Winds Blown Differently

<I find it funny how no one thinks its strange she's arguing with a disembodied voice. XD>

Filia shook her head looking at Rexial curiously, "Well, what I'm looking for doesn't actually have a name... But, if this lead doesn't turn up... I'll start searching for that one!" The young woman beamed.

"No you won't. The last time I was in those caves, I lost a host. And Leviathan lost his exterior." The voice complained angrily.

"Host?" repeated Riku. "What, are you some kind of leech?"

"I prefer symbiote, ya punk! And I'll kick your ass if you say that again!" The voice shouted angrily.

"Samson! I told you to stop!" Filia shouted down the angry voice adamantly, "Why not instead of hiding show yourself?"

"Eh,fine..." The hat that had seemed to cover the top of the young woman's head was swallowed by a sea of black hair as a pair of bright yellow eyes and a maw filled with sharp white teeth emerged from beneath Filia's jet black locks.

"This is Gregor Samson." Filia explained.

"Ain't I just the most kick ass hair peice alive?" The mouth gloated as the pair of eyes shined victoriously. Samson extended his form so that he was a full figure several inches taller than his host hoisting the poor girl off the ground.

"Hey! Let me down!" Filia complained insincerely.

"I may be a parasite but that doesn't mean I don't care about my host, Filia is all I have left in this dump." Samson said angrily.



<You have no idea how long it took me to find a decent picture that wasn't either A. from the source material, B. not inappropriate.>

Riku raised Soul Eater. "I'll tell you here and now to save the trouble later, if you so much as touch any of my friends, you'll leave this world in pieces. Threaten me again, and I'll make sure to kill you personally."

"A symbiote, you say? How... peculiar." Skife pulled out a notebook, and began writing things down.

"Hey, I only attack in self defense of me or my host." Samson snarled.

Filia glared at the parasite atop her head, "Samson, stop being so argumentitive!" She complained.

"Your host seems to have a point, I'd suggest listening to her." He put the notebook away, and clutched his stomach slightly, the organ churning in its position.

"So, I think its my turn to ask the questions." Filia said aggressively subduing her nightmarish locks beneath another hat.

"Ask 'im why they're here since they had to be so nosy about us!" Samson responded to the hat by speaking much louder than he had before.

Filia facepalmed in embarrassment, "Yeah, why are you guys here?"

Rexial was quick to answer. "Aheh, well, this mysterious tower showed up this morning, messing up the beautiful view of the sky from where we live, so we came to check it out."

"Yeah... That was Samson's fault. He pressed a button and the entire thing shot out of the ground rearranging the architecture on its way... We've been lost ever since." Filia laughed weakly as a tendril of hair snuck out and snatched away the hat subduing Samson's voice.

"That was not my fault! You were going to do it anyways. I just beat you to the punch." The parasite gloated with a geelful smile of his terrifying white teeth.

"Not the point." Filia responded jamming the hat back down onto her head despite the parasite's attempt to resist it.

"This tower used to be an underground structure? Well, maybe it'll go back to normal with the right command." The swordsman gestured to the console. "Maybe you could try 'Return to Normal' or 'Submerge'... maybe 'Default Layout'?"

"We could try that..." Filia said with a note of depression, "But, we haven't even been able to find the terminal that made it go up. It changed the room we were in entirely." She said.

"Well, you've got nothing to lose, right?" Rexial shrugged. "You're already lost."

"More than you'd believe. I don't have much when it comes to memories either. Just a few names and faces... If it weren't for Samson." Filia involuntarily shuddered remembering the first memory she could remember clearly.

He tried guide the conversation away from the subject, as it was clearly bothering her. "So, what are you trying to accomplish here, anyway? Trying to get back somewhere?"

"Trying to get back my memories... If I had a way to recover them, I'd be able to figure who I am, why I have Samson, I want to know my past, not live obliviously." Filia said adamantly. Atop her head, Samson swallowed the hat a third time to smile at his host's will.

"That's the spirit, kid." Samson cheered enthusiastically.

"Hmmm... maybe I could ask Ventus? No, not his area... Minat- Pffft, asking Minato for help. Naminé? ...What the hell would Namine have to do with recovering memories? Ugh... maybe SOMEBODY at the House would know a way..." He muttered to himself.

A shambling step caught the interest of the parasite atop Filia's scalp.

"Filia, its another one of those monsters!" Samson alerted the young woman as she turned toward the sound.

From the shadows, approached three Invisible walking towards them self with their swords drawn.

"Let's go, Samson!"

"Hell yeah!"

Unarmed, Filia sprinted at the three heartless. When they reacted by launching balls of magic, the girl launched into a low roll as Samson enveloped her in sharp spikes making her look much like an iconic hedgehog. The forward dash was enough to send the heartles sprawling as she leapt out of the ball of thorns cutting one of the invisibles in two with a scissor like blade formed from Samson's mass.

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<what're you talking about? XD I d-d-deleted it>

<Fucking OP Admin powers... XD>

Skife seemed surprised by the appearance of the Heartless, drawing his swords, and sending a Firaga at one of the Invisibles.

Rexial grinned. "I can't let a nice lady like you fight on your own." In a second, he was behind the Invisible Skife had shot at, grabbing its blade and kicking it into the spell to eliminate any chance of its escape. To add insult to injury, he made a vicious throw at the Heartless with its own weapon to try and finish it off in one clean, swift maneuver.

"...Oh, right, you're fighting too, Skife." He chuckled. "Sorry for the mean quip, I just couldn't help it."

[Sync Rate established!]
[Rexial and Skife have established a slight bond of camaraderie by unintentionally performing a combination attack. Current rate is 15%.]

"Samson!"

"Got it!"

In unison, the two cried, "GREGOR SAMSON!" Taking on the form of butterfly like wings, the pair took flight with an outstretched hand, Filia grabbed ahold of the flying sword driving it home with additional force.

This left one Invisible left on the field to fight the group, "Together?" Filia asked as Samson unfurled back into her normal hair.

"Riku! Blake! Your turn to show off!" Rexial grinned at the two, only really expecting one to get off an attack before the other killed the Heartless.