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Salixe stood precariously on the tip of the spire that was her abode in the Neophyte Academy. Neophyte Academy, hmph. She thought. [I don't think any of us are new at our soulless plight and need intruction.[/i] Soon, though, all thoughts faded away and her mind became one big blank. It slowly formed images, little flashes like puzzle pieces, of the other members of the Tridecarium at their duties. Salixe couldn't make heads nor tails of it, as usual, but it was something to do. She had known there was a meeting but, at the time, had an assignment and so was briefed before. Usually it was her handing out assignments, but sometimes they needed an expert's touch. 

The wind blew her cloak out behind her, causing it to billow and ripple. The wind was getting stronger. She'd best get down. Taking a step onto the air as if it was the normalest thing ever, Salixe used her particular powers to bend the light as stairs for her. At about half-height, the sunlight became weaker and so the invisible stairs were quite flimsy. Taking her last step, Salixe launched into the air and did a flip, for 'pleasure.' She set down gently, as if she had wings. Walking imperiously through the large doors, Salixe made her way to Neoxis. "Superior." The red-eyed girl said, "What is the information we have on the two keybladers of Radiant Garden? My last mission implies that they are in league, now."

(If someone could play Neoxis, please? I know he's a NPC, but I'd rather someone else did him.)