rekindleme | (no subject)

Who: AU Terra, whoever bumps into him, and some NPCs
Where: District One streets
When: Late evening hours, Backdated to October 1st
Summary: A keyblade wielder patrols the housing district, looking for people he shouldn't be looking for
Warnings: Assassins may arrive? A keyderp being a keyderp?

[ Waiting a few days before going searching for the two escaped prisoners had its pros and cons. The time would let him gather some supplies and try to plan an escape route if things went badly.

On the other hand, a few extra days gave the two escapees time to move further towards that closed district. Ground covered by them was ground lost by him while he prepared.

Once night fell on the first of October, Terra decided he couldn't afford to wait any longer. Not only were the two making more progress, but the lack of contact on his own end was becoming more and more difficult to ignore.

Search, recover, extract. He just hoped that the two escapees wouldn't attack on sight. ]

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[For a while, the soldier debated putting on his armor before seeking out the two Rangar assassins, cautious of their abilities on the one hand, but wondering if street clothes might be more likely to send the message that he didn't necessarily want to fight.

In the end, the memory of the venom that knocked him out for more than an hour wins out and he dons the leather suit, but he leaves the mask. He does intend to talk, after all, or at least to try. He doesn't exactly have his usual stash of weapons, but he does at least still have his knife should it come to blows.

Fortunately for Terra, the soldier spots him as he appears to be having trouble on his way to the border between districts, and he doesn't waste much time getting down to him from the perch he'd been watching the area from. Unfortunately, his presence likely means the assassins are more likely to view them as an immediate threat...

He steps out of the shadows somewhat suddenly near the other brown-haired man. It's kind of a thing he does, but hopefully he doesn't spook Terra too bad.]

What are you doing.

[As the soldier continues onward, a better look at his target reveals it is not only the tail of a reptile, but a large, deep-violet drake. The drake is moving at an alarming speed for how silent its steps are, especially given its massive size.]

[The whereabouts of the winter soldier is but a mystery. However, it may not be the case for the two on the ground. The drones' sights will catch the unmistakeable sign that those who had been searching inside the buildings have left the establishments and small groups defecting to streets to the left and to the right.

It is clear something or someone was captured on their equipment, but now what or who...]

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For the Winter Soldier...

For Terra and Fortuna...