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The continued journey with Nulus found itself devoid of any further conversation, both on their toes for the final step they knew was coming; the dungeon remains. Zan had asked for this part to be programmed with several opponents and, remembering the number, he was beginning to regret it. Being a s...

The Merged was more or less satisfied with the initial collision that occurred, the quick SNAP of his arm twitching his lips with enjoyment in turn. It was the resulting carnage of his strength, of an onslaught that the man knew the Marionette Devil was simply allowing to happen at all, however, tha...

Zan couldn't help but frown at the blatant mockery and ineffectiveness of both his and Nulus' attacks. The Marionette Devil didn't even try to seem phased, its almost constant chuckles or not-so-subtle laughter mounting the agitation spurred from the Heavy Blade's continued failure. More than just h...

Zan watched his attacks unfold without evasion, without even the barest attempt to fend them off. Most might have been happy at that, believing themselves to have executed something speedy, something effective. Zan lacked that particular hubris (now, anyway) and saw what was going on for what it tru...

There was something in his transportation from Marionette's stronghold into his suspended position above the group that slipped him from consciousness, that stole away his mind for what was probably little more than a few seconds. Time, however, didn't seem to matter. No, it was then he had realize...

With a unanimous decision to take the brown path (Zan's mind doing the best it could to stay clean after such a thought), the group was soon on its way. The walk itself was quiet and notably boring, no one really speaking up and no real side conversations sparked. The group as a whole, to Zan anyway...

Zan simply watched the rest of the fight unfold slowly but surely, the group following suit and taking down the remainder of the enemies that had once stood before them. Where ash had risen to give life, there was only ash once more. Would that change? Would something rise up again and halt their pr...

((OOC: Nulus - Equipping Dek Do EX-Sphere.)) Waking up wasn't difficult, Zan's otherwise-controlled senses naturally expanded without his will behind them during his sleeping hours. The moment the Freedom Fighters had begun to stir the next day, his eyes snapped open and the stimuli of sound and sme...

With the meeting winding down, Zan was once again allowed a chance to zone out. Thankfully, though, this particular bout of zoning didn't involve a half-dream that risked a Merging in front of the group. Until he was able to work the kinks out of that butt monkey, he'd keep it under wraps. Sure, tec...

It was...gone. Zan's interest in everything that was going on. Gone. Be it from the over-stimulation of his frantic and constant worry about Lowen or the sheer monotony of it all...he didn't care. The lycanthrope hadn't come to such a realization until he listened to Twilight explained out to him an...

Zan reclined along the familiar green couch in an attempt to grab at some actual comfort, something in his position continuing to be difficult and unruly. What was wrong with the damn thing? It was like the cushions had suddenly lost their oomph. No matter how he twisted or turned, he couldn't help...

The open, midnight air was a refreshing relief from the humid, sun-imbued air of the forest they had just vacated. A curious thought had Zan turning back, attempting to walk up the bridge he had just moments ago stepped off of to see if it would shift back into day. That little detail hadn't been co...

RAQUAR AND SEKAI R OF BEING WELCOMED.

Having left the barracks to once again seek out some relaxation in the common room like the comfort-glutton he was after long quests, it wasn't long before the familiar cushions of his abused green couch were greeting him once more. Ahh. The thing about the Beast that few realized (or cared to know,...

The training room had proven rather trying but, at the same time, rather informative. The echo of what the Merging had done to them, what it had created, was still a dull ring in his mind. The power...God, the power. It was intoxicating, there was no getting around that. Zan had no way, no logical a...