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Toxn + Not "Toxn." When he heard the voice, the Nobody turned instantly, discs flashing into his hands. He looked shaken, which was odd for him.
He stared at the figure at the end of the alley. "Wh Who are you?"
The other man laughed. "Don't you know me, brother?" He stepped forward out of the shadows. The two men faced each other. One had short spiky hair, the other's was cut to his shoulders, but aside from that they were twins.
Toxn nodded, bringing his composure back together in an instant. He folded his arms, desummoning his weapons. "Hello," he said neutrally, his customary mocking tone absent in his voice. "I suppose you're Not?"
The other man shrugged. "It was that or 'Ton.'"
Toxn chuckled. "I suppose so." He cocked an eyebrow. "So you're my other half. Doesn't that soun
Toxn Story 2 Toxn lay on the rooftop, actually wearing his Nobody coat for once. Its hood was up to throw his face in shadow, and he took care not to make a sound. Inching forward slightly, he kept his eys on the man in white standing below. Every so often, the figure would shift, and the gray-haired Nobody would tense in response. But the man seemed to be waiting for something aside from checking his watch a few times, he did not move from where he stood at the edge of the White area.
The edge of Toxn's mouth twitched up in a half-smile. He decided the moment was right. Rising, he dropped over the edge with only the slightest scraping sound. The rem heard it, though, and glanced up, mouth already forming words. Then he caught sight of Toxn. His eyes narrowed.
"Hello Alannic," Toxn said casually, pushing back his hood.
The man looked startled when Toxn said
OD: Request Mission 4 Talk with Ryxeme not freaking likely. Shax figured he would improvise, based on the information he'd been given. It wasn't like he ever really planned out his missions anyway. As far as he was concerned the only thing plans did was tend to go wrong.
Which was how he had ended up in this run-down area of the Dark City, in the rain, with absolutely no idea what he was doing.
First things first: figure out where the rogue Nobodies were based without getting spotted. Shax stood in the shadows of a ruined building, hood pulled up to conceal his face, scanning the ruins for a likely location. He had the general area, but there was no concrete way to measure distance on this world and for all he knew he was miles from the right place. He had been searching for a few hours now, though, and he figured he was getting close to the right place.
As his eyes t
OD: Assignment Mission 3 [Oddities] "Looks like you're with me, mate," Gramshix said to Shax.
Shax eyed him. The pirate was bruised from head to foot, bleeding in numerous places, and swaying in place from exhaustion. Even the Elixir Xainzre had handed him seemed to have made only the smallest dent in his condition.
All in all, not a very reassuring ally. Shax shifted, aware that he himself was uninjured. His decision for stealth had proved to be a good one, judging by the state the others were in. Still, out of the three other Discordians, Gramshix would have been his first choice to work with.
But something was very different.
Shax frowned. "Gramshix, what happened to your face?" As always, he suspected there had been a more polite way of saying that. But as always, he didn't care.
Gramshix pulled his hood u
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