Just Observing [Elixean, OPEN]

[Mako]

Mako was already at the Sandlot, in which he read in the pamphlet that it was where the town's tournaments are held and gives prizes to one winner. It was called the Struggle, a friendly fighting competition among the youngest residents. Adults were allowed, but seeing young teens battling for the title was more entertaining to see. But despite the grand fight for a trophy to brag about for months, the Sandlot was very large for any other events to occur. If they ever do, a small carnival could fit in the area other than watching violent stubborn kids beat each other until one has the most orbs.

Sighing out of slight disappointment, the mercenary trooper walked towards a nearby bench and sat down, making sure his rifle was taken off of his back before doing so. He observed the open area a bit more, amazed how they were able to have their own tournaments aside from market trades, before he crossed his arms and took a slight snooze. If there was a term for feeling jet-lagged by train, it would be train-lagged. Sure, he met a strange fellow along the way, and he did try to be a bit friendly, but he doesn't trust anyone in Twilight Town and doesn't intend to open up to the residents just because of their friendly hospitality.

[Elixean]

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[Mako]

It has been a while since he had a good quiet nap, unlike certain locations where there would always be some kind of constant noise and he was forced to stay awake. It felt nice, for once, to not worry about any type of danger in Twilight Town. The heartless activities in the world don't seem to be very active, though of course the brochure would never say such facts. But even breaks like these never last long, as he soon found out by hearing someone shout loudly next to his eat, then inflicting a small jolt of pain to reassure his thoughts that he wasn't hearing things.

His reflexes jumped right at the moment of the yelling, grabbing his rifle and aim the barrel right next to the person's head. Next his other hand jumped out to grab the intruder's neck, legs shooting out to wrap themselves around the foe. When everything seemed awkward from a far perspective, Mako was doing everything to keep the enemy right where he can easily take the person's head off, regardless of who it was. But once he opened his eyes to see the last seconds of who he was about to kill, his whole cold expression loosened a bit, but not by much. With his own eyes he saw a young woman, or rather a young girl. Her eyes sparked energy and, as he loosened his grip on her neck, has a trickling smoothness on her skin, something Mako has never felt for a while - mainly never.

But this didn't stop him from letting her go easily, the rifle ready if this turned out to be a low-grade trap. "Who are you?" He asked cautiously, giving her a hint that he wasn't fooling around. When it came to women, he once thought - back when he was in a military group - they could only trick a soldier and lead them into a trap, or secretly kill them when they don't know it. But when he was guarding a POW, he had to fight off a powerful and athletic spy who carried sub-machine guns. In the end, he killed her, and along with the POW when the man tried to kill him during the fight. So either she cooperates kindly, or there's gonna be trouble between them already.

[Elixean]

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[Mako]

He was ready for retaliation. He was ready for her side of the story. But despite all of this, he was ready to disappear and let his trails scatter from a windy day. Of course, it doesn't look like Twilight Town gets windy days, breezy would be a better term. The girl in front of him could be a spy from some random group or coalition, aiming to take out soldiers like himself. The reason would be unclear, but that's usually how Mako's gears roll whenever someone takes interest in his presence - or those who decide to just chat with the man. Then he would play along in the little chatting game, planning out a way to have the person away from his or her group to trap the person in his hands and question them with or without force - though force works well when he throws the punches and asks countless questions.

But when he trapped her - the blonde woman who somehow escaped - he made sure she couldn't have called for backup, or at least that's what he hoped at the time. But since she's now loose, he didn't waste time on wondering on what she would throw at him. He huffed his breath as he flipped himself over the bench, placing his rifle above the rail as his eyes never left her. Elixean... a Nobody, no doubt. But shouldn't she be the one who's aggressive and try to end his life? So far, she seems to be a naive woman who's not a fan of violence. It may be a bonus, but that didn't mean he should start dropping his guard. "From what I've seen so far, you're a Nobody with dangerous abilities." He spoke once she was done talking, not answering her questions as he quickly looked around for anyone else listening to their conversation; unsure when it started to rain posters. He then looked at her, examining her features from top to bottom, making sure he would at least catch a wire or a radio or some device that granted someone to hear from a long distance. Wait, posters?

He looked up and snatched one of them, the protection still on but that was beside the point. He flipped it over and saw her name with a ridiculous statement. Just who was she as a Nobody? This kind of act and her ability to disappear do not go hand in hand. "Why are you here, exactly?" He asked, more of a demanding tone but he can't really turn hostile on her - minus the part where he's actually aiming a rifle at her in the first place.

[Elixean]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=width,500,true][atrb=background,http://i53.tinypic.com/2nsz6sj.jpg] The man's initial response to her teleporting without warning out of his iron grasp was a heaved breath and sudden movement in which he flipped himself over the bench, using it as sort of a shield-barrier-thing. Elixean held her hands out in sort of a "don't shoot!" fashion, stepping back so she could dodge away or teleport or do anything needed to not get totally destroyed by this guy. He set his rifle on the rail of the bench, a burning look that Elixean couldn't read in his eyes that were so firmly fixated on her - she doubted an explosion two feet away from him could take his attention away from her. Then again, if there was an explosion two feet away from him, Elixean was sure he'd find some way to blame her and kill her - well, if the explosion was just a little one. Like a pop-it. The man didn't seemed to be ready to trust her, especially not since she'd so quickly and easily escaped his hands. The man ignored her questions and growled instead, "From what I've seen so far, you're a Nobody with dangerous abilities." This puzzled Elixean. She stood up straight, a furrow in her blonde brows and an over-exaggerated purse in her lip as she thought of what she'd possibly shown him that could make her more dangerous than - say - a Dusk. She voiced her confusion. "What do you mean, "dangerous abilities"? I'm not exactly denying that I have dangerous abilities, but come on, man. I teleported." She brought her finger up to her mouth and made a popping sound with it, then twirled her finger in the air, a classic sign that, from her, meant "big whoop". She put that hand on her hip and mumbled, "The only one here who's visibly dangerous is you; I mean, for heaven's sake, you're the one pointing a gun. I flicked your ear, and so I get shot. How the hell is that fair?" Though Elixean knew she had a point, she didn't want to press on for fear that he'd get tired of hearing her talk and just shoot her in cold blood. She was pretty sure his blood was boiling now, however, as the posters began to rain from the sky. She crossed her arms irritably over her chest as he snatched one and she watched his reaction as he read it. He was puzzled. "Why are you here, exactly?" Elixean laughed. Cool! An excuse to be a smartass! "Well, see, I'm here because my heart was taken by the Heartless, but I was stronger and more awesomazing than anyone else on my island, so I became a Nobody with the power over breezy things and a pathological fear of being held still or tied down." Why else would she be here? She shrugged slightly and she thought of a better answer that would likely suit him better. "I'm in Twilight Town because I got bored of everywhere else and I wanted to jump of the clock tower and scare people. I'm just mean like that. I got bored, so I made posters, and you were sitting in the exact spot where I wanted to place one of my last posters. So, because I'm mean like that, I flicked you in the ear and now you're pointing a gun at me." She looked up thoughtfully, as if reading words on a television screen. Then she returned her gaze to him and nodded. "Yup. I think that's it."

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