<div class="floatleft">(http://i1212.photobucket.com/albums/cc446/ffxivghost/SMR002.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Mesu<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Space Between<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>N/A<br/><br/><hr/>The brilliant glow of her very form is enough to banish this oncoming darkness, but it still tries to engulf her. Over and over. The soldiers, they seem to be regrouping.. but it still won’t be enough. They aren’t prepared. Slowly Mesu lowers the staff she holds, the creatures of darkness now going after the others. Her eyes follow the creatures… seeing the others now. Well kind of. She can’t make them all out.. but she knows they are there. And she knows they are friends.. more than that.<br/><br/>It is their destiny, once more, to be more than friends. Closer than family.<br/><br/>She gazes at them, smiling a little. She knows she is safe with them around. She just knows it.<br/><br/>Now her gaze befalls her own being, and she sees the elegant dress she is wearing. She.. has never worn something like this. Long and white with gold accents.. the sort of thing you would only find in the most regal of people. Something that is way out of her league. It almost feels like a silk material, but sturdier. The gold accents almost seem like real pieces of gold..<br/><br/>She looks up suddenly, as if being pulled out of her daydream within this dream.. hearing the woman shout ‘cover them!’. Her brows furrow now as she sees the APC’s, and she sees what surmounts as a legion of shadow beings begin their descent towards it. No, she won’t allow it. Her knees bend slightly, and her form suddenly simply blurs out of existence, only to reappear a moment later atop one of the APC’s. She seems to just appear, alarming some of the soldiers there. But they quickly continue their own work as she goes to hers.<br/><br/>She sees the encroaching darkness, it’s after these soldiers. With a resolve she has never known, she raises her diamond staff over her head and twirls it abruptly. It glows abruptly as she does, and she calls out..<br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 15pt;">"New"</span><br/><br/>She can see some of the creatures of darkness land upon the same APC she is upon now, and a few even grab for the soldiers as they try to defend themselves.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 15pt;">“Moon”</span><br/><br/>She cries out, and she stops twirling the diamond staff over her head. She slams one end of the staff upon the APC she stands on, holding it tightly in both of her hands. She glares at one of the darkness creatures as it roars and leaps for her, intent on tearing her asunder.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 15pt;">“PROCLAMATION!”</span><br/><br/>With that final word, ribbons of pulsing light explode forth from her staff in all directions. The white and gold colored light moves fluidly, dancing around obstacles. As one, the dozens of glowing ribbons slash down the creatures of darkness, causing them to simply dissipate in place. The soldiers that were being attacked are safe, the ribbons of light seeming to have no effect upon them at all. The ribbons of light continue to pour forth from her diamond staff as she raises it, the light almost seeming to be long tentacles. Attacking the darkness creatures one by one, obliterating them. A look of determination is upon her young features as she strikes down this evil, keeping the area around the APCs clear of darkness,  keeping the soldiers safe, keeping the darkness from getting towards the back line. The tendrils of light extend passed her immediate area, whipping around the others. The light would come into contact with them, and they would feel a.. warming, soothing energy from them. Like brushing your hand against the hand of someone you care about. But whatever agent of darkness the light finds, it is instantly banished...<br/><br/>