[PP-F4] Farewell... for now

[Xion 0]

(This RP is open to all crimson blades members or anyone that I have met/had dealings with. There will be no set post order) 

 

Xion was standing at the exit of Snowfrost, clad in his maelstrom armour, his shield stapped to his arm and his speak on his back, his face one of sorrow as he looked through his friends list. There were more than a few names on the list, all of those within the Crimson blades, of which all bar one where his subordinates, not to diminish their importance of course, as all of them were brave and talented warriors. He then began to type out a mass Pm to all of the people on the list. 

To all players on my friends list.

Please come to the main gate of Snowfrost town, no combat gear is needed, bring whatever you wish. I have something to say to you all if you do come, something of great importance. All shall be revealed once you have arrived. 

-Xion

His fingers were trembling as he sent the PM, not due to the cold, but from sheer sorrow, maybe even regret, for what he was about to reveal to his friends, those who mattered the most to him, was sure to break the hearts of some, not all most likely but some. As he looked into the snowy streets, waiting for players to arrive, hoping that he had the strength to tell them, a single tear ran down his face. 

[Koumori 0]

The second floor was probably my favorite floor, and the one where I spent the most time aside from the first. It wasn't so much the setting as went on there. I made some of my fondest memories in that winter wonderland, ones I would t forget even when I returned to reality. In any case, some sense of nostalgia bit at me and told me I should give the place a visit for old times sake. I put on some warmer gear and headed toward the teleport gate. After reaching it I stepped inside and said to no one in particular, "Snowfrost Town". I was quickly enveloped in the teleportation animation and the odd tingling that came with it before I stepped out into the snow. No matter how used to it you were the snow always hit you like a wall. Rubbing my hands together, I made out for the town gate. As I got closer I was surprised to see a familiar figure, Xion. I wondered what he was doing just standing there. I wondered if maybe the feeling I had brought me here so that I could see him because something didn't look right. I decided I'd go speak to him to find out. I quickly walked over and greeted him. "Hey, Xion. Long time no see. What are you doing standing out here?" As I came up on him I noticed something I wasn't expecting: a wet streak on his face. Had he been crying earlier? What could have possibly made this guy cry? I couldn't figure it out myself, but something told me I was about to find out. 

[Grave 0]

I choked on my own sorrow and my hands shook like a hummingbird's wings as I read the message I had received from Xion.  Whatever this thing of importance was... I could not help but get the sinking feeling that it was a revelation to devastate the masses. Hikari nuzzled into my collarbone and slunk around my neck a few times, before laying around my shoulders, her head perked up at eye level. A somber grin crossed my lips, and she gave me a light peck on the nose. "Thanks, girl." I showed my gratitude by gently unwrapping her from my shoulders and cradling her.  Standing up with the animal still in my arms, I strode out the door of the Diner and made my way to the portal, where I muttered, "Teleport; Snowfrost." And I was soon enveloped by a shimmering blue sphere, transporting me to the Fourth Floor.

I stepped through the exit to Snowfrost and propped Hikari back up on my shoulder, and it took very little time to find the hulking figure of Xion. I strolled towards the armoured player and gave him a light punch in the elbow as I passed him, coming to a halt before his eyes. "Hi." Was the only word I was able to form as I stood there.

[Xion 0]

Xion simply nodded to Koumori, a player whom Xion had crafted a blade for, and was good friends with.  "I've...I've been fine..." he said, his voice shaky as he saw the form of Grave approaching them, one of his best friends in the world, the heart of which he was about to break. "Grave...thanks for coming..." he said as a few more tears ran down his face, blurring his vision a little. He couldn't bring himself to speak any more, instead he simply looked at Grave, the gesture was a subtle one but he knew that the player would understand. "The grass..." he said, a small smile creeping onto his face  before disappearing as he remembered when they had first met, missing the boar god knows how many times, and their duel which he could remember every detail of.