Jun 09, 2011 18:27
[At first, there's only darkness and the sounds of chaos.
Metal crashing against metal, magic flaring, rapid footsteps and heavy breathing.
In time, the NV catches the barest of glimpses of what's going on. It sees flashes of the city, of Sora and a hooded fighter standing amidst pillars of light and magic, two keyblades gleaming in the darkness. But not their opponent.
There's the sound of shoes skidding against pavement - Sora's constantly moving in all this. But his voice is urgent and his face is dirty, like he's at the tail end of a hard battle.]
Riku! Sector f- !
[Sora's words die on his tongue. Roxas's voice calls out in warning a fraction of a second too late.] Sora!
[Something collides with him. The NV goes flying. Shards of ice creep at the edges of the screen before it lands on asphalt with a hard crack and skids to a stop further down the street. There's more scuffling, more distant and desperate, all culminating in one final bright flash of light before a heavy silence pervades the broadcast for a long time.
Then... footsteps. Slow and purposeful. They grow steadily in volume, closer and closer until they're mere inches away from where the NV suffers brief bouts of static.
Something dark moves over the screen, and frame of the NV begins to give way with a sick crackle as it's crushed.
The feed goes dead.]
[ooc: Those who search the site will only find signs of battle and Sora's broken NV in West Sector Four. Sora and Roxas will be missing until further notice.]
!: roxas,
!: sora