towerofanimus | Let's do some digging

[The group of decoys - hastily reorganized now that their original leader is gone - have set their meeting place in front of the elevator doors at the residential levels.

Things are going to begin soon. Better hurry, time is of the essence.]

Edited 2013-07-15 04:17 (UTC)

[Arturia is here, having had little time to prepare and makes a show of standing before the elevator, feigning impatience. She had managed to lose the drone that's been following her for months, but she does not expect that to last long. There is no reason for it to.

Still, she keeps Caliburn ready in one hand. Any monsters that come or whatever punishment comes she plans on taking on her own head when it inevitably comes.]

Xion, how much longer? [She asks in a patient tone, still impressed by how fast the girl had worked to reorganize when she realized Archer was gone.]

[Xion fidgets a little anxiously, glancing nervously over at the unexpected addition to their distraction. She'd run into Riku en route to the rendezvous point and he'd insisted on coming with, especially when he'd found out what was going on.

But there was nothing for it. She didn't have time to really talk him out of it and besides, if was anyone, at least it was Riku. He could definitely take care of himself.

Still, between that and the fact that she's not really used to leading this sort of thing, she's more than a little nervous]

Not too much, I think. It's nearly time.

[Oh, she bets that he's insisted on coming along - the last month is too fresh on his mind for him to sit back and just trust, for all that he knows that she can take care of herself usually, he can't help but feel even more protective of her now than before.

He's settled back against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest, greeting Arturia with just a curt nod, before speaking up.]

How many people are we going to be anyways?

[The last member of the group appears with his usual flair -- materializing in a flurry of gold dust down the hall and walking over to join them. For all appearances, he seems unarmed, with his hands in his pants pockets. He smiles widely at the group, as if in greeting.]

The party can begin now that I am here.

Four, now that Archer is here.

[She should have known Gilgamesh would show up at some point. Arturia stands by Xion, ready to defend her in case something happens as they expect to. The girl seems nervous and hopefully this will not turn out to be for nothing.

For this girl's sake, she hopes not.]

[So long as the other group manages to get something out of it, then... that's okay really. Maybe if they're lucky they'll get something out of it too. But not likely. They're just the distraction, after all.

She nods briefly at Gilgamesh, jaw set.]

Okay... we're all here so... are we ready?

[She gives them a moment to respond, then turns resolutely towards the elevator itself. It's not like they have much time to waste anyway. She presses the button to call the elevator.]

[The elevator arrives.]

[Riku raises an eyebrow at Archer for a second, before pushing himself off the wall and calling for his Keyblade - it's going to be needed sooner or later and it's better to make time to summon it now rather than to find himself in a situation where he can't later on.]

As ready as we'll ever be, I suppose.

[They might only be the distraction, but Riku very much remembers the last time he had been down on the administrative levels, and he had been ridiculously lucky to come out as well as he had back then. He doesn't expect to be just as lucky tonight, but if it means protecting Xion, then he's more than willing to do what's needed of him.

Now that the elevator has arrived there is no longer any turning back anyways. They can only move forward from here on.]

[She remembers both times she'd been down there. Both times she had been shocked they made it at all, but it was better than nothing. Here? She fully expects to be killed and can only hope that whatever befalls them, it will be quick and painless for Xion and Riku.

Gilgamesh she knows can take care of himself.

Arturia enters the elevator and holds the door for the others.]

[Archer hums thoughtfully as he takes in the sight of the silver-haired boy's strange key-shaped weapon and Saber's own sword. The latter he was familiar with, but the former appeared to be a fairly interesting weapon, especially since it appeared to be summoned to the boy's hand. For a moment, he wonders if he has anything like that in his treasury.

But he soon averts his attention away, his body doused in gold light again as his casual wear is replaced with his battle raiment. Then he is striding into the elevator as well.]

[Xion enters the elevator after only a split second's hesitation. Seeing Riku call his Keyblade, she half wonders if she should call her own, but she remembers - from the last time she did this, long ago as it was - that she'll need both her hands free.

Once everyone is inside, she turns towards the panel where residents normally select which floor they want to go to. But of course they're not here for the normal floors.

Kneeling in front of the panel, she gets to work. It's odd - to anybody watching, it probably looks as though she's intensely focused, and yet the longer she works, there grows an oddly detached expression on her face. For Xion... it's a little bumpy at first, and she makes some small mistakes, but as she works, like she has barely any awareness of what she's doing. Like she barely has to have - like this is as natural to her as walking was, when she was first created. She hadn't known how she knew then, had no memory of learning it, she just... did. So it was now, though of course she had more of an inkling now as to how she'd gotten this skill.

But that was beside the point. For now she works on hacking into the elevator.]

[At first it appears to be working--this process has worked before, after all. But then the elevator shudders and a message displays on the screen.]

ACCESS DENIED. PLEASE EXIT THE ELEVATOR.

The Decoys/Tower Elevator

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The Core Group/Computer Terminals

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sorry for the late!

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