Yeah, I've heard xP. I guess I'll control him until Blader comes, just need to see where to start with him, or when he is needed. Well, the...
I think it's almost time for you to act. We just need Death to post, and then you can open the door. Everybody gets in, and the whole thing is...
Yeah, I got that. Thanks. I'll be Xemnas then, for the while, and I'll post when he's needed.
Oh well, then. I guess I'll play him when he's most needed, because I kind of forgot what he as doing >.>. And that's what I was waiting for,...
*****, I got ya! >3
I probably responded too fats. But it didn't warn me or anything =3.
No, you just wish you did. Again, I would've known if you were really offline. The message would have come back to me.
I'm actually posting right now, so I'll hit you up when I'm done.
Nah, you didn't =D. I would've have known.
Larxene truthfully didn't notice that there were people inside the alley, unless she was sort of blind with everything. She could swear. But, it seems, there was. For whatever reason. And they were surrounded by a bunch of rough, looking men, which was just the short way of describing them. She honestly didn't care, and wanted to get through pick-pocketing before something else happened to her with the effects that had taken over her. It just didn't occur because it seems that big, burly, hideous and funny looking dumb ass, with his bulging muscles was eyeing her funny, and she had to squint her eyes as they went off kilter again...that was going to get tiring. Next thing she knew, however, was that the guy was threatening to take her, which would be the end of him really, and then mentioning her hair was "dope", and she pulled one of her strands almost defensively. She didn't know what exactly was dope, but at risk of looking stupid, she didn't ask. However, when he stepped forward to her, despite the fact that her skull felt empty and on air, the guy was going to get his intestines ripped if he comes near her, gun or not. She didn't pay mind to the whole, "your girl" thing. Her thirst was mostly on hurting him. Before she could do anything, though, Axel suddenly acted, and....it was all a forgotten memory from there, because her sight as she looked at everything, not only was twirling, but images felt like she was staring through the bottom end of a glass cup. And it felt...surreal, and almost like she was floating or dreaming. And this time, like the rest, it didn't leave. She tried to keep track of what was going on, despite it being hard, and all she could keep intact was them going to fight and beating each other, physically, and then Axel going to the ladder, and it was many things. All she then heard were other words spoken, and she blinked with phrases like "draws on face, "killed", and "girlfriend", her head raising up, showing that she was at least somewhat in control still. And the glint didn't escape her either. But she wasn't sure to get in now. This...was Axel's battle, right? And he could handle himself if anything...she truthfully didn't know the redhead was capable rough tactis, but oh well, so be it. By the time everything was done, she was more out of it, to the point where she was leaning on the wall, and giggling, cause the stupid guy banged his head on the wall because of Axel, and went unconscious! That was fun to watch. Humming to herself, she only snapped back to attention to Axel when he spoke to her, asking her if that was a good amount. Tilting her head curiously at him, she pushed herself off the wall, and walked toward him, her footing not that bad even when she was beginning to get incredibly drunk...which should have happened ages ago. Now the alcohol decided to kick in at this precise moment. Checking his state out as she reached him, closer to him than anticipated, she made a gesture about how he looked, and eyed his wound, muttering in a small voice as she studied it, "Your hurt..." She looked up at him in question with big, wide aquatic doe eyes, as if asking him if he was alright, forgetting the fact already that she was suppose to hold a hatred within which she didn't notice now that she was not aware as she usually was when sober. She would think it wouldn't be good to go into a hotel in this appearance. Though with the question he inquired still in the air, she then snapped her fingers in realization, her mouth making a "o" shape, intoxication taking the best out of her as she slurred a little. "Oh...yeah! Um...I think...we shuld si! Let's go to the hotel and see if it's enough...okay..?" She shook her head then, placing a hand over her eyes, as she was back to being stable and allowed the chance to as she attempted to get a hold of herself for a second, peering at the redhead between fingers, her body somewhat swaying. She hissed unceremoniously, annoyed, "Ugh. I think it finally got to me..."
Xemans simply raised a eyebrow, not finding him at all much to be impressed by, but he was here for a certain purpose. And that was to get some answers that most of the members could provide. He eyed Ravix only momentarily, but as Toxyn was the one awake, and running, he turned to him. "It would be simple, wouldn't you think? I pegged you to be more smarter. Tell me everything you might know about your organization, and its leader." "Xaldin can only hurt if he does some type of betrayal. I'm sure Xemnas didn't mean to hunt him down every time he gets angry at him. If so, we'll simply report if he abuses it. And both Xaldin and Vexen are always in a bad mood, so why is them intimidating anyone else anything new?" Roxas questioned, not finding the fact that Xaldin was glaring him down, or Vexen going on about Demyx, any surprise, or anything different from his point of view that was expected out of them. It was nothing to worry about. Especially if he had that trump card that he pulled on Xemnas recently, and he complied. He didn't know he was that crucial to the Organization, but...apparently he wants him here. As long as he had that, it will be alright. And which is why, no matter how many strange dreams now, or his questioning this group alone, or if he should really be here, he can't leave at this point of time because of that. Because if he leaves, and Xioimara will follow, then that will put Demyx in a worst position now that there wasn't any sure loss or consequence. And he couldn't do that, no matter if he didn't like the way traitors were treated, and the hard death penalty that hangs over their heads. The fact that it seems they don't care made him sometimes even want to leave. Yet, something permanent was now keeping him here, other than his friends. And he just had to somehow float around to deal with the other things that bothered him. It wasn't even his problems at the second. It was Axel's. And him spacing out about what was troubling him wasn't going to help the redhead any better. Going through all that he said, he wondered if Axel's distrust was turning really serious, as he didn't think those reason were, at least to this point, valid. It sounded like they can be argued. Except for a few things, but he didn't want his best friend committing actions that can cost his life, so he had to understand where he was coming from. Maybe if only he had...paid attention to the meeting. Remaining silent for awhile after his first sentence, he went to state, leaning closer to Axel as his voice lowered more severely, "Well, there you go. You can't kill Demyx, so he had to choose someone else. Not that what you will not do is bad, yet...the Superior's not stupid, in other words. As for Xaldin, I don't know, since I was out of it, but it doesn't sound that serious. And he's one of the most loyal out of all of us. If anything, that will be mostly Xemnas's problem, so it's not like we can interfere. And as for Xemnas himself....what was it exactly he said to your question about the lower Nobodies? Was it a yes or no?" He glanced up at him, his expression curious.
O.O Really? What happened to Blader?
"From what I know, you chose to be in this Organization. To get your Heart back, or otherwise. I will keep that word, among certain. However, with your statements, and that of Larxene, you are nothing but a fool, Eleven, you truthfully do not comprehend, and soon you will see why, and by then it will be too late. I think we should be looking forward to your demise in time and fall, not mine. We will meet again soon, I assure you," Xemnas merely dismissed with a intricate and ominous smile, orange eyes glinting, but he would let the Graceful Assassin think of his "plan", and believe that it had any way of succeeding. He did not understand what he was getting into, yet, so be it. He would just watch the failure, and his eradication. Without another word or movement with the thick tension and atmosphere, he portalled out, but this time, using his own black and gray one, as he had another last place to visit after most of his work was done. He appeared in a white, boxed room not much after, medium sized on space, and rather bland. And it was here that he held two figures in black, imprisoned by his doing. He stood there, gazing at both almost with a unimpressed and uninterested expression. But, it was time for business after so long, and he stepped forward, greeting shortly, "Hope you were pleased with your staying arrangements, Ravix, and, I should say, Toxyn." He was aware they didn't. But while he could not feel the amusement, he still remembered mockery. "As you can see, I am here for a reason. And that will be done now, so feel free to say nothing, but the complete truth. Your lives are in my hands."
"You are surely placing yourself very high in the scale for your last sentence, Number Eleven. Do not think it would save you," Xemnas remarked without as much as a blink at Marluxia's words, proving that he does not know things as his mouth spews. If he had a Heart, this was the exact time where he would be extremely and utterly amused. He doubted Marluxia could do better in his position when they had much more of this dramatic things occurring, but fact of the matter was that as he obviously knew the lack of respect Marluxia had for him, and which was reciprocated, his words meant nothing. And calmly, or rather, emotionless he placed his hands behind his back in a regal posture, regarding the pink haired man blankly. He smirked, if only just slightly, almost as if degrading the member before him vaguely. "First, let's make this clear. I cannot care, I am incapable of it. The members were found and we have to make the Organization build with numbers. And unless certain people go stray, consequences will not abound. No more, no less. And second, what is your purpose and what you are yourself, Marluxia? Plotting to betray, when everyone is up to what your trick is? I am letting you do what you want, simply just to see you fail, and fade away in defeat. And Larxene is going to share the same fate for foolishly deciding to stick by you. And her death will be yours to blame. So while you start questioning me, you should rather question your actions, and see what you are doing. It would be the best thing to do. Other than that, while you plan your fate, all I should be displeased about is your lack of respect in my presence, and make sure that it's your last time choosing to leave the meeting without my call. Understood?" "Well, I don't think Demyx is in that much trouble. We just have to keep him in check, and make sure he doesn't repeat the things he did that got him to be so bad in Xemnas's eyes. He's got to be smarter than that, really. I think the only reason why the Superior didn't choose you is because your friends with him, and probably won't be able to kill him and go through with it. Would you really be able to? And I mean, what's worse? Not kill him, or forced to? Otherwise, we don't have to worry over Xaldin doing anything," Roxas replied, rather confidently, actually, to Axel's worries, trying to soothe them out a little and not let him think so much about it. Demyx will be fine, and there were other ways to protect him, if need be. He had made it clear to Xemnas before, even if accidentally, that if they lose him, he was gone, along with Xioimara, he supposed. He was positive whatever it was, was going to stick. He was a bit concerned, however, considering that the way his best friend spoke sounded as if he might do something out of context in the future, and for one thing, Roxas didn't want him to have the same fate that Demyx was closely having. That was two too much by now. While he himself has been questioning things, and he especially didn't like the threats that were being thrown around, he had things remaining here that he didn't want to leave. The strange dreams were still plaguing him, there were just lower in quantity now. But still, a part of him wanted to know who he was nevertheless. He knew who was Sora, yet, why? He didn't have any memories like the rest, and he didn't even know what he was doing here sometimes. Maybe pressure was high now that they had to deal with another organization. His eyes turned to look a bit thoughtfully to one of the vacant chairs, voice quite distant as he also said, "....who's exactly treating you that way? The only grumpy ones are Xaldin and Vexen, so that's expected, and I guess Saïx...but he's more deadly calm, than anything..." He wanted to get a bit more understanding of what Axel was going with this. There had to be something that was making him say all that, other than Demyx's fatal situation.
Oh, no, no, no. It's alright. I was just asking since I haven't heard anything yet, and was wondering. Take your time ^^.
Hey. Whatever happened to the old/erased RP thing? Did that ever have a solution? Just wondering, is all, now that I think about it.
"Very well then. I suppose that will end the meeting for now. Any more questions or suggestions will have to wait for the next. I have other work to do. You are all dismissed," Xemnas called out to them with a strict tone, simply watching them all for a moment. It was silent for awhile, but for them to get the picture and fact that this was over, he gave a nod to Xaldin for his answer, letting him deal with Axel if the man wanted to inquire about anything more, and then a sphere of darkness covered him as black thorns and wisps came along it, disappearing into the void as he portalled himself out of the white room. It was done to simply make permanent that it was finished, and as he plundered through the corridors, he materialized where he wanted to be after the members were notified of the recent events: Marluxia's private quarters. He did not bother to knock, or give a notice, considering that, not only was he not pleased with the man, it was his castle. Glancing over at him as he stood, he glowered, eyes sharp as he stepped towards the Graceful Assassin ominously. It was one thing that he was planning a betrayal, something which everyone knew, and that he will eventually fail at, yet, when he showed blatant disrespect in front of people present to him, that was when he would not stand his disobedience. And will surely pay. Right now was the time where they were going to speak, and face each other, as he stopped in front of him. "I suppose you have nothing to say about your choice to step out of the meeting without my word? I do not want to see this again, Number Eleven. And this time, this is real and serious warning. You wait until I say when you can or cannot take your leave, and that will be the end of it. Any more, and punishment will be given. I do not want to take measures I should not have to." His voice was emotionless, void, and icy, and his vision turned to the sleeping Larxene, resting very peacefully. "I suppose I make myself clear?" Roxas kind of woke up, or rather, jump start himself when he heard Xaldin's growl, having been daydreaming and spacing out for the meeting, and making sure it wasn't noticeable by having his hood up. It was hard not to get drowsy, or bored, when some kept talking about matters like these, but he thought he got what was said. Something about portals...that they were to use his portals when coming in or out the main castle, and then freely use the Corridors of Darkness anywhere else, including the false castle. At least he thought that's what it was. He was confused on it for a bit, before he started to think about something else as it was not his type of subject to mull about, and drown out anything that was said. In fact, he was kind of startled to find that Demyx and Marluxia weren't present. And neither was Larxene, but she was missing throughout it because she was unable to, according to the pink haired man. The other two, however, were present, and now...not there. He was pondering more about the water wielder as he had been acting oddly, and as one would know, he was curious as to what he was hiding, or what happened to make him sound so bitter. It seemed he missed a few things, because as he blinked his cerulean eyes to get rid of the sleep in them, Xemnas had called the meeting off after Axel had spoken, and then left without any other word. He scratched his head, despite the fact that it was cloaked. Hopefully, he had listened to all the important pieces that was the purpose for this meeting, lest he be in trouble if he did something wrong that he should have know around these minutes. He let out a sigh. He was kind of annoyed that he didn't hear anything that went off after he had half-dozed off. He looked at Xioimara, and then at Axel, wondering if he should ask. In the end, it didn't take that long to decide about what went on, so quite clear, and his voice thick, he inquired, "Uh...did I miss anything important other than the whole portal and fake castle blabb-erm, speech?" He coughed discreetly, eyes shifting.
As Naminé scrambled up, now that the authorities were here, and that the man had let go of holding her mouth, hiding the medallion protectively again inside her wet dress to make sure no one noticed, she moved towards her father quickly, hugging the older man. She then stood beside him, to make sure that she'll be not touched as she wrapped her arms around herself, a bit cold due to her damp body, and soaked hair. She noticed that her corset that was in the bodice of her outfit wasn't there anymore, yet, that was no problem to her, really. She didn't miss it. However, she did glare at the redhead, knowing that he may perhaps be interested in the coin she held, and she was aware that no one were to get it. This guy knew what it was, and she wasn't going to risk it, hence, why she ratted him out. She herself didn't understand what she kept. It wasn't even hers...what if something happened now because of it? What about...Roxas...? Her concern was distracted when the man spoke, and her eyes narrowed in irritation at the insult, feeling offended, and she muttered to herself at the audacity this....pig had. "Disgusting dog..." She definitely wasn't fond of him now. "Take him away," Ansem commanded coldly, condemning him after he had heard the words he spewed about his daughter, and other women. He was not certain what to do with the rebel, but after that was said, and the tools and weapons were brought to his attention, he was going to jail. There was no doubt this scoundrel was trouble, and he was not going to have it here. He was already scared to death, blood pressure high when he found out his only angel had fallen to depth of rocky waters, and he was much more in a panic to save her and hope to the Lord that she was not dead or injured. And he still felt it as his heart drummed upon milliseconds, and perspiration was on his face from the worry. He didn't know what he'd do if he lost Naminé. She was the most precious to him after his wife was lost. It was because of this that he was about to debate it longer about what the unknown man's fate will be, as he did appear to have saved Naminé, yet, right now, he had destroyed any methods or thoughts that will help him not be imprisoned the moment he opened his mouth. As he placed a hand on Naminé's head, and started running his fingers through her wet hair gently, he stated, "I'll let you handle this, Commodore".
"The only way to prove yourself is if you let the intruders you had managed to get in by your foolish acts leave. But you cannot do that now, can you?" Xemnas stated, sounding close to mocking, but he could not portray such a thing as he eyed Demyx cryptically and unconvinced. To think, that a friend of Sora would outright betray him in the end for suspicious men in black that had caused havoc before? It was impossible. He deduced the water wielder as pathetic for thinking him as a friend when they had just met, that a warrior would leave the worlds at peril. And that will restore the loyalty? He threw them right to the lions, and now he had people he did not want in his premises, and all because of his stupidity. To think that trust can be easily fixed? That he was not going to pull something off once more? He did not believe him. Nor would he ever believe him after all the stunts he pulled, and he knew that Demyx was leaving something out from what he told this...Cloud. A member that did what he wanted, and risked their organization was not worth the time, effort, or able to be kept. His pleading show and reasons to save his life, and not be stuck here, were redundant, and did not work on him. He frowned distastefully when he began crying. Was he completely delusional? Crying. His stare lowered, and his eyes narrowed dangerously, and that was what made his final decision, tone hard, "Look at you." He shook his head, giving him a stern final factor. "You will remain here, imprisoned. Is this is the way you are going to behave, then I rather leave you here for the rest of your nonexistence or until you fade. As I mentioned and stated, the Organization is no more. If we have to deal with traitors like you, it is best I start over." With that said, he flourished around, preparing to transport with his own portal. Larxene raised a eyebrow at Axel's mood, but as he stepped through the portal, so did she without wasting much time, considering that she was extremely pleased with the fact that she didn't have to carry anything, and have free arms, free hands, and do what she wanted with them. As she was crossing over through the darkness of the Dark Corridors, for some reason, her mind slightly hazed, and for a moment, she had to stop walking to close her eyes because of the fact that she was feeling quite dizzy. Not that she was swaying, barely, but she knew that her sight was kind of swirling, and she had to exhale and inhale to take control of her senses. She took a few seconds before reopening them, and began to head out as if nothing happened, immediately startled, and questioning what was that about. Was it the passages that did this? Or was it something else she wasn't getting? She was ignoring and dismissing the fact that her head now felt more feather weight, and very light, and she really then started to ponder about what was going on. She got over the alcohol, it was different for Nobodies, the effects weren't that bad from before, and she had resisted. She was feeling fine just minutes ago, so why was this sudden....return here now? If it even was the fact that she drank, that is. She won't have it. Going outside to the other world, she appeared beside Axel in a alley as the portal swooshed closed behind her, the scenery meeting her eyes, yet she blinked as they blurred for a moment. For a second. This better not get in the way now. Her face glaring as she frowned, she studied the setting, that was almost futuristic, but to her, reminded her of the castles she knew, and had lived in. Metallic...most of the houses and buildings, were made out of some metal, of course, with some bricks. The bad thing about this was that all of it was either a color blue, white, gray, or some other shade that fitted all of the above, yet, that was about all that was different compared to other cities. It was very tidy, neat, and everything was clean, the concrete streets were smooth, the lines looking like they've just been done recently, the asphalt and sidewalks were like new, and in certain corner, there were trees. Wires along the metal poles, a typical, while not exactly normal, town. No doubt they can find a nice, and if the money was enough, expensive 5 star hotels instead of the poor and low hotels filled with dirty men that they just left in that planet. Which was perfect for her. They can enjoy the luxury, while staying the night. And the best part was that this was highly protected against any bugs, traces, anything that had to do with a device, or its energy, so it can be fit for their defenses. Letting out a breath after she gave a second glance around, she said to Axel, as she eyed the passersby and pedestrians, "We have to miv-move in and pick pocket..." She shook her head, raising a hand to rub her eyes as they went out of concentration again, not to mention that her words were starting to sound slow, and almost...out of beat. She recovered once more quickly, giving a chance to regain her proper sight, and she slightly tensed, detesting the fact that this was actually occurring when she had to go and rob people. It sounded fun, and thrilling. Yet, she was going to do it. For it to be easier with her situation, she had to pick some manwhore. There was always one in these parts, unfortunately. On the other hand, she couldn't, still, believe that she was stuck with Axel in all this. If it wasn't for the fact that she will be chased by other Organization members if the redhead didn't succeed...she was wary of him. No matter what he said, there was this distrust, and this, while trapped, and put in the back of her mind, indescribable dislike and hatred of the guy in reality. But apparently, at the same time, she thought he was handsome and her body spoke volumes to her in reaction, even when she didn't want to. So now, she was dealing with the most incredible oxymoron to live with. She slowly chuckled to herself, not able to control it, but then halted, noting that she was getting a bit too...amused.
I rather not answer the rebel thing because I will go to my Axel fangirlism =3. Something you don't want to hear, I think. And I don't know :/. I...
