Demyx froze in his step, to terrified to move another step. He wanted to cry, but he was even too scared to do that. That Kunai almost hit him, and probably would have if he didn't move. Luxord see's the absolute fear on Demyx's face. He puts his hands onto his hips, looking to Larxene. "Do you have ANY idea what Xiggy an I have been threw!? You think you're so tough an scarry just cause Demyx is ascared of you." He didn't look scared of Larxene at all. "Lemme tell you something, missy. Both Xiggy an I have been threw some really scarry stuff. Even more scarrier then you an your sick self. I suggest you put your knives away or else."
"M... Miss Larxene?" Demyx calls softly. He was still on the bed, but his pillow and blankets were left as he found them. "W... we can help take care of you an Mr. Zexion... Right?" He looks to Luxord then to Xigbar. His seafoam eyes travels back to Larxene. "I mean... Miss Vexen knows where we are if she has the potion ready an stuff." "Are you mad Demy?" Luxord threw his hands into the air. "We'll be eaten by the Vexe-Monster if we leave! Uncle Zexxy said he'd protect us, but he can't if he's asleep like this. We gotta help him an then leave." Demyx looks to Luxord with a confused look on his face. What was the chibi gambler talking about anyways? "What's a Vexe-Monster?
Demyx nodded and pulled himself more twards one of his fish sheet pillows. He pulls it up infront of his body, as if that pillow there would keep him safe from the rage of the Savage Nymph. "What game did you wanna play?" Luxord sniffles, hearing Zexion's voice. He holds his hand out to Zexion, being pulled out of the hole. "I wanna go home... I don like this place..." He cries, sniffling still.
Luxord was still in the shallow hole, crying. He's about 100+ feet away from where he left Xigbar. The stupid rabbit. Scarring him off like that. He didn't stop crying while he sat there, and in the end didn't hear Zexion's comment. Demyx looks to Larxene with big, feared eyes. He knows the woman isn't to be taken lightly. She's not just intimidating. She won't hesitate to kill. Even a child. He just has to be even more cautious then ever since now he was caught and alone with her. "Um... I wanna see Saix please..." He spoke. Saix is really the only one who don't fear her. Or so he thinks.
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((Demyx is ded.))
((In Bambi's forest, seperated and crying for their mommy.)) Demyx wonders around the halls, yelling for Saix. He don't know how much longer Zexion could really hold back Larxene. The woman was scary in her own way. He didn't want to be alone with her, no matter who said it's okay, he'd always want to be with someone else. For his own life. "SAIX!" His 5 year old voice yells and echos in the hallways two floors down.
"FOUND THEM!" Demyx yells, pointing to the top of the dresser that's bigger then him. Demyx only went up about half way in height. He looks back to the two adults, finding Larxene pinning Zexion to a wall with a Kunai at his throat. "Stop fighting!" He yells. He didn't know what to really do. He, instead, runs off to his bedroom door, and out, yelling something about telling Saix.
"I know how to make chicken soup!" He spoke up in his own defence. "You take the can, an open it. Then you put it in a bowl. Then you put it into the microwave an turn it on an enjoy." Well... he was partially right for chicken noodle soup. Though her ending words made him wonder if he really should stay with her and help her get better. He knows that Vexen is going to need his help in fixing this mess. Not to mention, finding Xigbar and Luxord.
"Miss Larxene." It was rather adorable with how he's trying to give her orders. He still is her superior after all. "You are too sick to be up. Go on to your room an wait in bed. I'll be in with some chicken soup." He pulls his hand free from her, then starts to walk with Zexion down the hallway, and twards his room.
He shookd his head no innocently. "Nu uhu. Yor sick, Miss Larxene." He pulls his hand free from Zexion's grasp, and holds it to his chin while thinking something over. He then gives a big, goofy, child like grin. "I can make yous feel better, Miss Larxene! After I help out with Zexion! Go to your room an' wait for me there!" ((Awww..... Larxene wants to kill Demyx and Demyx wants to help her get better... JUST like my little brother....))
"But..." Demyx starts to protest. "Miss Vexen needs me so we can fix ourselves to our right beings." He didn't try to get out of her grip, actually didn't really notice it. Nor her final word when she spoke. Just like himself as an adult, he was rather clueless. More like the child he had came from and some how just matured physically. "An I don want any ice ceam. I got soda!" And that soda, which seemed to have magically vanished, was really in his extra large coat pocket.
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Xigbar wasn't alone in his own crying fit. No. Luxord, who had fell into a small hole, was alson on the ground, crying for someone to help him out. With Xigbar, it wasn't half bad, but now that he's alone, he's scared. "Okay, Mr. Zexion!" Demyx spoke happily. He grabs the use to be shortest Nobody's hand,and just starts to skip off. Though he'd skip in place while waiting for Zexion to walk with him. With Zexion nearby, Larxene won't hurt Demyx too much. Or so he thinks...
"I'VE GOT LUXY'S PLAYING CARD!" Demyx yells happily. "They are in my room, on my dresser. But I can't reach them when I'm this small." He looks over to Zexion. "Wanna go with me an' grab them?"
((Vexen might not be back on tonight or for a while. A friend of her's had lost their grandpa. Apparently this guy is important to Vexen too.))
Demyx smiles, taking the pop and just holding it. "Thank you very much, Miss Vexen." He responds. He didn't open it, just held onto the bottle like some sort of temperary stuffed animal.
