"Not illusions, more like a delusion," Xemnas replied shortly in his ever monotonous voice, waiting for the other two to arrive, and if they will not come in the next, very short minutes, he will have to send someone to bring them both back. They should not be alone together for too long, in his perspective, they were already starting to become suspects. Roxas just nodded at Axel, a smile on his face as he broke him out of his troubling thoughts, and kind of shook his head at him and Zexion ganging up on the Melodious Nocturne. Truthfully, he didn't like it when that happened, as Demyx being who he is was susceptible to being ignored or scolded, but compared to the rest here, Demyx was a breath of fresh air from the otherwise coldness that surrounded them each day. He brought something new and different, and if the mullet haired man didn't belong in the Organization, it was only because he was too pure when they were all tainted and calloused. Even he was tainted. "Come on, guys, stop picking on him. I think him not being like the rest of us is what balances this whole Organization." At this, he turned to the said musician, a devious smirk appearing on his face for a different reason, his deep blue eyes twinkling with mischief. "And my turn. Truth or Dare?"
"That would be physical pain, Demyx. It's the nerves on the body, and I'm certain you know of how a body works. It does not need a Heart. Emotional pain, however, is something we cannot feel. Our minds are simply used to these reactions, and will convert them that way outwardly. There might be a echo inside, but is is never truly there," Xemnas thoroughly explained, more calm with the water wielder as he seemed to be more curious, than demanding. But, he left it at that as a resolution. One thing was sure, that it was indeed taking a bit too long with Marluxia and Larxene than needed to just simply inform the man of a meeting. Those two...
"I don't think there is a truth, because I don't know myself. Wouldn't finding out who I am, and getting a Heart, be a goal of the Organization, and our reason to join, eh, Demyx? So I won't be breaking any rules if it does happen," Roxas responded after a moment of silence, the smile on his face etched there as he stared at Demyx unfazed, and blankly. Of course, that wasn't the case, but it wasn't right to be put on the spotlight this way either in front of everyone, including their leader, and he wondered what made Demyx ask that question in the first place. He didn't want to judge anything worse of him, however, so it was best to ignore it despite the fact that he was sharp enough to be more perceptive and doubtful, and it was in him. This was the present, not the future, so he could not be aware of what he would do in the long run. It was almost odd. He had been questioning some things, about who he really was, and whether he should set off to find them, but at the same time, he didn't know what awaited him if he did. He desired for answers, and no one here was willing to give them to him for some reason. He didn't have any memory of his past life unlike the others, and apparently, he was suppose to be "special", yet it was never explained why. The only fact he knew was that someone else besides him....that Sora, wielded the Keyblade as well, and that was as far as it was to go, though it was tempting. He wasn't sure what he would do, and....while he was a bit torn, it wasn't the moment of calling. Though he didn't know for how long he could live with this, bothering him inside, and not understanding his own self. It's not like anyone will be sad or disappointed when he was gone, they were Nobodies in within themselves, no Hearts, and he was starting to think he was giving too much effort on feelings that he did not really possess. But this friendship with Axel....it was different. He mattered more than what the rest here did. Just what was it? He had responded before Xemnas had a chance to reply to Axel, and he looked up again as his vibrant cerulean eyes settled on the dark aura that was directed to his best friend for such a while as he had contemplated his existence. "I will refer to you how I want to refer to you, Number VIII. Don't begin to push me to the brink, because I will make sure that it will be understood not to dare speak back to me. I won't ever want to hear this from you again. Now, are we clear?" Xemnas stated acidly in tone as his expression hardened, narrowing his eyes slightly at Axel dangerously, face and posture threatening him of what would happen if he was not kept quiet. Yet, not truly feeling any anger or irritation, as was to be. He was all willing to deliver the punishment needed to fully silence the man permanently, and if he was to keep talking, he will be the first to join the lower Nobodies that were in themselves their servants. He was just waiting for the right time for the redhead to recklessly open his mouth to him once more. "If you do not like what I call you, you can do the favor of leaving. It will only be one man short in this mission, and as this is your number, I would address it to you when it needs to be so you can remember your place. We cannot feel pain, and I do believe you have created this illusion that it is possible, when anyone of us should know better than becoming a victim to things that do not exist and are vacant. It's in your mind. You remember what you feel in your memories. Unless you can explain the lack of Heart, and to express emotions? Now, this will be the end of our discussion between us." With that set behind, his gaze settled on Roxas, the chosen one. He had gotten thoughtful of that inquiry, and it was a act that caught his attention. "And you would have prevented the loss of Xioimara?" Larxene lightly told him indignantly, and in disbelieve, producing a giggle out of her mouth as she stepped in the portal to get back to Where Nothing Gathers, staring at Marluxia amusingly over her shoulder. "You know, I actually heard little gossip about you that you were with her from dear Xigbar, and it doesn't appear like you're doing a good job on hiding your amazing little ploy." Putting a finger to her lips as she wickedly smiled, with a wave of her hand, she disappeared, the Dark Corridor left open for someone else to follow.
*wink* He's our next President already, give him the chance to do something, before complaining. And I can't believe we're talking about inexperience since Palin has absolutely nothing to reach for, and if McCain ever died, we would be stuck with her as a leader. I'm just going to continue drinking my Obama Kool-Aid :D. Yum. Cherry.
Yes, I do believe Roxas is more mature than Sora. It's obvious in how he handle things, questions, and seems to have more common sense. He picks up on things, and tries to find answers, and while furious or challenged he may Keyblade the hell out of you, I would think he can gain a sense of more control and patience. For example, Roxas would not have gone and stupidly blabbed and insulted Demyx with such lack of tact. Of course, I would say his pent up anger and emotions, let's just say, or "emoness" when in TT was rather out there, but you also have to take in the fact of what he was going through. People he doesn't know appearing out of nowhere claiming they know him, weird vortexes, sudden pauses when his friends walk, experiencing odd things and creatures, etc. More so in the end, where he lost everything. In 358/2 Days, I feel like he's even more mature, just by his quotes, words, and complete demeanor, yet at the same time, kind and cheerful. I believe his "emo" would show up once in a while as proven, more like sadness this time, and I think we may find the real, sane Roxas. Bascially, I love the kid ^.-.
"Are you daring to correct what I said, Number Nine?" Xemnas countered with his deep, vibrant orange eyes gleaming coldly to the mullet haired Nobody as his words came out hard, stern, and presently hazardous to the point where the air suddenly shifted in tension, and became heavy. Raising his arm, a static sound filled everyone's ear, and something shining in a orb like sphere appeared in his hand. It would've been good for the neophyte to remain in silence, as he would not stand for that kind of insubordination. "You are already in a problem because of earlier, and I won't accept you questioning what I said and why I should not say it. We have no emotions, we can't be bored, nor can Axel express himself, and specifically shouted when I was just done with my announcement, and he made sure to show his 'disdain' of what I set out without watching his choice of words. I don't need you to suggest anything of how I handle things, do you hear me?" In a move, the orbs disappeared as he stared down at the water wielder. "Do not let me take measures I do not want to. Thin ice, Demyx, and you're hanging by a thin string. I would advise you to keep silent." Roxas, once Xemnas went to speak, kept quiet as there was a sense of friction in the room, and with creased eyebrows, he took a glance at Demyx in concern. Holding his reply until the Superior was finished, he would think that will be the end of the conversation, and there will be no talking back from the side being scolded, as he did not doubt the leader of this Organization wasn't capable of performing the harsh act. The last thing he needed to see was someone converting into a Dusk before his eyes, something Xemnas had over them, and what some of them even feared, though they shouldn't be any fear in their empty chests for being who they were, as they were reminded of it right this very moment. It was all very confusing to him, and he didn't believe he will ever make sense of what he is, and whether there was a chance of a Heart under all the complexity. As nothing, but that soundless atmosphere reigned, he went to perform a distraction, for Demyx's sake, as he kept his gaze on him, his voice echoing as he answered, "Truth?" Larxene pouted to herself, though her eyes had a glitter of a devilish smile in them, instead of her lips. "We don't need him releasing me from you. Once I learned and knew my way, that was the job, and it was done and over with. So, I am free, and able to do what I want, when I want it, and whenever I feel like it." She then went to stroke Naminé's cheek in her splendor, eyeing her in more of a very impressive tool and toy just waiting to be used, but she knew better, and is able to gain control, despite itching to say a few more choice words. In the end, she supposed the small, shattering blonde girl was worth the female companionship, and inwardly, she supposed she wasn't marked as a toy, yet more of a doll, as she thought. A doll needs to be taken care of, and not let it fall or break. Chuckling to herself, she left the female alone as she headed to where Marluxia was without performing anything else, setting to stand right next to him as her doe, aquatic eyes settle on the portal, not willing to let him get away in thinking he was knowledgeable of all. "For your information, by the way, Xemnas did not order me to get you, but I offered the task myself, and he simply agreed. We are all submissive to him with the fact that...oh, I don't know, that you are aware that you must get to the meeting he's holding, and cannot disobey?" She gave him a mocking wink, though she was honestly getting sick of his bragging rights ever since he was given that position.
OOC: Pyro will be out of KH-Vids for two weeks due to the massive research paper, but she knows of Axel being free, and was thinking of taking him =3. This will mark the first off of that challenge, I think. However, to get Naminé and Sora out of the rut they are in, I'm sure that she wouldn't mind Sora being controlled for awhile, just to get them out of the secret spot.
OOC: Is okay xD. I edit the reply to have Lynn in there, so is all good.
OOC: Alright, then. I didn't know, because you kind of didn't respond to Ren, so I thought you weren't there.
OOC: Did you read what Demyx now suggested? Maybe you can answer to that or something...*shrug* >.>. "Hmph. You didn't have to offer me a chance at power, Number Eleven, and I'm Larxene to you, b@stard, not a number. But as far as I know, I was still undecided, and never said I'd actually wanted it. And I don't need the likes of you to gain power if need be. I don't even care for the position as much as you do, as I do have my own personal reasons for even considering being in this ploy, and trust me, it isn't because you're eligible. I think your plan will fail in the long run, as you haven't convinced me otherwise that it will succeed. You're just as worse as Xemnas in terms of both not getting our Hearts back in the end, because being power hungry, is everyone's ultimate demise and downfall. Blind men leading the blind won't lead to anywhere, but failure. Especially with who you are going to mess with, the Organization, and the chosen wielder himself," Larxene stated icily as she turned her head to look at him sharply with a hard expression, not appreciating that he broke the contact she had with Naminé forcefully. She didn't move, and stayed in her place, deciding to simply stare him down. He was not going to rule over her this way. "And brought me up? So, teaching me the ropes of the Organization when I was a lost, little Nobody makes you deserve something? You have my respect, and I suppose, loyalty, yet I'm not going to be under you. Nor Xemnas. If he wants to suspect me, let him, I'm not hiding anything. I'm not what I used to be, Marluxia, and you of all people should know that I don't break useful toys." Smiling a quirky, delicious smile then at the sentence, she focused back on Naminé as if she was a cornered pure, white clothed prey, and placed her palm in the top of her head in what appeared as a tender gesture, but was much more darker. "I was telling her to be good to you, unless you like talking to a brick wall. And I like my dolls..." Taking her hand back, she then got to business, her playful manner leaving instantly when she glanced back at the pink haired man once more. "As for why I'm here, there's a meeting you need to show up in, and me, being the giving person I am, decided to come and get you. Now, if you're done with your pedophilia, we can move on."
OOC: I haven't been keeping up, though the last post was her talking to Devon, I think? Was she to follow? I'll edit if she's in there somewhere.
OOC: Is she? I don't know...
I've always wondered why there weren't any assasination attempts, period. It was amazing the hate the guy was getting. At least Palin is nowhere near the White House. Thank God.
OOC: Yeah, thanks xP. I liked the caption too. And, I do love the idea, especially when it was Demyx suggesting it =3. Sorry for not replying for Into The Void, as I'm having a slight block ^^; concerning Larxene. "Marluuuuuuxia? Oh, big, bad Lord of Castle Oblivioooooon, I'm here to fetch your mighty self-importance that no one gives a crap aboooooout," Larxene sing sang mockingly as she materialized outside a familiar hall, a grand, white door facing her as she smirked, knowing full well the presence who was in there...the two who were in there, in actuality. Her lips curled delightfully at what she was to find on the other side, expecting the man to be hovering over the defenseless, little girl as she sat on her seat, drawing, upon endless drawing, breaking and taunting her step by step. Maybe she'll do her own part in the act, but she truly wanted to get it over with, and inform him of the meeting. Despite the fact that she was getting irritated at him rubbing off his new acquired title of Lord for this building, she grabbed the handle, and pushed open the entrance anyway, stepping inside as she stared at her surroundings. Predictable enough, she spotted the mass of pink hair around a fragile, weak, and pale blonde girl, who was set to ignore him as she kept her cornflower eyes on whatever sketch she had on her pad. With her disruption before when she got here, it was doubtless that Marluxia was prepared when she came in, and as she walked closer to them both, she placed her hands on her hips, looking down deviously and enticingly to the witch that was determined to not reply. In a swift movement, Larxene pulled one of the girl's bangs hard slightly as she bent to lean over her, before pressing a gloved finger to the child's chin and lifting her head up forcefully, as she gave her a big, wide, sweet smile that exuded a lie in all ways as she cooed in a scold, "Now now, you should answer when your superior speaks to you, isn't that right, Naminé?" With a quick glance at Marluxia, she straightened up, parting from the small female, however, not taking her eyes away at the memory manipulator. "Though, considering you have to be stuck with his questionable ways of being so adorably attached to you, I would say he isn't worth the time." "I was hungry...." Roxas muttered incoherently as the lame excuse, having stopped eating the chips once Axel described what kind was it. No wonder it tasted oddly, and his tongue and mouth were hot as the result. Looking at the surface of the item where Axel's name was written, he noticed the flavor under the black marker. He cringed and grimaced as the realization came in, so he just covered the bag, and placed it on his lap, not to be eaten anymore. He could stand hot spice to some level, as he really wasn't freaking out or complaining, but he wasn't fond of it all, and it wasn't something that he'll go out of his way to get. Leave it to Axel to have something like that for his snacks of all things. Now he was to stay with his stomach empty. Roxas was closely considering making up a deal with Larxene so she can cook for him as well, being witness to the delicious meals she always prepared for herself, and the aroma that filled the kitchen when she was doing so. However, that was signing a deal that will somehow backfire on him; having a truce done with Larxene was like signing your Will for the impending doom that awaited you. Still...maybe he could struck some luck. What he would give to get a bite of that food...fried chicken, mashed potatoes, sizzling steaks, Fettucine Alfredo...anything Italian, and breakfast of all kinds, rice with beans, cooked in different styles and taste, and... This was making him starve. Was it worth it? Scratching his neck, he just eyed Axel again, this time, his tone more clear and stronger, facing him a bit from his side with a blank expression. "I thought you wouldn't mind, since, I am your best friend. You know, friends borrow things from each other, and I didn't think it something worth being upset over since it was a bag of chips. It wasn't like I was going to keep that a secret anyway when I was eating it on plain sight, and I also didn't think you would...care. I guess I should've asked..." He tried a smile to further work, but it dwindled as his eyes shifted anxiously, thinking of a another way to salvage this. He didn't want this simple thing to affect their friendship...was it possible, nonetheless, being Nobodies? Was it a true friendship? "Er, sharing is caring?" He gave a half-hearted [the irony], hopeful grin, his cerulean eyes widening innocently. It was then he remembered Axel's last comment, and turned to Demyx himself, watching as his excitement closely faded for his idea put down so swiftly, and Xemnas's decision whether it was allowed was left in the air as their Superior gazed at Axel silently, perhaps because of his lack of tact about shouting out his less than pleased outlook on the news. Still, he concentrated on the mullet haired man, and when they connected eyes, Roxas sent him a soft, kind smile in turn. "Well, Axel is wrong on one account. I would want to play, Demyx, it sounds interesting. If the others don't join, we could pass the time together then, daring or forcing the truths of certain questions out of each other, if you're up for it. I think it would be fun...and normal. We do need a bit of normalcy." "You should watch your tongue, Number VIII, the battle was over long before I even reported," Xemnas warned darkly, not needing anything else to get the point across unlike what occurred with Larxene and Demyx. His outburst was not needed, and whatever disdain he had, it was best to keep to himself. With the suggestion of the game in his hands, however, he eyed the Melodious Nocturne warily as he sighed, thinking if they wanted to pass the time, might as well do it, whoever decided to participate in on this. "Do what you want."
OOC: I MISS RIVALS!!!! TT^TT. But without Nymph, we're shiz >.>. Seriously, when she permanently comes back, you'll see the change. And I suspected something like that with why you chose Soul Reason. Though, it is going slow. As for the Thanksgiving/Halloween, it doesn't have to be the exact time frame. Axel just nodded at her, watching her go sit down for a while, before turning to the counter as he laid his elbows on it lazily, putting his head in his hand. The man was now preparing their funnel cakes....naturally, they were made already, and whatnot, but his stomach could not help to be tied in a uncomfortable knot as he saw the final touch of chocolate syrup be placed on his, and he started to become quite nervous as he shifted his position to take the munny out of his empty and broke wallet. He didn't even bother to count, because he knew he didn't have enough. He had to think of something. "That will be 15 munny." F^ck, for those damn funnel cakes?! His eyes narrowed in irritation at the rip-off, but he couldn't take them back now after suggesting it, ordering them, and now, waiting for them. He always found himself stuck in these situations because of his pride, yet hell, there was no way he was going to be paid for by a female, when it was the other way around. How courteous of him, to let a lady buy the most expensive dessert that was possible. It was bad enough she had to buy the ice cream. With a sigh as he saw the funnel cakes placed in front of him for the taking, and the worker waiting, he sighed, and gave the little munny he had, hoping he will get a discount in some way. Axel focused on how the man spared a look at it for a literal second, and then turn his hard sight unto him, and he gave a very anxious grin, only to purposefully distract himself by putting his wallet back in the pocket. "Um, you see..." "It's alright. I'll take what you have." Axel almost did a barrel roll and died. "W-what?" The man smiled, and then gave him a knowing wink. "I understand your reasons, we got to stick together, after all. And you appeared like you were about to piss in your pants from your expression." What a sense of language, Axel sarcastically pondered in his mind, though he didn't say anything, mostly because of the shock that this was actually happening, and because he couldn't ruin the luck he was having right now by his big mouth. No, he will keep the fake befuddlement for this purpose, even as the surprise was starting to fade. "Take it as a gift from a fellow brother. Besides, you got yourself a pretty one. Not going to make you embarrassed in front of her, now, she seems like a keeper." With this, he picked the funnel cakes, and handed it to him graciously as he smiled. "Take care of her, understand, boy?" Axel wanted to speak, but he didn't find the words to produce the sentence he had in mind, and so he opened his mouth, only to close it again, and the motion was repeated again, before he just nodded numbly, muttering a grateful thanks to the man as they exchanged formalities, and he turned around to walk away, not believing the ray of light that befell him in his most crucial moment. He smirked to himself in victory. He was about to correct the man before in the way he placed Rei as his girlfriend, but considering that was the main reason he got this chance, he stopped himself from spewing anything that might hurt his almost free funnel cakes. Even so, it felt a bit odd to be referred to as that. It was Larxene that was his, and somehow, they could never enjoy the simple things without having to hide because of their opposing spots in the warring groups...never be seen together. It was quite disheartening, honestly, and he didn't even know what has yet to await him when he came back to school. Reaching the table proudly, shaking his thoughts away, he sat down in the seat next to her, placing the treats on the table, and giving her a wink as he sighed peacefully, enjoying the cool breeze blowing nad rufflign hsi hair and clothes. "Done. It was funny, actually. When I gave him the full munny I had, as the price said, and which I paid for...I had enough for it, thankfully, he interrupted me to ask about you." He eyed her as he said this, feeling a bit concerned as he was mentioning the fact, but he had to give a reason as to why they were talking, and why the man was staring at her in case of suspicion. Leaning closer, with a smile, he took the ice cream from her hand, slightly making contact, before he pulled back, waving the icy blue popsicle around her face. "Ice cream first. Even with the cool air, it will melt sooner or later."
OOC: After lasting forever and a day, I am here to reply ^^;. Larxene had noticed Demyx in a fraction of a second as she went to look around her the moment she portalled in, yet, chose to ignore his soon to be faded corpse for now. As she waited patiently, only slightly sending a dark expression to Xemnas for what he did to her and the manner of how it was dealt with, it came for her to wonder what Marluxia was doing. Certainly, he must've gotten the call that there was a meeting like all the others, unless he was too busy being a pink pedophile to that little virgin girl. Actually, he will be doing just that, and somehow, she did question his...apparent interest at times. Nevertheless, he was the one holding them up the most, and as she sat in her seat with a royal demeanor, she was getting close to slouching, and laying back. It was getting ultimately boring, and it was only so much that you can stay in a chair where there was nothing going on around you that will perform a type of entertainment. That later came in the form of the mullet haired idiot again, and it was hard not to note his frantic hands and his movements all of a sudden. Shifting her cold and sharp blue eyes to him without her head moving, she gazed at him oddly, a etched eyebrow raised as his performance was highly unsanitary. Instantly, though, she merely gave him a smile...though being Larxene, it was not a sort of smile you will refer to as nice, warm, and inviting. No smile of her can never be that alone without a hint of evil within them, even when not intentional. And she just remained there...smiling almost intently at him with a sort of ominous gleam in her eyes, her stare never looking anywhere else as she just kept the focus on his form for seconds among seconds. After all this ends...after Xioimara came back, Demyx will surely know just what was she capable of. That stunt he pulled on her, was not to go unpunished, and then he will precisely understand who he had just messed with. Her victims were men, positive, wife beaters, rapists, and pedophiles [however, Marluxia remains to be seen], those who deserved her reign of horrific tendencies that will leave them scarred mentally, physically, and emotionally, but when someone gets a bit too close under her skin, retaliation was of the utmost predictability. Demyx was no different. It's been a long while that she hadn't tried her sadism to its fullest, and revel in the pleasure and joy it will bring her once she sees him writhe at her hands. And she kept smiling. It wasn't until Axel had interrupted that the atmosphere was gone, and Demyx's distraction went to somewhere else, that she merely returned to placing her vision in front of her, that smile never wavering...that smile never leaving. The main reason why it would be gone now was because she was getting slightly irritated at Marluxia's absence, and glancing to Xemnas, she merely called loud enough for everyone to hear amongst the high thrones. "I will fetch Marluxia for you, Superior." She had wanted to try a mocking tone of disrespect of the title, but saw this wasn't the exact time to be pushing her limits, as she continued with a arrogant flare that was always there whenever she spoke. "I know where he is, and what he is doing, and I will make certain to bring him back." "Very well," Xemnas simply replied back with a toneless voice as white and monotonous as the white walls of the room. He kept his orange, hard eyes on the female before him, picking up on the fact that she was slowly rebelling more and more as time passed, and it was assured that sooner or later, she will have to be kept watch on. It wasn't the problem that they were facing now, so it will be left for the future when it comes to be most important, however, it was a mental note to inscribe in his mind. Just as to keep a mental note of Marluxia himself, and the suspicions Xigbar had mentioned to him, though he'd been noticing a slight change in the pink haired man as well. It didn't take long for Larxene to close her eyes and wrap herself in darkness, her seat now empty to his sight as she disappeared to complete the errand she had offered. Xemnas let out a shallow breath, pondering whether it was well in his decision to have Marluxia be Larxene's guidance, a role that he was showered with when they found her, just as Axel was to Roxas when he had joined; to teach them, and inform them of their existences, as well what they do, and their training. Larxene was much more aware than most would give her credit for, and it will remain to be seen what will come of this. Turning to his members, he stated, "The meeting will be held longer in the delay. Once we get Marluxia, we can truly begin the reason of why you are all here." Roxas kept to himself when he saw Larxene transport off to find the 11th member of their Organization, and simply did not say anything when Xemnas reported that the meeting is delayed. Larxene was to return quickly, and then they will start. It shouldn't take long. Digging his hand into Axel's bag of potato chips that he had "borrowed" before when coming here from the kitchen, he took a bite, his teeth crunching on the snack. It was nothing for him to get mad of, anyway, as they were best friends, and really, it was a bag of chips. Unless he was protective of his said bag of chips. But, to be protective meant to care, and they as Nobodies could not, wasn't that how it went? That they couldn't feel? He frowned a little. OOC: Lol. I kind of did a tribute to my avatar xD.
OOC: *wink* That's all I'll say. But he's not wearig the same outfit, what should matter is his posture/body form/figure and his head. And he is, actually, a basis of Lelouch ^.-. "In that case, would you do me the honor of driving you to your destination? I wouldn't want two lovely ladies such as yourselves to wither in the cold, as beauties should not be seen in something so dreary as a cab that is not worth such elegance," a deep, smooth, somewhat cocky voice spoke out from behind the three females in interruption, walking his way to the side so he settled in front to take a look at them properly, his handsome face vibrant with set purple orbs that took in their sight, and messy black hair framing his forehead, small strands trickling over his eyes. It was almost like out of a shoujo manga, pretty sparkles in the air, peonies and flowers decorating his figure, leaving any females absolutely starstruck. That was the presence he exuded as he was incredibly beautiful to a mind's eye. He gave them a alluring smile. "I wouldn't want for you to waste your money as well, it will be such a disheartening thing to witness." He leaned closer as he took a step, though in a respectful distance, as he mostly eyed the redhead amongst the trio, and he sent her a wink, just as he slightly bowed politely. "What would you say to the offer? It will greatly please me, and I'm at your service." It was unexpected to see that on his way to the resort he resided in for a certain vacation from his training, he would meet the first set of women that caught his vision. He was much more entitled to the aforementioned redhead...no, not just a plain red, but a red-violet hue. However, she appeared closer to his age, young face, terribly pretty, long hair. The other wasn't bad as well, despite him knowing she was a bit older than the former, incredibly cute, had a pretty face in her hands, and the most amazing, emerald eyes he had ever seen. The next was kind of in between and a bit in the back of the two, with just a little over shoulder length, straight, and graciously smooth light brown hair, and big, brown eyes to match the fair skin in a stunning autumn complexion. Another exquisite specimen. It seems he hit the jackpot this time. OOC: I'm going to have so much fun with this...
I think this is the first time we've ever agreed on something. Epic history xP. I'm glad that I'm not the only one who's noticed this. Granted, I am a Rion, but I'm getting quite sick and tired of Nomura's lack of creativity of other female characters. Xion? A better developed Kairi fledgling [not only a flegling, but a 14th member fanfiction dream come true. Black hair? Check. Power/Almighty Weapon (Keyblade)? Check. BFFs with the bishies of Roxas, Axel and Riku? Check. I could go on with the Sue-ness, though I will still see how she turns out to fully conclude, since Watanabe is writing the story. However, bring on the secret 15th member to the fandom, as 14th is out]. Naminé? A better developed Kairi fledgling. Aqua? Not a flegling, but obviously based off Kairi. Compare screens together with those two, and there's barely a difference. Aqua is like Kairi a few years older, basicallly. Olette? Few seconds, less, of a cameo. Larxene? Wasted potential. Seriously. It's all Kairis [minus the fact that they are their own person, and much better in terms of development]. Isn't there any other girl who can be important and has plot relevance that isn't related in any way possible to her? Instead on making multiple versions, why not develop the girl herself to gain some charisma and personality? She extremely needs it. By this point, people either hate or are neutral to Kairi. I've been "grr" with this for awhile. I mean, what's next? Kairi gave birth to a Amber that looks like her? He doesn't want the "best friends" [Axel and Riku] to be happy, period xD. They will forever be single [though at least Axel had Larxene in terms of interaction].They have to watch their buddies go off with the girls into the sunset while they have nothing, and then, when they care for those said buddies, it appears homosexual to those who wish to see it. I find that unfair. Is this to keep a trio going? Cause that's also getting old.
I'm really happy Obama won. I went all bazookas when Cali went blue, though it was expected, since they've been Democratic. Once that was done, it was over. Barrack Obama is officially the 44th president of the United States. I see him as a honest man, and isn't one to make false promises, and I'll hold him to that as a person. I do have faith, and he is willing to work with others in the government, and the people. BTW, his acceptance speech was incredible. We'll be saying, "Yes, we can", for a while. OMG. Palin. *beshslaps* God, you have no idea how much hatred I have for that woman. I swear. In fact, I would've been more torn between McCain and Obama if it wasn't for her, cause, goodness forbid, if McCain would've died, that poor excuse will be our president. Definitely what scared me off. I'll end my rant here xD. On forward, I did notice a change in McCain tonight in his speech as well. He was quite graceful and amazing. Maybe if he had done what he did right at the second in all of his campaigns, his chances would've increased.
