walking in a winter wonderland. (MINGLE)

[mirroromirror]

Who: Everyone on the planet!
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Snow planet, it's a winter wonderland~
When: From when the planet is in reach until it's time to leave!

[ ooooh the weather outside is frightful

but the fire is soooo delightful

and since we've got places to goooo

let it snow, let it snow, let it snow! ]

[ ooc: link to planet info! ]

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[wilder]

[ >he assumed that Kaneis told him about the angel stuff ]

[HAHAHA right Lloyd. Sure. Like that'll ever be a safe assumption to make.]

[But oh there's Lloyd getting excited again. It's been awhile since he's been on a job with Lloyd, but he can still remember this part. He picks up his own pace]

I'm coming, I'm coming. [SHEESH]

[limitstorm]

[ wow excuse who are you calling a slowpoke, punk

riku ambles along, keeping his distance from the two of them. being backup means... well, not being in the fray. better to fill in where he's needed than to break into a fight with no clear idea how the other two worked together.

it probably means he'll play healer. lloyd seems the type to tank with his face. ]

[idealistic]

[ the both of you, he's calling the both of you slowpokes

Lloyd's already pretty far ahead, following the sounds of claws against rock as they gradually grow louder and louder. it isn't long before he comes across a manmade cavern, and he looks behind him to see if Kaneis and Riku are nearby before drawing his swords.

they feel almost unnatural in his hands, but Lloyd just guess it's because these aren't his usual swords. ]

[wilder]

[For his griping, it's honestly not that hard for him not to lose Lloyd. Sure, the guy was faster than him, but he was pretty used to running after those white ribbon...whatever they were supposed to be- Kaneis still wasn't sure.]

[Either way, he's there at the manmade entrance not too long after Lloyd. He draws his own sword. It's crapily made, the balance is all wrong on them- but it still feels good to have some sort of blade in his hand. He hated being unarmed.]

[He glances to see if the final person in their party didnt' get lost in the woods. Since you know, that'd suck]

[limitstorm]

[ he's pretty silent as he picks up the rear--he makes almost no sound and he's scoping out the area before he closes his eyes to ping his internal radar. alright.

with both of them stopped by the entrance, riku makes sure he's a few yards back--comfortable enough to get to any cover or make any tactical moves.

he's a little too used to sora being gung-ho so he expects lloyd to just rush forward. what shonen doesn't, after all. he does give kaneis a nod, though. ]

[idealistic]

[ as he waits for the other two to catch up, he listens in the cave to gauge exactly how much of a fight they're in for. there's quite a number of bears, but nothing he's sure that the three of them together can't take care of. maybe after killing off a bear or two he can shake off this unease he's feeling from holding these shoddy swords.

Lloyd's raring to go and kick some monster butt, but unlike other shonen heroes, he waits. teamwork is key, no matter what; this was something that Lloyd was made aware of. it was how he was able to go as far as he did in his battle prowess, after all.

he turns back to his other two teammates. ] You guys ready?

[wilder]

[He's also doing the same listening, mostly to assess a possible strategy and oh yeah- about how much he can slack on this fight. With Lloyd here, and Riku seems pretty sure- moderate output should probably be sufficient. Good. He rather not break out into sweat.]

As ready as I'll ever be. Lightning should be good enough for these guys, right?

[Since....he'd imagine earth magic might cause a cave-in.]

[limitstorm]

[ expecting lloyd to just barge in, riku actually stumbles a bit when he looks back and calls for them.

huh? he blinks once before catching himself and shaking his head to clear it. ]

Uh--yeah, ready. Go ahead. I've got your backs.

[idealistic]

[ after hearing the okay from the both of them, Lloyd nods. ] Let's go!

[ NOW he barges in, his swords at the ready. he rushes at the nearest polar bear, one that's fairly far from the rest of them, and slides along the ice to get a swipe in at one of its legs.

maybe he's been worrying for nothing. he's so used to his own swords, he's just not used to these ones, is all. ]