Unexpectedly Ludicrous

The black robe was standard for all members of the organization. Yet Ixaz didn't feel the need to wear that robe and reveal that he was a part of the organization: thus, he wore his usual outfit. The coat, shirt and pants. Under his coat was his sword if he should need it, which he shouldn't. Still, he jumped down from the tower and landed, kicking up dust and looking for a fight. A random heartless jumped out at him, which caused him to draw his sword, kill it and sheathe his sword before a normal human could blink. He was fast- that much was a given if anyone knew him. Even then, there were people faster than him. A lot of people. He wasn't the kind of person to train night and day just to match their speed; the fights in between now and when he came across them would make him faster and stronger without his even noticing it. Smiling, Ixaz jumped from where he was and landed on the edge of the fountain, crouching down and sticking his hand in the water, yawning. Sleep - he needed it.

He was poked? His eye twitched, an annoyed smile coming to his face. As she stepped onto the fountain much like how he had himself, he pushed off the fountain, spiraling his body and landing facing the fountain. Another smile was drawn to his face, though not the kind of annoyance or anything of the like. He rushed at her, drawing his blade from under his coat and slashing at her. Drawing a shuriken, the ninja girl blocked his short sword and jumped back, throwing on at him and landing on the space on top of the fountain. Ixaz slashed and cut them in half, jumping up to where she was and bringing the blade down again. Splash. His eyes shot open, his body being in the water. He was poked, yes, but the rest of it was apparently a dream. Ixaz looked up to where she was and pushed from his hands to get back to his feet, tripping over the bannister to the fountain and falling flat on his back, hitting his head.

Ow.

Shiri was an interesting person. She was lively and unique. Ixaz didn't like that. He got up with her help, after she checked to make sure he wasn't wounded or anything - not that she'd be able to tell, because nobodies didn't bleed. He watched her, inspecting her movements and a very strange feeling came over him, causing his face to turn a very pale shade of scarlet. As she introduced herself, he felt the need to do the same in saying, "...Aiz." he said in his honey-sweet voice. The voice was very similar to another person's voice, but he tried not to think of that person. Instead, he brushed himself off and started squeezing his clothing to drain out the water.

What brings him here?

The reason that Ixaz came to Traverse Ruins was because he was trying to find the guard armor. He was trying to find heartless to kill for kingdom hearts. But, he couldn't tell her that. Not if he tried. Not if he wanted to. He couldn't. So, he wouldn't. "What brings me here..." he muttered to himself, trying to find the right words to say. "I guess you could say I'm just here to relax and find something to do, Shiri." his voice still in that same honeysweet pitch that made her blush the first time, even though he hated it it was kind of cute when she did that. He wanted to make her blush more. "Oh, and Shiri," he said before standing to his full - a massive six feet and eleven inches. Reaching under his coat, he grabbed on to the hilt of his sword and slashed once, cutting just millimeters above the girl's head. "You might want to worry more about protecting yourself."

The male blinked for a moment, then laughed. "No, you haven't, Miss Shiri." he spoke, smiling at and trying to affect her now. He knew that his voice and actions were getting the best of her because of her reactions, thus he took advantage of that fact. Though, it was getting kind of awkward because he didn't know why she was being affected like this. Either way, it was kind of funny to see her like this, so he'd have to do all he could to keep it going. It was still nerve-wracking how he couldn't figure out why this was being done to her, but shaking his head and falling back on reality, he looked at her. "And, before you ask, yes I'm sure. We've never met, you and I."

She seemed to be convinced that there was something going on. Still, she ran off towards the heartless and the tunnel, the male just sitting there for a moment. After she turned the corner, just around it where she could see he jumped through the portal and landed, following her as fast as she was running. He drew the other sword on his back, the long green-tinted one, and stopped to turn around when she did. "No reason to do this yourself, now, Shiri. You take the fourteen in front of you - I'll take care of the twenty three on my end." and even as he spoke he swung his sword unlatching it, swinging it and causing the separate pieces of the swords to latch onto the weak heartless, killing most of them. There were only six left when he was done with his first swing, thus he stopped to turn around and see how she was doing.

The man smiled with a faint laugh on his voice. He swung his blade again, the chain links clicking as it extended and tore through the remaining heartless, cutting them to ribbons as he twisted the blade and made use of its whip-like structure. Flicking his wrist, the blade clinked together into the normal sword-state, him sheathing the blade on his back. Turning to face her, he nodded. "Oh, believe me Shiri : I know what you mean. It's not that we can't fight, it's that we don't want to fight the pointless fights. I don't know about you, but pacifist or not : I'm gonna fight for what I believe in if its challenged." he spoke. He was no pacifist, but he knew how to act as one. He wanted this girl to become more flustered - it was fun if she did so. He didn't know why, but there was a sort of awkward pleasure whenever she blushed. "But for not wanting to fight," he began, tilting his head as he looked at her, "Why did you chase the shadows down here?"

"Sleepy"? What did she mean? He didn't understand it, but he was being offered access to a base - and, since she obviously wasn't a member of the organization, she was either a mercenary, hero or villain. Her pacifitude led him to believe she wasn't a villain, settling his choice on hero. Access to the hero's base. As soon as he got the location, things would be easier. They were the main opposition of what he stood for, but he wouldn't let that get in the way. Nodding, he spoke in his honey-sweet voice which affected her vigorously. "Nah, I don't mind. In fact, getting some actual sleep would be nice. I'm not allowed in my base right now, though I don't know why. They just won't let me in." he spoke while walking next to her, closing his eyes to show that he was tired.

Damn, Aiz was a good actor.

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