louis Demaar Evermoore

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Something about this felt off to Louis, though he didn’t know what. Instead, the man simply watched as her majesty took to the stage, careful and regal as ever. And yet, he couldn’t avoid the pit in his stomach. He did his best to ignore it, but couldn’t help scanning the audience, just one last time. He briefly thought he caught someone staring at him, but when he’d turned back to look, the person was gone. Or perhaps it was just his imagination getting the better of him.

Still, all Louis could do for now was watch. Watch the dissatisfied crowd, as they murmured about that damned curse. Could the threat be in his midst now? Was there even a threat? Was he just losing his mind? Louis couldn’t be certain. Maybe the Lammergier? But that didn’t make sense, unless the Venators had some agenda he was unaware of. The Death Guard? Again, it didn’t make sense, as they were sworn to defend the crown.

Unable to quiet the desperate part of his mind that screamed something was wrong, though what exactly he didn’t know, he idly placed his hand on the pommel of his sword, letting it rest there. It was relaxed enough that it shouldn’t have come across as a threat, but still, perhaps a show of force wasn’t the worst thing, given how the crowd seemed to turn against her highness.

One of the Eagles by his side placed a hand over the one Louis rested on his sword. The armored man didn’t notice the gentle motion at first, only noticing once the venator pressed down on his gauntlet slightly to get his attention. He glanced over at the masked figure, and while the mask was always unreadable, there was something reassuring about the venator’s ever-silent gesture. He allowed himself to relax, as best he could, at least. He removed his hand from the pommel of his blade.

But he still kept it close to the grip of his broadsword. Gut instinct hadn’t steered him wrong in the past.

Ꭼꭲꭼꭱɴꭺꮮ Ꭲꮋꭱꮻɴꭼ

Gonna try to get something out in the next 24-48 hours.

Persona: Black Crown

I mean, I'm still keeping half an eye on it, but I dunno.

Kingdom Hearts: Heroes of Hope

Levi stretched out on the improvised bed he’d set up for himself on the floor with a couple of the blankets the three of them had grabbed from the linen closet the night prior. The smell of fresh food helped to motivate him, as he sat up and stretched his arms out across his chest one at a time. He looked around, half expecting to be met with his bedroom, or a campsite on the beach, or the floor of one of the others’ places. That all that mess with the heartless and the loss of Destiny Island had just been a long nightmare. But no, the floor of the Blue Room had been his cot, as he looked around the occupied bed and couch, before making his way out of the room. He probably could’ve gone in search of his own room, but he chose to share a bedroom with his friends for one more time.

Unlike he’d been expecting, Levi found himself to be less sore than he’d anticipated. Chalking it up to either the keyblade or Morgan’s magic, though unsure of which as of yet. As part of his brief walk to the source of the delicious smell, Levi swung his right hand out absentmindedly, summoning True Light’s Flight to his hand for a moment. He examined the large silver key for a few more steps, before dismissing the weapon with a thought.

The Munny that had been laid out for them the night prior was a kind enough farewell gift. While he was less than excited to be going out and facing down the heartless with two companions didn’t know, he needed their ship if nothing else. And they had helped him and his friends back in the plaza, so he at least knew he could work with them. The both of them, Donald and Goofy, seemed well-adjusted to this Heartless mess, at least. He could trust experience even if he didn’t know them as well as he would’ve liked to.

Being greeted with hot food once he descended the stairs didn’t hurt, either.

He seated himself with a few biscuits that were covered with a sausage gravy, and a pitcher of water for the table. Levi listened to Hoshi and Lucian passively as he ate, but didn’t involve himself. He just wanted to enjoy being with his friends, and having the certainty that at least most of them were safe.

As much as it was eating at Levi that they still weren’t sure if Alias was safe, he chose to focus on what he could control in that moment. After all, Alias was a tough kid, and he was sure Alias could get himself out of almost any situation he found himself in…

…back on the island. But this isn’t the island anymore. There isn’t a safety net to catch him if he falls. What if he gets caught up in a heartless invasion? If they come in as much force as they tried to take Traverse Town with, can Alias stand on his own?

He didn’t realize how tightly he’d been clutching his utensils until he recognized the slight pang of pain from his fingernails starting to dig into his palms. It brought him back to reality, though. He couldn’t control what Alias was going to do. Just like he couldn’t control what anyone else around him was going to do. What he could control was how he responded to it, so he tucked that fear away, and just silently focused on what was in front of him: A warm meal.