I am doing okay, yourself?
omg it's you. hello 8D
"I'll make a deal with you, sweetie..." Larxene moved her glass aside, and took Reno's, taking a sip from the deep red liquid and swishing it about the innards of her mouth. Once she had swallowed the intoxicating liquid, she ran her finger around the rim of the glass she had just consumed out of. She stared at the liquid, her tone-of-voice remaining the same as her eyes softened. "...I will be kinder, when you sprout wings and fly."
"It's not as if I caused a riot, Reno." Larxene retorted, her forehead creasing into a frown. "It was just a natural action for me to do so, and I wouldn't have done it any other way even if I was under any other circumstances.." She dropped them menu onto the table, and took his wrist away from her chin slowly, being careful not ot let any static bring harm to his soft skin. "I could have been less civilised, and a lot more like my cruel, malevolent self. But, I didn't want to spoil people's evening - paticularly yours - too much, hence the reason I took it easy on the threats." She took a sip of her wine, and looked at Reno again. The Nymph rolled her eyes and laughed slightly. "What I'm trying to say, is that it is nearly impossible for me to be any kinder or gentle than I was there. I liked the position of this table, and it was my goal to get this table. I acheived that goal, and now I am rather content with myself." With a smile, she took another large mouthful of her wine, finishing the glass off completely before Reno had even touched his.
"What the hell is-" Larxene began to question the name of a dish on the menu before her, before she tilted back forward onto all four legs of her chair. She was now looking directly at Reno, and into his eyes. She sensed a tense aura about him, which caused her eyes to narrow a great deal. "...yeah, whatever. Spill what you gotta say, 'cause I am starving.." Looking back down at the menu as a false distraction, the Nymph attempted to take interest in the rest of the menu as she prepared for what Reno what about to flame her about. Or, what she thought he was going to flame her about. What topic she had expected to arise, was that of Demyx. Which was one she did not want to discuss at this precise moment. Not at all.
name: Sparkey Username: timexhaxgone Age: :lolface: Gender: Femalion I will talk to anyone with an ounce of brain-meat in their head. And a personality to go with it, that is.
Larxene watched Reno go and shook her head. "The guy needs to toughen up..." She mumbled to herself, before tilting back on her chair and placing her feet on the edge of the table. She scowered the menu, before heavily sighing and shaking her head once again. The place had no good champagne. How sad.. So much for getting totally shitfaced that night, then. On the other hand, the red wine served here sounded decent enough to get her to actually relax a little... "I want the red wine. Have two glasses here within 5 minutes or I will have to get some myself." the nymph ordered, looking up at the waitor. "And you don't want me to have to do things myself.. Well? What are you waiting for? Go already!" With a roll of her eyes, she went back to scowering the menu of food.
Larxene looked at the man before her in the sickliest way possible. He was small and skinny, and actually looked like he needed food more than her. But whatever, he can go elsewhere for some grub if he has to. This table was hers, and if it came to it, would her name written all over it. In his blood, that is. "Hey. You. Move." The Nymph ordered, clicking her fingers as she pointed away from the table he sat at, as if the male where an animal of some sort. The man looked up, slightly taken back by Larxene's attitude. "I would have you know, that I reserved this table yesterday, and am paying good money for it-" Larxene was suddenly behind him, her body in a position so that one of her multiple kunai could slide out and across the man's skin discreetly. "I said..." She muttered in his ear, her voice stinging like poison to his brain. "...Move." She grinned, feeling the man tremble underneath her firm hands. Looking up at the woman, the frail man swallowed and rose from his seat in silence. With a slight nod towards Reno, he placed his hat back on his head, and his jacket back onto shoulders, and left without a word. "...Problem solved." Larxene grinned, taking a seat at the well-presented table.
"Scaring them silly sounds good to me." Larxene smiled, looking forward in the direction they were walking. Well, the direction Reno was walking due to her being carried. It was actually rather relaxing, getting carried for once. "Hurry up, man, I'm starving and need a drink." She giggled, a small glint appearing in her eyes.
She kissed him. Her lips were soft, but held all the emotion that Larxene could sustain in them. Her hands were gentle around his neck, and slowly, she held them there as her lips fell apart from Reno's once again. "Now, dinner sounds really nice right now. Along with some wine and music, it might just cheer me up." With a slight giggle, the Nymph actually hugged Reno's head and closed her eyes. "Now, go my stallion. Take me for some damn food."
"Don't assume things, which you don't have any evidence to support your assumptions." Larxene answered coldly, glaring at Reno with cold eyes. "Don't think that I like him, just because I want to talk to him. Don't ever insinuate such a thing." With her right fist clenched, she exhaled deeply to release the anger that had been summoned by such a thought. In the back of her mind, she was nodding. But that part of her was very wrong. Very, very wrong..
"Yes, we talked.." Larxene explained, swallowing before she continued. "..And I want to talk to him some more. I could tell he wanted to say something to me, but it just wouldn't exit his damn mouth. I want to know what he wanted to say so badly." Plus I also want that phone back... She shuffled slightly, and looked back at Reno again. "..so..I guess that rant wasn't what you came for?"
He wanted the truth, didn't he? Well, the truth was going to sting him more that it stung Larxene herself. "...Demyx is on my mind." She blurted, her voice small compared to when she was bluffing and bullshitting her way through excuses. She stood, looking at the redhead with all the belittlement she had been strung down to. How would he react? This couln't possibly come down to them fighting, could it? Of course not.. Demyx wouldn't be the one coming between them. Nothing would.
Looking up at the man before her, it took a moment for Larxene to acknowlege that it was Reno stood there. Instantly, she was on her feet, huddled into his warm embrace. He was so.. Secure, for some reason. She has sensed the worry in his tone, but that didn't put her off from hugging his body tightly. "I was hoping you would come..." She muttered into his suit, before letting him go. She brushed herself down, and stepped back a meter or so to let her mind settle back into the present, rather than in some distant place it was in a moment earlier. "Sorry about hanging up on you.." She lied blatenly, keeping her sincere eyes locked with his. Her voice still held a slight edge to it, but nothing that was too noticable. "I dropped it, and on the after-thought, I realised that it had to be disposed of before any of the others seen it; we aren't permitted anything like a cellphone, and if found with one, would result in my.. Extermination." She winced slightly, but still kept her eye contact. He had to beleive her... Right?
oh, sweet 8D So overall, a good day :3
Staring at the card in her hands, Larxene closed her eyes slowly. In a way, the Nocturne was right. She shouldn't have the phone. She shouldn't be in the situation that she was, and most of all, she shouldn't feel the love she did for Reno. That brought her to the question. The ever-longing question, howling in the back of her mind like a raging wolf. Could she actually feel love? With another small sigh, she looked around. Nobody was here, and she was alone in a street in the middle of Hollow Bastion. With great care, she sat herself down onto the floor, and leant back against the wall of a building behind her. Again, the question rang its bell and echoed around her mind. She would have to face it, she couldn't feel love at all. Heck, there was barely a person - or nobody - out there that she actually felt a mutual relationship between. She liked the attention she recieved, and that was the inevitable fact of any situation she was placed in. She liked power, control and attention. All of those just happened to be sent to her in the neat little packages that were Reno and Demyx. it wasn't a matter of choosing, perse, it was more of a logical think-through of her options. She could still feel the paper moving around in the pocket of her jacket, and for some obscure reason, it was still warm after the minutes it was left there after the Nocturne had slipped it into the compartment. A hint of curiosity flared, forcing her to wonder for a moment what was scrawled on the paper. But no, she would read that later; now was for thinking. Thinking and hoping.
heyhey ! :lolface: I'm okay, thanks. and yourself?
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With her mouth open and ready to speak, Larxene stopped. A muffled ringing could be heard from the inside of her jacket. Wow. What a moment spoiler. How timing could ruin everything. "oh shi-hello?" She answered, zipping her cloak back up to it's original spot. "Reno..? Hi, what're you ringing for? Kinda a bad moment to call..." Glancing up at Demyx, she swiftly looked back at the floor again after clearing her throat. (OOC: sorry for how short it is.. gotta go.)
"Spare me the sob-story." Larxene retorted. "This is all an attempt to make me admit what we both know is true, so just leave your stupid questions." With a shake of her head, she crossed her arms again and looked away. "Would I have kept the promise for this long? huh? Do you really think that I would go through all the trouble of holding myself back from tearing you apart, if I didn't Care!?" With a slight groan, she brought her fingers to her temples, more static filling the air around her. Was he really trying to push her?
