“Hold you’re horses, cowboy.†Larxene placed one sparking hand infront of her. “...I’m not keeping my promise? Is that what you’re saying? That ‘you don’t give a damn’ crap is pure bullshit. If I didn’t give a damn about you, I wouldn’t have wanted to find you or involve you in this plan of mine, and to be honest, you would have been launched from this building with your jaw snapped by now.†Folding her arms, she glared up at Demyx, her bright eyes seeming to freeze on his face completely. “I hurt Xion because she got too carried away with her mouth. I warned her twice before actually hurting her, and really, I’m not one to give chances.†She still looked at him, her soft features examining his expression as she slowly leaned towards the wall beside her. This was a discussion long overdue, and although it probably wasn’t the best environment, things were getting out into the air between the two. I shouldn’t do anything too rash. Self-control is something I need to sustain.
Oh jesus, I know. I have the strange compulsion to hit them, and my mom was not happy to hear that I was under no circumstances going to have...
Family gathering today, it involves music, dancing, alcohol and a barbeque. Due to this I'm unsure whether I'll be online tonight. I guess I...
Family gathering today, it involves music, dancing, alcohol and a barbeque. Due to this I'm unsure whether I'll be online tonight. Heck, I'm not...
I'm alright I suppose, I had to tolerate children yesterday, which had its ups and downs. Children seem to like me for some unknown reason, and I...
Lovely, isn't it? c:
good boy :lolface: *pats head* ... :glomp:
Oh no, I didn't mean to claim you implied such a thing. I was just in one of my rambling moods, you know how it is. Another apology for my abrupt...
Larxene glanced behind her, looking the newbie that presented himself, and turned back. She wasn’t really bothered by the guy with the skeleton of sorts on his shoulder. What was he, a pirate in a previous life? Did he feel the need for something on his shoulder? She giggled to herself, and looked towards Demyx, her azure eyes flitting up and down his body as a rather perplexed expression dulled her face. “And why would you wish that?” She replied, crossing her arms. “I thought you would have expected the remarks I have made here; it is me after all.” Returning to the window, she pressed her fingertips harder towards the glass. A small trickle of light lit the small areas of the pressured windowpane under the leather tips of the Nymph’s glove, making her smile with some form of pride, as if she had achieved something she had planned herself. Slowly, cracks branched out like hollow veins, sending splintering sounds out into the hollow corridor. “How lovely,” Larxene commented, tilting her head to her right a fraction and smiling again. The fractures spread wider as the lights paled into a white embrace, chirping the odd spark here and there. The essence of burning also met the senses of The Savage Nymph, which made her strangely satisfied with what she was achieving: searing through the window slowly, in a controlled manner she was undoubtedly eager to achieve. And this is what happens when I get bored. This should be a lesson to Xemnas, showing what can be done when you let me be fed up for too long.
Larxene’s body tensed as she watched Demyx move closer. Her eyes were heavier and yet still rather distant in contrast to the usually sharp, bright eyes that were to greet any oncoming person or Nobody – or anything, actually. But no, not now. Her expression revealed a sullen shadow in her light. A stain on a white dress. I rip in the fabric of tranquillity. An ink dot on a page of scripture. A fault. Again, she didn’t reply. It felt insanely painful to hold back like this and stop things from spilling, spilling in many, many different ways that one could not imagine. This type of emotion – this type of false emotion – that flared within her made the Nymph feel rather vacant, like the shield had been removed, showing the person it protected on a daily basis. Revealing the person beneath it whom did not want to be shown, and did not plan to be shown in the near future at all. Still, no reply. Just a vacant, slightly sullen stare. All because of pride.. P-R-I-D-E.
The nymph’s eyebrows twitched, edging their way further together as if to frown or form an angry expression. She resisted, and merely leered up at the Nocturne. “What do you want me to profess to you? What do you wish for me to proclaim, spell-out, or even scream at you in bold capital letters?†Her head tilted to the side slightly, her face cringing further into a more irritated type of confusion, rather than the previously curious type. “Is it so hard for you to read between the lines of things? Or are you getting to be the type to lower and degrade others until they spell it out?†She shook her head and closed her eyes slowly. “Go on then. Tell me what you want to know. Spell it out, if you want to play that game.â€
“You speak about cats like you know alot about them.†Larxene commented, raising a rather squashed eyebrow, which was still crammed against the window. “...Like you’ve owned one or something.†A small smirk lit up her face, lighting up her features like a strike of lightning through the darkest of clouds. The thought of Demyx having a pet amused her in an odd kind of way, like she expected that to happen somehow but didn’t know why. She leant away from the window, blowing on it forcefully to cause more condensation to form like a big splodge on the clear sheet of glass. This time, before it could disappear, she drew her own small illustration of a lightning bolt, and watched is evaporate with that same hint of amusement. It was like a game, creating things and watching them wither and die before her. ...wow, I really must be bored to be doing this. “Are saying I’m as adorable as a cat?†She smirked, watching the rain slow down a little. As the humidity seemed to increase the thunder grew louder, and the lightning flashed colours that are were even more mesmerising than first encountered. “Because I wouldn’t say they were adorable either. They’re just...†She shook her head, still staring outwards as she searched for words. “...Anyway, I don’t need to explain myself to you.†She commented in an airy voice. “If I don’t wanna be a cat... Or like them, for that matter, then that’s kinda my opinion.†She tilted her head, looking upwards to the clouds almost directly ahead of the castle, hoping for more electricity to build.
Slowly, very slowly, little creases formed on Larxene’s forehead. “Don’t.†Was all she said, closing her eyes as more static – and tension alike – filled the air. She actually didn’t want to hurt him, and for that reason, she was tempted to portal away. But no. She would not do that. That wouldn’t seem right, not at a moment right now. She just wanted to walk away from everything, kill those stupid turks, and return for her heart. Once she obtained her heart, she wanted things to be right. But, of course, things were never right. “Don’t ask me to hurt you. Don’t tell me to hurt you. And don’t expect me to either.†Her hands slid behind her back, both of them gripping one another as an internal war raged within her; she could spill everything, lose the respect – or what little she had – of others, and mostly, lose respect for herself. It just really wasn’t worth it.
Larxene looked up, one eyebrow raised as she stifled a small laugh. “What is that supposed to be? A trick question?†She shook her head, looking back out of the window again. “As for the rain, it’s all right. As long as I’m not caught in it, I couldn’t care less. I just dislike the feel of water on my skin, and the way my element just goes crazy around it – I can’t control it properly once it’s in that kind of atmosphere.†She leant forward, just so her forehead touched the cold glass, and remained there. “Life gets boring, and I suppose cats are boring, too. I don’t like cats. I don’t like animals... Honestly, I don’t like many things.†A small giggle made the pane steam up around the contours of her face, her eyes examining as the condensation shrank to nothing once again. She stood in silence, listening to the patter of raindrops, the rumble of thunder...
Larxene stood up, turning to face Demyx with a small sense of curiosity. He was beginning to make her irritated...or maybe even angry, if he pushed her far enough. “Nothing is going on with me, Demyx.†She answered abruptly...coldly. “And come on, I thought you knew me better than you actually do. You shouldn’t be surprised that I lashed out at the kid when she came out with that bullshit. I asked her where you were... and that was it.†Small sparks flew from the Nymph’s hands unexpectedly, forcing her to readjust her gloves and clench her fists several times. “I don’t even see why she taunted me like that. It was stupid considering I only asked her a question...â€
it's in the creativity corner, called "The Elements of Vacation" :3 Hope you like it.
Larxene didn’t look up, and still stared towards the sky. “I was asleep in my room... And I woke up and ended up walking here.†She mumbled, her fingers still touching the glass. “I don’t feel like reading, and I’m not particularly in the mood to do anything.†She closed her mouth, realising she had spoken too much as she examined the clouds more. “I’m assuming you have girls in your room.†She commented on the murmuring that could be heard from where she stood. “I seen one of them enter, but I just didn’t want to waste the energy of wondering what was up.†She clicked her tongue rhythmically to the patter of the rain. She loved this moment, staring at the rain as the lightning flashed amazing colours. It made her feel... Alive? At home? ...It made her feel good.
Larxene fell silent again. Man, he was getting daring with his questions, and it made her the slightest bit irritated – or uncomfortable, she did not know which feeling was more powerful at that moment in time. This time, she waited for the thoughts to fill her mind of the topic at hand. What was it all about? Her mind drew blank, forcing her blonde head to shake side to side as she tried to think. And yet... Nothing. “I don’t know.†She muttered, her eyes narrowing. “Would you know what to day if you were in my position? I doubt you would. I doubt anyone would. I just wanted to hurt her so badly, and to stop the words flying from that mouth of hers...â€
same here, been writing a fanfic too, other than that, nothing much. Today was alright, nothing amazing.
Hey there, not much really, you?
