Falling Apart on the Inside

[Liamane]

"Right, this way," Willow continued, leading the two teenagers into the hallway. As they passed several sets of doors, tension rose between them, and their leader grew increasingly silent. Finally, Willow placed her hand on a panel, and the small screen illuminated and scanned her unique fingerprints. A click was heard, and the door, placed to the right of the panel, opened and revealed the room inside.

"Come on in," the woman instructed, her voice was firm. The room itself was considerably small, and its four walls were white and the floor was made of oak. Two chairs were placed in the middle of the room, and they faced each other in a parallel manner. Another chair was placed against the wall, as if to referee those who sat in the two chairs before it. A place file cabinet stood against one of walls, it towered all of the objects in the room.

After a moment, Willow sat in one of the chairs placed in the middle of the room, she crossed her legs like a dignified woman. "Selena, could you please sit before me?" she asked the newcomer, the smirk was still fresh on her face. "And Naomi, please sit here." She pointed to the chair against the wall and she nodded.

[Black Angel]

"No problem."

Selena just sat down all calm like into the chair. She was actually confident that she might answer all the questions without any trouble.

[Liamane]

"Alright, shall we begin?" Willow stated, breaking the moment's eerie silence. Folding her hands into lap, the woman's eyes intently looked at Selena, she was certain not to miss a single detail. She nodded and drew in a breath. "You can fight, no doubt about that- your posture, the way you breathe; it's evident that you've had experience."

[Black Angel]

"Yeah...I had experience."

And Selena had the scars to prove it from the slash scars on her back from the first Heartless attack at Hope Village to the burned scars around her wrists from that one time she decided to play with fire with Hades. But now the loner wasn't sure if it was safe for her to use the Moonblade.

Any thoughts on that Brode? I don't use the Moonblade very often so they shouldn't be able to identify me by my blade.

[Beebs]

Brode quickly burst from his short nap, looking around saying, "Wha? Who said that? Oh, right...my head said that." He continued in thought, "So what were you saying? Oh yeah, your Moonblade. Well, no, I guess they haven't see it. I guess...if you're sure it won't be a giveaway...by all means, go ahead and use it. Hopefully, though, you won't need to..."

[Black Angel]

Selena had almost laughed when she realized that she had caught Brode sleeping on the job. The loner had to bite her tongue to keep herself from laughing and could taste the blood in her mouth already cuz she had bite it too hard.

Haha. Just be happy that Maleficent isn't here to catch you or else you would have been barbecued.

[Beebs]

Brode's face turned red with anger, as he thought, "Stuff it Blacky! Just be glad she isn't here to see...your face! Uh...I usually work out the kinks in these little jokes during thought first before they make it into my mouth...anyway...concentrate on this little interview or whatever so you don't look like a complete idiot that talks to herself!"

[Black Angel]

Maleficent's face. Just be glad that i'm not up there slitting your throat like I promised if I heard you call my 'Blacky'. And you're the idiot that's talking to himself.

Selena quickly cuts off the connection despite the fact that she wanted to hear Brode's response to that. She was probably already getting wierd looks from the two members anyways. Oh well, the loner was used to that kind of response. She quickly reconnecs just to hear((And then laugh.)) his response.

[Beebs]

Naomi looked at Selena who seemed to be in deep though. She bit her lower lip, not sure if she should interrupt, but decided to anyway, and asked, "Um..Selena, are you alright?"

[Black Angel]

"Huh?"

Selena looked back at Naomi with her silver eyes and realized that she had just zoned out again. The loner sighed since she really wanted to hear Brode's response to that and because she was already getting bored.

"Yeah...Just zoned out a bit."

[Liamane]

Willow shot out a quick laugh as she leaned back in her chair. She was more than ready to begin the interview. "So, Selena," the young woman continued, "tell us a little about yourself. Give me a little rundown of your life, if you don't mind."

[Black Angel]

Crap. Willow had just asked her for a rundown about her life and if Selena told her the whole truth of it, not only Maleficent would probably kill her but the Bastion Committee would probably execute her on the spot. The loner would probably have to make up one. One that's quite common.

"Just an average life m'am."

[Liamane]

Willow nodded; she sensed a hint of hesitation in Selena, but the young woman did not dare to question. "Right, of course," she answered, meeting eyes with the teenager. She then darted her gaze to Naomi before looking back to her interviewee. "So, what can you tell me about your battle abilities?"

[Black Angel]

"My battle abilities...I had a hand in magic but I like dealing with swords as well..."

To show an example, Selena held up a hand that was covered with silver flame-like Heart's Blood without hesitation. The loner never used the silver when disguised as Black Angel so they wouldn't connect her to Black.

[Liamane]

Willow nodded once again, a hand was placed under her chin. "Most interesting," she declared, a smirk grew on her face. "Alright, how about former alliances? Have you been a part of any other alliance?"

[Black Angel]

((I don't care who goes first. If that's what your wondering.))
"Former alliances? No, this would be the first one."

It was simply easy for Selena to weave some truth about her into the lies that had sounded so casually in her small voice that it could be true. By the time she betrays them, they would have a mess to clean up. The loner quickly telepaths Brode a quick message.

You better not be slacking off again Soldier.

[Liamane]

Willow sat up in her seat, and she leaned forward toward Selena. "I see," the woman responded, her voice was soft. Her eyes thinned and intensified as she watched the teenager before her slip into another state of mind. Willow cleared her throat before she spoke once again. "So, we talked about some experience you've had before. What kind of experience have you had, Selena?"

[Liamane]

((OOC: I'm sorry to post again, and I know we're already into the rp and all, but would it be alright if I make another character? XDD))

[Black Angel]

((The more the merrier. That's why i'm changing it to three. xp))

"Heartless. Mostly. I trained myself."

It was true that Selena had fought the Heartless thrown by Maleficent; she even tested the new breeds herself. But the loner still had time to master the Heart's Blood and her keyblades.

But Willow had snapped her out of the tele connection with Brode and she gave the ghost of a sheepish smile. Her emotions and senses had been frozen and numbed a long time ago.

[Liamane]

((OOC: Here's my newest charri!! ^____^))

Name: Jacen Ruch
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Appearance:
-Height: 6'1''
-Weight: 180 lbs
-Eye Color: Green in his right and blue in his left; he has a heterochromia
-Hair Color: Black; in length, it almost touches the back of his neck
-Clothes: Wearing a black choker around his neck, Jacen wears a black shirt underneath a white button down shirt and long sleeve black, leather jacket. His pants are black.
Personality: Generally quiet, Jacen usually remains silent and lets others do the talking. He can be fierce if the moment calls for such.
History/Background: Born into a rich, upper class family, Jacen spent his younger life in solitude as his parents rarely confronted him. To escape his lonesome life, the boy ran away from home at the age of eleven. Through his teenage years, Jacen learned to use his hidden magic skills and he began to wield his weapon of choice: the buster sword. Jacen joined the Hollow Bastion Restoration committee seven years ago. While he remains quiet to most, he talks and, usually, butts heads with Willow.