“Regret it?†Larxene chuckled, feeling the tingling satisfaction of watching Xion suffer at her grasp. “Ohoho, I doubt I’ll regret a moment of this.†She squeezed harder, smirking at the feeble grip the young girl had on her own hand. How pathetic. “What’s this?†The Nymph queried, running one kunai blade across the fingers that gripped her wrist. The blade didn’t take the digits off completely, but left a thin red, seeping line of where it carved into the flesh lightly. She chuckled again, her grip loosening a little more; she did want to see her wince in pain from the cut, after all. “I think you’ll be the one regretting at the end of this run, you little pregnant whore.â€
Keep composed. Smile. Nod in agreement. Shit yourself.
With her fist tightly clenched, Larxene slung her fist outwards. Her knuckles connected harshly with Xion’s jaw, sending a tight crack echoing through the sparse streets. With the same hand, she gripped her throat tightly, hopefully cutting off the air supply. “I’ll kill you.†She hissed, leering intently into the other girls eyes. “And I swear, I will not give a second thought in doing so.†With her empty hand, she summoned her kunai, sending static to fill the air around the two Nobodies. How dare she.
Ah, not cool. Suppose you gotta make best of what you got left, eh?
What. Larxene’s azure eyes snapped open, a low growl tearing through her clenched teeth. How dare she even say such a thing, how dare she even insinuate such terms against her. “What did you say, whore?†She hissed, lunging her hand down towards the girl and grabbing her by her black hood. “You wanna repeat that with no teeth in your skull?†She tightened her grip, and pulled Xion closer. Quickly, she lifted her hand, taking the young girl upwards and partially off her feet. The Nymph leaned down, just so she was at ear-level. “Go on.†She hissed. “Say it again.â€
Larxene turned, glaring at the small girl that lay similar to her on corresponding building mere metres away. She seemed peaceful, and at ease with the world around her. Hah. Nothing to worry over, maybe? Before one could blink, Larxene was on her rooftop, stood over Xion and looking at her in a scrutinizing fashion. Her hands were clamped to her hips as she peered down at the black-haired girl, one blonde eyebrow arched pitifully. “Aaaw, is little Xion tired from doing nothing? How pathetic.†She spat, straightening up from her bet position over the girl. She paced slowly – or what she assumed was slow – across the roof as the sun beat down from the crystal blue sky, her eyes gently closed. “Hey kid, have you seen Demyx? I need to...Talk to him.†She questioned abruptly, one eye now open and looking towards the girl.
Oh wow, Cin. I wish I were as witty, and good with the back-up-plans when I look like a twat, just like you :=D:
No, actually. Just because I have respect for those with the disablities does not mean i have them. Don't assume such things and you'll sound like less of an asshole.
People should back the fuck off with the discrimination and bullying bullshit on people who have learning difficulties and physical disablities. Shit isn't funny, and you'll find that the people who are victims are twice the person the bullies are.
I smell some bitchin' happening. Have fun, kids. I feel like the world would be better without judgement. If people got to know the true person beneath the false shell, less heartbreak would occur.
(OOC: Everyone say "awwww" for Asterisk!:=D:) With her hands resting on her hips, Larxene’s set of azure eyes scanned the small streets of Hollow Bastion. It was rather empty, she had to admit, which made it a lot easier to find Demyx. With her eyes set on a building before her, the Nymph ran towards it, reaching lightening speed in less than a second. With a slight arch of her foot, she jumped, grabbing the ledge of the building and pulling herself up completely. Her eyes scanned again as she proceeded to walk across the rooftops, making little jumps every so often over gaps that appeared between the numerous buildings. It was times like these that she wanted her heart. That way she could actually get on with life and not worry about missions, having a superior on her ass, or anything else like that. She wanted it...Well...Normal wasn’t the right word to describe it, but it was getting closer to that point each day. It was just annoying having so much drama buzzing about. Zero-percent Drama was not something she wished to obtain, as drama was such a source of entertainment that it wasn’t something Larxene wanted to give up, but not something she wanted directed at her consistently. That’s more annoying than anything. Pausing, the blonde nobody decided to place herself down on the ledge of a building. If she focussed, then she would be able to hear his whiney voice from any angle. But only if she focussed.
The lack of maturity in some members astonishes me. Milex bit her lower lip, sighing considerably loud as she repositioned herself in her seat. Bringing her hand upwards, she brushed it through her electric-blue hair and brought it back down to her side in a calm fashion. “Wow.†She frowned, a sarcastic tone lining the words she spoke. “I didn’t expect such an idiotic reply. I’m taken back.†A smile – aggressive to a certain extent – curled across the girls lips again. On this occasion, a fraction of her white teeth glistened slightly. “Actually, I don’t even recall ordering you to do anything. All I did was ask, you know, because that’s what mature people do. Ask. Not say stupid crap such as ‘you can’t order me around’.†Looking back at the Nobody, she witnessed the eagerness that grew in his eyes. It was odd to see such a thing, but irritating at the same time. She kinda wanted to bash his head in.
Next wednesday is the day I go into my exam years. This certainly will be fun. Yourself?
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Larxene exited her room swiftly, shutting the door slowly behind her. She was still angry, very angry. He took her plan, a plan with her sacrifice to be made to help complete it, and he took it for his own. Glancing up and down the corridor, the Nymph sighed and walked to her right. The stone floor below her made clipping sound on her boots, breaking the intimate silence the hung in the air around her small body. Where would he be right now? Probably going through with the plan and finding the Turks? Pausing, Larxene shut her eyes and let out another tired sigh. She wanted sleep, but first, she must smack some sense into the water mage. Upon the reopening of her azure eyes, the Nymph’s pupils dilated vastly. “He’ll be in Hollow Bastion. Finding them.†She muttered, her usually airy tone hardening viciously. “I’ll kill him.†Opening a cold corridor from thin air, the small blonde wisped away into the harsh void, and into the streets of Hollow Bastion.
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