OOC: Rawr! *throws chickens* WHAT DID I SAY?! DDD< "A foreing transfer, as predicted. I detected some accent in your consonants, though is extremely vague," Saïx replied monotonously, bringing out his Cheese Doodles, but still not eating it, as he needed to exude professionalism. He had seen from the corner of his eye a brown haired girl running off from behind him, and he only took a second to look over his shoulder, before she was gone. Did somebody else wanted his assistance? Saïx shook his head slightly, noting that if anything, she would come back later to bother his existence. With a glance at the two remaining, he stepped forward, and turned the knob, opening the door to his office, yet did not come inside as he gazed blankly at Roy. He wondered what is it the boy needed. "Do you have your class schedule, the map, and have you signed in?" Might as well ask, because, he should have those on his posession, and if not, can be easily taken care of.
OOC: ANNOUNCEMENT: No more spamming. Rawr! D< *throws Kit-Kats* And yes, Hell. You should find a way to distinguish human and dog xD. "Hmm," was what Saïx responded, studying the new face of the school thoroughly, and taking in the dog's words. Distracting himself from the young man, he had eyed the dog again, finding it familiar somehow. It didn't take long for him to connect who she was, as it was the student that he had saved from the other bullying canine. Even with the realization, he did not outwardly expressed it, and decided to ignore it for the while, as his job back then was done. Focusing on Roy, he nodded to him. "I do not think you need to complete any required work as of now for the courses, as school has only been about two months. It is nothing to worry about, yet, if you do want to catch up with the classes, you simple contact the teachers, and let them give you a short description of your work. You are a registered, correct?" As he studied him carefullly, he noticed that he wasn't the normal American. "Are you a transfer?"
Larxene looked up when she heard Marluxia's voice out of her bored sight of Xemnas attempting to open a portal, and didn't even bother glancing to her side to spot his figure as she just raised her hand up, and caught the tape recorder in her hand, a slight tap sound heard at the contact. She shifted her big, doe, aquatic eyes that were too innocent for a female of her personality to the object, moving it in her palm as if it was the most interesting item to study. To her, it was. She needed a outlet to single out her thoughts, frustrations, and to vent, as well as her personal sentiments, and she now didn't mind picking up this old habit. After all, she had a lot to say now, just under the few hours or minutes, she didn't know, that she'd been back. She could call this her "healthy" way of expressing herself without having to kick a rib or two. Despite the fact that she wasn't opting to look at him, she did steal a gaze at the pink haired man, somehow noting that there was a sudden change in him. Very subtly, but there, and her eyebrows came together in a skeptical reaction. The ill-willed gleam in his eye wasn't fully there now, that's for sure, nor did his face appeared as fierce as it was just a few moment's ago. She pondered how she could even spot these things. The only distraction that came to disrupt her curious research on the member was Axel's response, and Larxene snapped her head at him sharply in a suspicious manner...in a very natural, and accusing way, simply because she was alerted by his remark. As she should. There was no doubt to always question this man after all the crap that went on. He was a disgusting and vile creature, and the exact symbol of what desertion and treachery that this world, or worlds, have. The thing was, he didn't come off as having some secret agenda as did the others who did choose her, yet, she would've bet that his reply was going to be her, completely certain, so, it did kind of make her glare at him hard when it was the opposite. Yeah, nothing that Axel did was ever right to her. Not that she gave a damn. If anything, she would knife out his guts if given the chance, and make building blocks out of them to play with. That was a good vision, and it made her smile for a bit as the thought gave her goosebumps. The good kind. She did roll her eyes, however, at the way he worded his answer. Since when did he ever sound like he understood what he was saying? Larxene would expect this from someone like Zexion, not...this idiot. This was fully twisted. Although, she was aware that Axel was in some small percentage, intelligent, to give him a piece of credit, as his manipulation skills were to be taken into account, as well as his sharp orchestration. She was to ignore that for her own amusement and resentment, nonetheless. She did feel as if something was in want of clearance, though, and she directed this at the redhead. "Convincing? Are you kidding me? Xaldin, if anything, can rival my sadism in a landslide, and that's saying something. The only difference is that I find it more for fun, while he does it seriously, yet more coldly. And will do harsher things, from what I have heard. And seen by myself on my time here. Have you noticed his ruthless behavior and attitude? If anyone is to make any of the Keyblade wielders angry enough to attack, it would be him. I'd say we're on equal status in this situation. But, then, we know a particular someone who was also a bit on the cold-blood route who fits the bill as well, back in a familiar castle. And people think I'm bad. Seriously." Evil glare of doom again. Just for added measure. And even with the effort, it came out looking as a pout. Huffing, she finally settled her eyes once more on Xemnas, having nothing more to say, who had given up on trying to create a type of Dark Corridor to be useful for her to pass through. Xemnas let out a calm sigh, leaning back on his seat with a sort of grace that could only pertain to himself, after the failed try of making a portal. He had thought that with more will power, especially when concerning him, it would be able to be done, yet, it seems, he had underestimated the grasp this entity had on their right of passage. He had listened, nevertheless, at Axel's words, and for a moment, he was the only one convincing enough for him to reconsider. Either way, it was voted, and he was not going to risk Xaldin for those reasons alone, lest something occurs that may end his life. If anyone had to prove themselves, it was the only female so far, counting out one specific other. Now that the reminder was there, he contemplated why she hadn't resurrected like the rest have done. Odd, indeed. He had to focus on the now, however, and simply eyed Larxene at her outburst. While she did have a point, he had to admit, it wouldn't make a difference. She was the one to go. Having a while to see if anyone had anything more to add to the current conversation, if that's what it should be called, he went to announce blatantly, "As predicted, it does not work. I had thought I could manage, but it seems as if this enemy has a tight, and strong, hold over our method of transportation." His gold eyes scanned them all. "We need a group effort." OOC: And that's as far as I will go on that one, until further notice. Now, onwards to Nami-chan. Naminé blinked her eyes, her orbs delicately falling on the now clasped hands of her and Roxas, and she couldn't help herself, but stare at it in a silent, yet vague shock. She knew it shouldn't have been possible, but her face had warmed considerably as she felt her body tense, and the only time she had experienced this in a sort of similar nostalgia was with Sora back in Castle Oblivion. It was odd remembering his actions, and the way he went about them, as Sora did have a way with words, despite the fact that it was all a lie, yet...Roxas wasn't him, and she knew this, because the touch felt incredibly different from both times her hand had been held. With Roxas's, while Sora's was soothing, his was...she couldn't find the right word to describe the sensation she was going through at the very second. Alive? Whole? Right? Her breaths had quicken a little, and she just stayed in this position, knowing that the warmth radiating in her palms from her important person was...nice. Sora and Roxas weren't the same, and ever since she had met him, she was glad to have the blond be her companion. Those days at Castle Oblivion seemed...vacant in comparison, now that she had someone for herself to confide into. Thinking back on Roxas's words, however. made her feel suddenly guilty that she was distracted by it....but, in honesty, she did not have a answer to it as she should have. Mostly, because...she didn't disagree with him. At the thought, her eyelids lowered dejectedly, as the surface of her eyes began wavering and getting glassy, her lips frowning, and her expression sorrowful. Naminé understood how he felt. She could accept her fate more than him, as she never had such a desire to be friends with others, or to be normal, because no matter how much she wanted it, she could never be normal to a certain standard. And she had spent so much of her time alone...so she wasn't as affected. The only hope that had kept her when she returned to Kairi, was the need to be whole and not disappear into darkness, but Roxas woke up something inside her...something that was already there, as she recalled her hesitancy to meet with Kairi and go to Destiny Islands before. Even with not having any ties to hold her like he did, she...did want to be her own person. She did want her life somehow, and at the same time, she knew she wasn't ever suppose to exist, and that she would never be complete without her other half. Roxas and her could live to be and see each other in both of their eyes, pass Sora and Kairi, but was it enough? Naminé was aware of the role she needed to fulfill... It was uncanny how much, now that the reality was set into place, this feelings surfaced. She was fine and happy with it before, wasn't she? So she should be fine and happy with it now in turn, right? But...there was something about being this free again... Something swelled up in her throat, and she found her vision hazing with a mist, and she had to blink her eyes once more to take it away. Looking at their hands again, she returned the gesture more thoroughly by pressing and squeezing them gently in a communication that she knew, and shared, his concerns, and finally gazed up at him, meeting with his striking, placid cerulean eyes. Her head nodded at him in reply, her voice timid, soft, and low, more fragile than before, "Yes...yes I do..." Shaking her head, she composed herself, though her eyes said otherwise. "But we can't...they need us, Roxas...and, we can't be complete without them...and...it's for the best...?" Naminé clammed up, swaying into silence for a moment as her stare never shifted, before giving a sigh, a bittersweet smile tugging her lips, as she went to clear her bundled up mind, and drift away from the topic. "We shouldn't think about that now...so, for the present, we should enjoy the time we have. Would you come with us? You can see Hayner, Pence, and Olette after, as they'll be right here."
Naminé's eyes grew at the response from her blond companion, snapping back from her slight startle when Sora had come in, and joined her. She was about to say something to the brunette, until Roxas had answered first, and his words made her lapse into silence. Her eyebrows creased, and she eyed him a little confused, wondering where all this was coming from now. Well, she could guess, but really, she had believed he had moved on from any bitter resentment of Sora, or his fate. Watching him intently, her eyes followed him as he strode past her, and she stood still for a moment, lost in thought at this turn of events as her vision didn't move from his retreating back. Flickering her sight to another side, she saw Hayner, Pence, and Olette in full view, now that Roxas's figure was gone, and she stared at them for awhile, before nodding to herself in a sort of resolution. Turning around to Sora, she gave him a concerned glance, before placing her palm on her chest, a sort of sad gleam in her eyes. "I'll be right back, okay? I'll try to talk to him..." Taking in around her surroundings once more, she then focused on the task, and set off after him, heading away from the secret spot as she got into the alley. She spotted Roxas close right away, and slowing her steps, she calmly walked up to him, only halting when she was close to his presence, and looking at him directly. Naminé didn't know exactly what to think, though she did want to understand what was bothering him. Sighing, as she fiddled with her hands before clasping them, her expression set gently and tenderly, and her voice was more hushed, though she also showed that she wasn't quite connecting his actions. "That was quite something to say...Roxas. Didn't...I thought you came to terms with our fate? Remember? That we didn't fade into darkness, and we can live through Sora and Kairi, and remember ourselves as we were..." Her eyes quivered a little, and she averted them to the floor, closing them for a second. She reopened them, and concentrated on his face again, tilting her head. She somewhat pondered if he was going to dismiss her or ignore her like he did before when with Repliku at the beginning. "And...Hayner, Pence, and Olette, the real ones this time, can get to know you, and be your real friends. It doesn't have to be just Sora...I mean, how did they act? I'm certain they like you." She then softened. "I want to be here for you, Roxas. You can talk to me, what's wrong?"
OOC: Damn, I kind of forgot where Saïx was. Don't you have Xemnas, HellKit? Saïx was heading back to his office in his silent stride, munching on CheeseDoodles that he had gotten from a vending machine in the Faculty Lounge, for a slight snack. It had been serene and calm in the school today, which was probably due to it being the weekend, and every student knew better than to be stuck here. He had left Axel the red letter under the crack in his room door, and he awaited his return for their next conference. He needed to understand his absence from classes, right after he had warned and reproached him for doing so, and even went as far as to give him a chance to prove himself. Something he would never do, and for the boy to go on behind his back, and break the first law that was laid down, made him not only murderous, but wondering whether his action was the correct option to take. Perhaps he had been too soft. As he got agitated at the train of thinking, he bit into another CheeseDoodle that he took from the bag, and approached his office door, only to see a familiar female, and a unknown young man he had never spotted in the building before. He knew all students from their faces, watching them grow, and graduate, and this one was undoubtedly new. Stopping in front of them, hiding the CheeseDoodles on his side, and a little behind his back to not have it in the way, he eyed them both blankly. "May I help you?" He smirked cheekily at her, suddenly resembling a fox. "Not only was that childish, it fully backfired on you. Really, you should've known that Larxene would turn that around. She's not the type to run away and crying her eyes out. I shouldn't have been so concerned..." Axel went to dig a hand into his swimming trunks pocket, to see if he had his iPod with him. He knew he got his cell phone from their pit stop at the car, yet he forgot whether he ever brought that teeny mechanism. He found it empty, except for his wallet, and of course, the cell, and he frowned a little, disappointed. How could he ever leave his music behind? He was feeling in the mood, especially after he was a bit better with the depression that came over him with that certain event that didn't need to ever be mentioned. He was still jaded from it, yet, it was enough to keep the bargain of their trip, and somewhat enjoy it through all the freaking drama. As he walked along the boardwalk, he noticed a stand where they specifically sold pretzels and ice cream, among other goodies funnel cakes and the likes, and he grabbed Rei's hand in his to stop her. Not really thinking much on the contact, or the fact of the sensation, he quietly led her with his hold to the small shop, his green eyes shifting around the menu. He really had a desire for a few things there, if only he wasn't so broke. My gawd, did he fail on that. He still couldn't stand the thought. He ignored this, however, can't do anything now. Axel turned his head to look at her, sending her a charming wink as he let go, and leaned casually on the counter soonafter. "Now....we eat. Want to trade the pretzels for funnel cakes instead?" Aerith blinked, a bit startled on Cloud's sudden leave and...well, that was weird. Watching his back run off with a raised eyebrow as he went back to Leon and Yuffie, she thought for a moment about the problem being solved. All that was needed was for Tifa and Cloud to have a bit of a conversation, and that will clear it completely. It was better than nothing, and giving a nod to herself, she turned around, and headed to follow Tifa's footsteps, wanting to check on the girl who was in the lockers. Maybe talk to her for a while. And if she still wanted to take a quick dip in the pool, then she wouldn't mind it. The bitterness won't be in it, and it appeared Cloud had his own plans with the other two.
That's exactly it. Given, the Data Hayner, Pence, and Olette, were not real, and in reality, they had never met him before, but as we've seen, Roxas appears to be a dweller in Twilight Town constantly, even when he was in the Organization. And some of his scans that we've seen in the new advertisement for 358/2 Days, center there lately, as well as it being a place where he and Axel hang out and eat ice cream after a mission. We also do know that being with friends like them, and having a normal life, is what Roxas longed for since the beginning. If we go by the small boxed, credit scenes at the end of Re: CoM, we can safely say that Hayner, Pence, and Olette have seen him a few times around, so his face might've been ingrained in their memory. Whether he ever talked to them at one point, or had bumped into them, remains to be seen. Another reason, can be that with the connection that maybe extended to their data selves, when Pence asked Sora if they met before, they somehow remember him in a clouded, vague way. Though, this one is almost impossible unless it has a good explanation, so I stick with what is said above.
I don't know why people are using the "he can't feel love, so he doesn't have a orientation" argument. Since when are feelings the only thing that draws you into a a gender? Has everybody forgotten the body's physical need? Desire? Lust? That's where attraction mostly comes from. Love =/= only factor. Coming for the topic, no, I do not believe Marluxia is gay. At all. Is just a stupid stereotype that fans have put him in as a joke and ridicule because of the fact that he has pink shaded hair, has a pink scythe, and exudes cherry blossom petals (sakura) most of the time. In Japan, pink is considered to be manly, or rather, not only fitting to women, and cherry blossoms symbolize death, which doubtlessly matches his Grim Reaper appearance and basis. While Nomura did intend for him to be a woman originally, the fact is, it was changed, and in my opinion, he came out the most testorone inducing male member of the Organization. He has a deep, baritone voice, he's graceful and has a sort of aura of nobility, and arrogance, and has acted from beginning to end as a man, and not a word he has spoken can make him seem as if he was gay. Even Saïx can be questionable with his Xemnas worshipping, even though it seems he did it all for his Heart, rather than the leader. Really. Is all because Marluxia has pink hair. If it wasn't for that, I foresee it wouldn't harbor this much discussion, or it would be such a deal as it is now. Then, there's also the fact that you can pull the "game characters don't have a orientation as they are simple data and pixels", which goes against everything I've known, or what Sora and Kairi ever stood for so far.
But I think the perk is being her servants and supporting that throne as she waves to her scared sh!tless adoring people. The rest are slaves. And....feeding tube?
I just noticed now just how...it sounds xDDDDD. ROFL! ROFL! I wasn't expecting the turn out when you said you were going to post it...^^;.
OFF WITH YOUR HEAD! D< Or worse. And why do you get any special perks? D: I'm her friend too...
YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYZ!!!!! WE GOT A DICTATOR! 8DDDDD *bowz*
LOL! xD You used to rule an area? *o* And it is? o.O I thought it was a dumb creation of my most bizarre and creepy imagination that cannot be controlled >.>. It taints my soul Dx. But, yes. You = Pwn the world. Especially if you're Light.
ROFL!! xDDD No, seriously, I honestly LOLed. The moment you said that, I pictured you sitting on one of those thrones that move wih people supporting it, which was me, ICSP, Repliku, Fire, etc., and I see you waving as the world bows down to your PWNAGE in royal clothes. ...... Yah, I'm weird D:. ZOMGZ!! THANKIES! COOKIE + CAKE = 8D
Thank you, Fire x3. And Anwita, you pwn the world :P.
ZOMG, Anwita! 8D :glomp: :glomp: :glomp: :glomp: THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU! You are AWESOME =3. ILU♥ [IMG]
OOC: Alright, Kitty. And yeah, I got the PM. I was just busy tinkering with a few things in the front page. Your character is a Prep, right Death?
OOC: Good thing you started now ^^, I added you to the front page. All I need to do now, is wait for Carne Asada. I have a tendency to wait for people, don't I? -_- And Hellkitten, from what I read on page 8, you can't be both a Prep and Skater. Either choose, or be Undecided. Unless, of course, I misinterpreted the whole thing, because if so, please ignore :D.
OOC: I thought Roxas was heading to them, or was about to? xD Anyway, I'll hold off the Org. since the other half are not ready. Though I was thinking more along the lines, that instead of having Sora's group go through the hassle of all that, that the Organization can keep the portal open (in a certan spot, maybe Twilight Town) with their united strength, until Larxene goes and gets the rest to talk. When they reach there, they can also help with the portal if it comes close to...closing. Otherwise, there's no such a real need of sending anybody, she'll just be a greeter, basically. Ehhh...I dunno *.*. Naminé had departed ways with the group by her own after a while of seeing how things would turn out and silently contemplating to herself, thinking that since Sora appeared a bit busy, she could move things along and fetch Roxas while they try to sort out and deal with the new addition to their group. Jack, right? That was his name, one she kept forgetting. She did not bother to run as she traveled down the alleyway to the secluded room, in case Sora did decide to follow, and was somehow catching up. Naminé was uncomfortable to be leaving him behind like this when he wanted to go, and even now, she was not entirely sure, yet she made certain that she gave him a sign that she was heading to look for Roxas, and he wasn't the type to mind such a thing as he seemed alright with it. Nonetheless, it still bothered her, and she kept looking over her shoulder at any glimpse, closely to regretful. In the end, however, after a while...a short while, she finally made it into a clearing, and she heard slight voices in a light conversation. She paused carefully, helplessly feeling a little self-conscious, as this was one of the areas she had never stepped into before, even when she was in the Data Twilight Town and the real one. Truthfully, she had always remained at that abandoned and empty mansion, hidden away from...everything. And she had never personally met Hayner, Pence, and Oletter either. Her lips frowning in a second of hesitation, she shook it off, and decided to head in, her ears picking up the very knowing male voice that just now spoke, though at her distance, it came out low, and sounding like a mumble. When she was at the entryway and just beginning to walk again to go inside, she almost bumped into a fit, but lanky body, and if she had not paid attention, there would've been a clash if she didn't halt herself in time as well. Her cornflower eyes grew a little as she noted the known outfit in front of her, though, and she ran her gaze up from his chest, and to his face, meeting with startling cerulean blue eyes that none other belonged to the person she was looking for, blond hair and all. She blinked for a minute, then went to mutter his name, startled..."Roxas..." She tried to say her next words in a courteous manner, as she didn't know whether he wanted to leave the friends behind him for now, or if he had filled his desire to see them enough to come with them. It was really up to his decision, and while she might attempt at convincing him, it was in the end, what he wanted to do, and she could not force him to join if it was not in his interest. Roxas was truly stubborn when he had the right motivation, though to her, it was more amusing in a good way, than irritating as some would see it. Staring passed Roxas's figure, she gave the three friends a small smile in polite greeting, not wanting to appear rude, or intruding, having only ever known them by face...and even then, it was not their real faces. Focusing on the matter at hand, she looked back at Roxas, giving a stiff nod, ready to explain her presence. "We are all gathered up now, Roxas. We have Sora and the rest there, and we are planning to go in The World That Never Was to take care of the problem...or, reach a solution. Together, hopefully...if it works out..." Her expression deepened as she got more serious, though her soft tone never changed. It was in her nature. "We're waiting for you, if you are willing. A extra hand couldn't hurt...I mean, unless of course..." She flicked her eyes back at Hayner, Pence, and Olette in question as to what she meant.
OOC: Yes, to everything xP. And yeah, Dr. Evil, you asked for Roxas, I just haven't placed it there yet, and I keep forgetting (you haven't used him). Who's in the cafeteria? Since Naminé is there, I think I've seen mentioning of some going in there ^^;. My bad for the delay of this reply, but I had a huge block, and I still don't know what to exactly write. But, here goes nothing... Tifa let out a long breath, wanting to sniff as she took another intake of air, yet not letting herself do so, still refusing to show the very affect of what he did. She remained there, not saying anything, letting out a few more remaining tears that were just bordering able to hold on, and could not be stopped, which was more reason not to turn around for her. However, she felt his presence, and his steps closer to her, and it made her skin prickle and crawl like only he could make her respond, no matter how much she did not need this type of reaction. That, and she honestly didn't know what to say, more so, as she was still upset and angry, and hurt to even really focus on his words without truly questioning if he really meant them. Tifa could not fool her mind and self by saying that it didn't make her feel more...elevated, however, at him admitting that he acted like a @sshole, and she...she just didn't know. The impact of what happened was too fresh, and she could not really face him right now. Did he feel regret? Well, she could hear it somewhere when he spoke, but did he really think what he thought before about her chest defining who she was? He didn't really answer that. Just accepted that he said it. Cloud only had to make it worse by saying that "I love you", because now, she didn't want to walk away, and it made something within her swell positively along with the current pain, to the point where she had the urge to turn around and hug him. Yet, she ignored it, rebelling against her own need, and making herself be more resilient. She didn't want him to see her this way, all crying and pathetic looking, with red, puffy eyes, and tear marks. Swallowing softly, she turned her head to eye Aerith just enough for her eyes to show, who appeared quite flustered, and as if she sensed it, shifted her emerald gaze to her in due time. Tifa knew Aerith was one who could understand, and just by the realization of her glassy orbs, she was aware what she was going to do and why. She found her friend asking quietly, by her concerned expression, if that was really alright, and she nodded. Aerith took it in stride, and gave a nod back, sending her a smile. With the message sent, she simply began to walk again, regaining her steps, heading to the lockers where she could hide away for the moment until she was ready. Aerith watched Tifa head off for a while silently, trailing after her back and seeing her go in to the locker room that was now more close to them, only to then concentrate back on Cloud, giving him a awkward, unsure smile, trying to pass off the fact that her blood was rushing through her veins like fire, and her heart was beating milliseconds after a flip, yet she managed to be cool under those circumstances. She found the last of his sentence sweet and honest, and it reached out to her the most, her feelings heated at that, something she could not easily turn off. The idea of them being only friends was recent, so it wasn't like she still wasn't deeply hit every time he did say I love you, even if it was to both of them, and yet, never having him at all. Clasping her hands together in front of her, she stared at him, and sighing, her face now dismal, and almost, exhausted., she said with a shake of her head, "Don't worry about her, she just needs time to calm herself. She was more hurt by this than I ever was or will...to be truthful, I wasn't that roughly shaken, considering that anything wasn't directed at me. Yet, I know she isn't entirely mad at you anymore...she'll probably come around and talk to you once she's fine..." She knew perfectly that Tifa didn't want to be seen in her state right now, but she also could not tell him that. Either way, trusting that he'll take her comforting smile as a sign that he does not have to fret, she looked at him longer, her voice lowering and softening even more as she kept speaking, but with a strong resonance nevertheless, "I do think you could've worded what you said differently...yet, you're right...is not good to part this way, with the three us of, I mean...I think we can get pass it..."
♥ ReplikuBear-niichan remembers. :glomp: :glomp: :glomp: Thank you! =3 You're the very first to say it to me, forum wise xD. So you gets lots and lots of HUGZ AND LUV from your lil' sis. You get lots of cookies, and cake, and your favorite food :P. Still don't know how I feel about being 19, though.
