warforged | I [Closed to Emerald Sanctum]

Who: Sora and the Green Flight
What: Arrival and feeling a bit lost!
Where: The Emerald Sanctum
When: Let's go with Today
Warnings: DISNEY

[This....really wasn't Traverse Town.]

[Sora stood at the mouth of a cave in Emerald Sanctum, trying to retrace his steps mentally. He scratches at his head, thinking outloud]

I left Yen Sid's tower, and then...everything got went all bizarre and there were these guys in cloaks-

[But not the Organization cloaks either. He sighs and shakes his head. Maybe he should have paid more attention to what those cloak guys were saying. He's not sure what he was doing here. Then again, he was partly just glad it didn't look like the World that Never Was again.]

Maybe I should just ask someone...

[And he decides to do just that, looking around the Sanctum he looks for someone to bother. The sleeping ones he decides to leave alone, but when he spots someone awake, he'll walk straight up to them in a very friendly manner and smile]

Hiya! Sorry to bother ya, but can you tell me where I am?

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[He shrugs] I don't know if it will be. [A lot of worlds don't have them.]

Don't worry, I'll make do with whatever we got! Even if I don't have the keyblade, I don't want to hold us back.

I feel the same so we'll make a good team.

[He grins and nods]

Yeah. I'm sure we will!

[And reaching the armory, he looks around]

Wow, there's sure a lot of stuff here... [He doesn't even know half the names of these weapons!]

You can't say they're not well equipped.

[She peers around too, already familiar with the layout from being in here previously.]

Is there anything you think you can wield in here?

Yeah, no kidding.

[And looking around...he sees some swords hanging on a rack and approaches them. He used to do swordfights all the time when he was a kid, how different can it be?]

[Nevermind those swords were made of wood.]

I think a sword would work! [And without thinking, he reaches over for the claymore to take and nearly drops it from its "surprising" weight] Ah!

[She can't help but laugh a little.]

A sword of that size is best left for people bigger than you or me.

[Lyn give a good look around before pulling out a falchion.]

How about this one?

[Luckily, he's good at laughing at himself so he gives a weak little chuckle]

Ha...you're probably right.

[Carefully setting down that sword now! He looks over at what she offers]

Oh! That might work! Can I see it? [He holds his hand out to take it!]

[Lyn carefully flips it around and offers it hilt first.]

It's a bit smaller than that one but hopefully, it'll do.

[He takes hold of the sword, stepping back away from Lyn before giving a few experimental swings. He's not unskilled, he definitely seems like someone whose handled a weapon before. However his style is definitely one that seems unrefined- straight to the point strikes, as someone who is self taught]

Yeah, I think I can use this.

Thanks Lyn!

You're welcome but...

[She tapped her cheek thoughtfully.]

...you could probably work on tightening up your style.

Huh?

[He lowers the sword and looks over at her]

Whaddya mean?

Minimizing your weaknesses and maximizing your strengths. It's pretty clear you taught yourself and probably picked up hints from elsewhere but you should always try to do everything you can to make yourself better.

Oh, you think so?

[he considers this]

Well, I guess learning some new things couldn't hurt! I do wanna help out much as I can.

Good! As a matter of fact, it's best to learn the sword from different people. That way, you can forge your own, unique style.

[There wasn't anything wrong with sticking with one style but there were unique advantages to having your own.]

Is that what you did?

When I was younger, my father taught me how to use a sword. From there, I picked up my own habits and skills.

You mean you've been learning since you were a kid?

[Sora. You're a kid right now.]

Well, yes. On the plains of Sacae, everyone is expected to learn how to use a sword, ride a horse, and shoot a bow.

That and aren't you kind of young too?

Wow... [he can't even do two of those.]

Me? I'm sixteen! That's not that young!

You're about three years younger than me. Which means you're still pretty young. Though I suppose that for these people, you're old enough to fight in this war.

Of course I'm old enough! I've been fighting in wars since I was fourteen, and I did just fine then too!

[And it's had absolutely no damage on his development what so ever!!!]

Sadly, that's too young. But you had to do what you had to do.

And to be entirely honest, any age is too young to fight in wars.

I [Closed to Emerald Sanctum]

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