well, we have no story...yet.

another cracklefizz of Xion's radio...however he's fast asleep in his chair in front of his computer. the fizzling wakes up Tia, holding onto him from behind, where she picks the radio out. "yeh?" Tia says, half asleep.

"Diesel here, can I speak with Xion?" Diesel's voice crackling through the radio. Tia gives Xion a glance, then responds.

"He's fast asleep...and you know him when he sleeps..." Tia slips out from behind Xion, then leans on the wall. "I can take a message." she slides her body a little to the side on the wall, to reposition herself.

"Cool. Tell Xion that the Anarchist is ready for launch, maybe we can find out what is going on in the blanked region." Tia nods, and leans over to get some paper and a writing utensil. She writes the message down, and on her way up, triggers a small switch on the wall.

"Okay, got it." Tia leans off the wall just before it slides up where it would have given way to her body, and she replaces the radio. "hmm...that's new." Tia stares at the shiney black and yellow armor in the alcove, then she approaches it.

"Tia..." Xion mumbles, glancing over to her. "how did you..." Tia looks back at him, and shrugs. Tia gets the note she took, which happens to be near the switch of the alcove door, and hands it to Xion. "I see now. accident."

"Xion...what is this?" Tia says, approaching the armor, and touches the body armor.

"That's my armor...a distant past that I need to ressurect." Tia looks back at him and cocks her head sideays. "Yes...I was a cold, heartless warrior before I became a planeswalker...and I regret having to be not only a Planesmage, but a Hunter again."

"Hunter?" Tia says holding one of the gloves.

"Hunter. Ranger class, to be exact. Proficent in gunnery and accuracy." Xion stumbles up out of his chair and approaches Tia. "That's why I am so accurate with my Firaga spells. Anyways...you know this 'Anarchist' that has been the talk of Gran Da Val as of late? That's my ship...a Bird of Prey Class F Raider ship. Built from scrap parts and a transport ship into what it is now. And now that I'm a Planesmage I can take full effect of it's capabilities! I don't even have to get close to raid a ship now!"

"Xion!!" Tia shouts at Xion. "Planesmages are supposed to be peaceful and only attack in times of engagement, not for plunder!!!" Xion looks back at Tia confused.

"Who said anything about plunder? The peeps are my target in these raids, so in a way it is in a time of engagement. Where was I...oh yes. The green blankout is spreading greatly, it's size has almost doubled since last week when you noticed it. Undoubtedly this is Tangent's doing, maybe even some of his little cronies or friends...can't be too sure of much. For all I know this could be Sharkk's doing..."

"Sharkk?" Tia asks.

"Loose end, pay no mind." Xion responds, then replaces the glove Tia was looking at and closes the door. "Anarchist is complete, diesel said? Let's go up and take a look." Xion pulls Tia close to him, and in a flash of light, Tia and Xion disappear from Gran Da Val.