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Larxene sighed, and looked back into the castle. It was thick with tension in there, and the atmosphere was something that could make her snap and seriously injure someone.
The night outside was humid, with a light breeze enlighting the air that the Nymph inhaled. How lovely this evening was, indeed.

Shuffling herself onto the ledge of the open window, Larxene gazed at the star filled sky. "Take me away from this place, please." She whispered, closing her eyes. Her senses caught movement, then sight of Gex in the wall.
Idiot.
With a click of her fingers, she sent a small strike of lightening to the structure surrounding his head, hopefully setting him loose.
And again, she went back to looking at the sky.

Larxene turned, her sharp azure eyes catching a small blurr cast down from the window. She sighed. What was with this castle and drama? It was getting rather pathetic, and unbearable to say the least. Roll on the night where a mission comes forth, so she can get her ass outta this place.
With another sigh, the Nymph took an exhasperated step towards the window - or what looked like a step, which in fact, was several, her feet becoming too much of a blurr to actually look like she had ran to the tatty frame a few meters away from where she previously stood.
Peering from the window, she examined the scenery outside.
What was that?

you owe me 3 minutes of my life.

1:13 from the pathetic video.
1:47 from disinfecting my ears with bleach.

There's a big thing that you have.

It's called an ego.

Stick it up your ass, please <3

Larxene caught eyes with Xion, and locked them there. That thing... was pregnant. She had a child in her stomach... or whatever. It was inside her anyways, and it was taking a vast amount of the food she consumed, the liquids she processed and the air she took in...
It was sickening.
Soon, the Nymph's eyes moved down to her stomach, and she swallowed.
Somehow, the though of an existence in another being frightened her slightly..
"What are you gonna call it?" She blurted, looking at Xion in her eyes again.
...Where did that come from?

You should.


The type that de-rep dalk find themselves the next morning without ears on their head, and toes replacing them.


































Smelly toes.
._.

You should.

People who de-rep dalk get their ears bitten off and replaced by toes.







































smelly toes.

here...

I GOTS YOU A CASTLE CAEK!




happy b-day, hun. x

:]
anytime.

wait... :lolface:

inb4takingthepissoutofthepurposeofthethread


wait


too late :lolface:

"And with you being an insensitive little pubescent twerp, you fail to feel any empathy at all in a female being punched in the chest. I suppose if you were punched in the same place where I punched Demyx, then you might feel the slightest bit of reason as to why it hurt to an extent where I felt like I was going to vomit." Larxene answered him coldly. Now, her 'feelings' had changed. That little blond brat can get crushed to death for all she cared.
Indeed, a moment of weakness had thrown her, but was there a moment in this situation where the topic needed to arise? No, there wasn't.
And so, the temptation to tell Xemnas about the pregnancy, the betrayal, became harder to resist.

Very hard.

Well..... :lolface:

Oh christ.
Larxene shook her head, sighing as she massaged her temples lightly. How obscure. Roxas was acting... Not himself, while Xion was pregnant. What the hell was all that about? Was that even possible?
Wiping the spinning questions from her mind, she made a mental summary of the full situation:
Roxas was accepting the soon-to-be death of Aerith. Also being cocky. hmm.
Cloud was in denial, like the bafoon he is. He was going to kick Roxas' ass...
Demyx got his dancers to drag Leon here, in my room. My room.
Xemnas is oblivious to this whole situation, as is Saix, and when they do find out, we are in some deep crap.
Well, isn't this just lovely.

"Where is Cloud and Roxas?" Larxene asked, raising a speculative eyebrow at the water and fire wielders. "Personally, if they do fight, I would feel obliged to watch such an event." she sniffed, sitting herself on her bed and crossing her legs. "It's obvious that the pain that Cloud feels will be portrayed through his anger and aggression. I wouldn't be surprised if he lashed out on him, personally. Although, I don't like the thought of the big blond idiot hitting a fifteen-year-old kid. It just doesn't seem right..."
Now she was slightly confused. Would the Nymph enjoy spectating such a display? Or would she feel the need to intervene somehow?
On the other hand, maybe they wouldn't fight afterall.
Laying back slightly so her had was on the messed up covers - thanks to Demyx. Idiot. - she gently closed her eyes.
"It seems to me that we have some drama on our hands. And when he wakes up..." Larxene waved her fingers in Leon's direction. "We'll have even more drama to contend with."

Thanks for taking the time to type that out, dems. I appreciate it. I will be able to read through it, but I might not be able to respond...

eh. fair enough. It's 1am now though, and I am being forced offa here now. Goodnight :glomp:

oh. We had.. a mild disagreement on messenger last night. And I wasn't in a good mood yesterday anyways, so I guess my replies to her were a...

D8 She is evil. Oh, and is she still upset with me? >>

D8 why not? and was it a warm hug? If not, I will kill her.

8D ! ~dances~ we cans be stoooopid.