Title. [active] Who: Kilik, X!Sora and Antisora. What: Random run-in. When: Battle-time. Where: City. Warnings: Violence?
It hurt, it hurt it hurt it hurt and he was swinging the blade again, frowning as though he'd never smiled in his life, previously spiky brown hair matted down with blood and other things that the heartless didn't want to name, splattered with more of the easily-identifiable red as the silver struck home with a sickening sound.
Or, well, he assumed it was supposed to be sickening. Anti didn't really care. He was already spinning around, sticking the Keyblade right through an offender's stomach, then waiting just a bit to see the nameless drone scream like it had a heart (which it didn't- which was why Cake knew he didn't have a problem with this, because why would Matt get angry over the death of a heartless? No one ever did), sending sparks of flame - vague memory, vague magic - until the guy was burning, pulling back with his own hand burning.
Literally. The Keyblade knew when It wasn't being used for the right purposes, and It wasn't that happy. But It had no where to go. Nothing better to do, best to stick with those that aren't a smoldering pile of muck on the ground.
Not that Anti felt much different. He tripped over his own feet stumbling back, slumping a bit and looking around the battlefield blurrily, a bit of panic rising when that ever-changing form wasn't in his sight. He was supposed to be watching out for his brother- so where was he? This wasn't good! "Sssoraaa," was the call, wobbly, adrenaline-lacking steps behind a downed wall, voice hoarse and scratchy at the end. A blink; huh. The wall had apparently been a building, because there was an empty street, fighting and Hotel directly behind him and snipers in the windows before him.
"Sooooraaaa!"
Something was moving around the walls, but Cake had to shake his head to even focus, turning away from the empty street to look back to the battlefield, standing on his tip-toes and hand over his eyes as though that'd clear the smoke better. Too bad turning into a heartless hurt even more than using the Keyblade. That made very little sense, but it basically amounted to Cake leaving the heartless-turning for emergency cases. ... Like... Sora missing. Where was Sora? There was someone else- a heart, from the Hotel- in the streets, but Anti didn't care. Where was Sora?