Will You Be My Savior? [Open]

[Kairi]

Sometimes, she really hated this.

What did this young woman hate exactly? Traveling across the Thunde Plains, and appearing as she was now. It was how she had appeared for over two years now, so she was used to it. For now, the young woman was known as Xion, and that was how it would remain. The quickly falling rain obscured her vision, and she could not see any sort of shelter. Remaining in one place for too long would result in a rather painful shock, quite literally. Her hood was covering her face from view, and the leather cloak she wore kept her warm and dry for the most part. Heeled boots crunched against the ground, and her Oblivion was clutched tightly within her gloved hand.

Even the fiends seemed to keep out of this storm.

It was good enough for her, but Xion still needed to find some sort of shelter! The Travel Agency was nowhere to be seen, and she would soon be soaked without some sort of shelter. As much as she loathed to expend her dwindling energy, Xion did consider creating a Dark Portal. Her energy was already dwindling from all of her running, and from staying out in this cold storm for so long. How she loathed the Thunder Plains. Azure orbs flickered around her surroundings once more, and what she saw nearly made her sink to her knees with relief. It was not much, but it was a small alcove in which she could wait for the storm to lighten somewhat.

Without further thought, Xion was rushing toward the small alcove. Her blade disappeared from her grasp in a small burst of dark shadows. The area was a little small, but it was dry, and Xion easily fit herself into the small space. Drawing her knees to her chest, she gazed blankly from under her hood. How long would she be under here? Hopefully until the rain lightened, or her own energy began to return. A shaky exhale escaped her lips, her very breath frosting over. How wonderful this all was. Shivering just a little, Xion was hard to see within the small alcove. Her black cloak and gloved had her blending in with the darkness seamlessly.

Not to mention her aura seemed to exude that same darkness. Her eyes glinted from beneath her hood, and she closed her azure eyes after a moment. Rest was what she needed.

[Desran Logos]

Why is it the day I want to cross quickly, it had to rain... [/color] He wanted to reach Luca before the end of the day, coming from Bevelle. It was always thundering over the plains, but some days decided to give rain. A lot of the pounding wet stuff, working as a curtain as well.

Though it seemed to repel a lot of the fiends away, Logos was always on guard. The man was able to run quickly between post to post. At each arival, he waited for the lightning to strike, then run to the next tower. Because of the low visability, he didn't see her until he was too close to move. DAMN! Cloaked figure with what appeared to be a blade. His first thought was he's going to run into the tonberry, then get stabbed before he could do anything.

[Zexion]

A person that was covered in a black robe that covered his face with an attached robe stood on a high edge rock that towered the rest of the plains. Water pouring down onto the ground, lightning striking every few seconds. Zexion was searching for something that was near by someone who had power of somesort that could easily help him in the future. As he scanned through the area he caught wind of someone in a black robe just like his and grinned to himself. "So there she goes! Zexion muttered to himself as he jumped off the edge and landed onto the ground with out a problem.

The steps of Zexion's boots sinked into the muddy water as the sound made a loud splash. With each step into the ground Zexion came closer to the hooded figure who was now near a small alcove. He was now only minutes away from her but with in minutes he was walking toward the female that was hooded as well as someone esle who had arive seconds before him. This had causeed a problem that was not expected but yet Zexion was going to let it all play out and maybe work to its advanatage.

Splashing sounds was now fading away as Zexion steps were only now hitting an area of the ground that were not flooded with water from the rain storm. Zexion was now right behind the hooded female who seemed to be cold from the weather but also behind a man who wore some type of unique and detailed clothing. As Zexion looked into the situation he did see the hooded figure with a weapon of a odd looking sword shaped in a key.

[Siegfried Schtauffen]

In the back of the cave, Seigfried had just awakened, hearing the sound of someone else inside, he went to see who was there. He saw a cloaked figure laying asleep near the entrance & went over to them. "I wonder if they're alright." He crouches down to examine the stranger's face in their sleep & sees that it is a young woman. He gently lifts her up & takes her into the warmer area of the cave, taking extra care not to wake her. "It seems like it'll be rainin' for quite a while, maybe I should at least stay here until she awakens. I might as well fix something for her to eat when she gets up." He pulls some wood & a pot from his travel bag & begins making an odd stew. As he puts the last ingredients into the pot, he hears a sound outside, footsteps. "How odd, I don't understand why anyone would be out in this storm, especially since it's only gonna get worse. I might need to help whoever is out there. Besides, I made enough food for at least four people, I wouldn't wanna waste it." He steps out of the cave, leaving Soul Embrace behind, shining in the dark from the fire light, to see if he can aid anyone else on the Thunder Plains. As soon as he steps outside, he sees a strange man in odd garments carefully running from tower to tower to avoid the lightning strikes. Seigfried beckons to him to come inside & wait until the weather lets up a bit. He then sees another odd fellow & does the same to him. "I have food & water if you wish to stop & rest my friends. Help yourselves to it, don't be shy."