Hearing a voice, Larxene tilted her head up, surprised to see Roxas, standing across from her, his hair and cloak swooshing softly in the wind. "Roxas..." she said, a note of sadness hanging within her voice. She was silent for a moment, trying to find her voice. At last, when words were able to form within her mind, instead of a statement, of asking why he was here, a sharper question shot out. "Right before...Axel faded...what did you see?" she asked, her voice wavering slightly. "What...what happened? I'm not...accusing you...of harming him in any way...but tell me...what had occured...before?" It was hard to speak without suppressing a tear that now threatened to fall from her eyes. "Please...tell me..." she pleaded, most unlike herself but with Axel...she just wanted him...back...to know...his true fate...no matter how inclement it may have been...
Larxene and Namine please. :)
OOC: I apologize if not using Xemnas has caused some troubles for everyone...but um, he's still waiting for a response from Xin...:sweatdrop: Zexion frowned. Roxas was telling him that if he didn't tell him where Larxene was, he would ask the heartless instead - their enemy. Was the Cloaked Schemer now associated as a foe? There was no wonder though...having been caught attempting to murder Axel already, all trust from the boy had been lost. The only reason Larxene had an iota of respect for him was because he was willing to help her find out who might've caused Axel's death, and could trust him as he had helped to rejuvinate her chi flow the night before. "Axel..." he remembered that were the words he had mumbled in her sleep, as she clutched his chest protectively. That Nobody had meant truly meant the world to her...no matter how much she tried not to show it...and now, she was being completely distraught, and not having any scruples or reasoning left. If there was a way to bring back Axel, or have a spark of hope that he was still alive, she would do it. Even if it meant listening to the enemy, or killing herself... At that thought, he instantly raised his arm, opening a portal that would take Roxas to where she was, according to her 'scent'. "I will allow you to speak to her alone for now," he said, turning to him, a cold expression in his eyes. "But whatever you do...don't have her...any more upset than she already is." Dramaxus...who exactly is he? Larxene thought, biting her lower lip. And...what do you know?...Nothing about the truth of Axel, I have to assume... After following lead after lead, they all led to nothing. She couldn't find out a single, freaking thing about whether Axel had truly been murdered or not, and she was running out of options. She just wanted to know now whether he was truly faded away, and if the machine Vexen had placed him in merely failed, or it was something other. If it was the latter, she would instantly find the perpertrator and make him pay for his crime. If not...then...what point was there...to searching for a heart? To being alive? And if even if there was someone who had murderded her love...after avenging him, what would be the point of continuing on? In truth...he was the Proof of her Existence...not merely the other way around... "Axel...where are you..." she murmured, a tear slipping down her cheek, as she tightly clenched her fists. "Please...tell me you're alive somehow...and you're...you're...not truly faded away...Axel..."
NAME: Nymph of Destiny CHARACTER NAME: Zexion AGE: 18 HOBBIES: Reading, studying, experimenting, and writing poetry/stories. WHY YOU WANT TO JOIN: I have always loved RPing, especially since it reminds me of writing a fanfic, and since this RPG seems so awesome (might sound redundant from so many others, but it is true), I would love to be able to join, especially since the RPG contains other members who are very literate and would know how to weave an intriguing story. SAMPLE OF RPing: The Oblivion Castle was quiet, as all the members were fast asleep in their beds...that is, except for Zexion, the Cloaked Schemer, number VI in the Organization. He was in the kitchen, walking from the refigerator, to the sink, to the table, and back, setting up breakfast. Zexion had slate-grey hair that obscured half of his face, while his dark, midnight-blue eyes shone with cleverness. He was clothed in a dark cloak, which outlined his thin figure. As he steadily continued to work upon preparing the morning meal, he couldn't help but frown, thinking about yesterday evening's nightmare. Being a Nobody, he could not feel, so a simple dream would not have bothered him so easily, but the context of it were so...unnerving, he couldn't help but contemplate about it... "I can feel venom...running through my veins...it's eating at me...slowly torturing me..." he recited softly under his breath. "My mind is being blinded...by a cloud of blood...I see everything in crimson red...I can't escape from it..." Remembering these words, his frown deepened. "...What does this mean?" he wondered aloud. "I can't fathom the true meaning of this at all..." Shaking his head, he heaved a sigh. "This is just a silly dream, and I'm getting myself all worked up over it," he muttered to himself. "Why should I need to reflect upon this?" Despite the reassuring words he kept telling himself, he could feel the insides of his stomach twist, as if filled with doubt and uncertainty. How foolish...he, a Nobody, having the slightest emotion? Impossible. Utterly, completely impossible... ...Or so he thought... ---- In case you are wondering why I chose such a young age for Zexion, it is because I have read from an official source that he was the youngest of Xehanort's assistants, which has led me to conclude that 18 would be befitting for his age.
Hey, everyone... Kairi...you're crying? What's wrong? Did something happen...?
Sounds interesting so far...! Oh, but I think you meant "Sara spun around" instead of "span around"...Although I do wonder...why don't you put this in the Creativity Corner...?
Lowering her arm, Namine bit her lower lip, trying to think of a plan. "Then...what can I do? Or...is this something that only Kairi can?"
Zexion glanced at Roxas, as he stepped over to stand besides him. "Roxas...what are you doing?" he hissed. "I was telling you the truth - it was not me..." Turning back to Max, he said, "Now then...if my prescence was there...then either someone other is trying to pretend it was me, or something other..." He hesitated for a moment. "That is all, Max...you may leave now..." He glanced at Roxas. "Come with me..." Raising his hand, he opened a portal of darkness to take them back to the lab. He then turned to Roxas, waiting for him to step through first. "To the Shrouded City?" Larxene repeated, raising an eyebrow. "...What for? What are you planning now?" She was wary of her enemy, uncertain of what he knew or what he did not...and she didn't think going to her foe's territory would be a good idea...that is, until a member came to help her, and she was now alone... Axel...where are you truly? OOC: Well, Carbuncle Gem, Daxma and Xert are good RPers, like they use basically correct spelling and grammar, but perhaps you just need to tell them how to change their character so they can join?
"...No...do not take my darkness," Namine said, looking up at him, definantly. "I will keep this darkness...and side with you...because I wish to help you back into the light somehow. There must be a way...Sora...and even if I suffer...I will do what I can to aid you." Taking a deep breath, she raised her arm, attempting to absorb some of Sora's darkness into her.
I have to go so...talk to you tomorrow? Oh but I hope everything will be okay...and just try to calm down and think positively before falling asleep...! It'll help! *hugs* Night'!
And through that suffering... Namine hesitated for a moment, before tilting her head up, speaking aloud, "And through that suffering...regardless...can you...would you return?"
Are they often something that scares you, or worries you? From what you can remember?
Hmm...are they often the same thing?
But...what if I remove my darkness? Would you...continue to hunger for more? Namine asked, closing her eyes, suppressing a sigh that had rose in her throat. Sora...why...what...what made you fall into the darkness? How did you let it engulf you...?
Hmm...often...I read that nightmares come from subconscious fears or worries, or a lot of stress...do you have either...?
Oh, Chaser...are you alright? Your...head hurts? Your nightmare must have been awful...everything should be fine though, so don't worry...by the way, would you like to continue this in pm or here...?
Quickly sidestepping the attack, Larxene frowned. Here she was, in a ring of fire, much like Axel's. Was he trying to taunt her? Or was this just his elemental power? But...wasn't that like Xangel's already? Unless he had the same or was able to mimic others' attacks? Whatever it was, she was really not in a mood to fight... "I don't have time for this," she said, frowning. "Do you have a point in fighting me right now? Why is it that you want to kill me? Is that exactly what your superior wants?" It was weird, reasoning with her enemy. Often, that was Zexion's speciality, as he preferred to use his ingenuity and wits to trick his enemy...but for now, a fight would drag on way too long, and Axel...time was merely wasting. Hearing Roxas shout, Zexion turned to face him, ready to answer all of his inquries, when he heard Max speak. Tilting his head up, he saw Max...or rather, a dark, shadowy form of him - a heartless like version. So...Max is busy? he thought. How unusual...however...I can obtain my answers nonetheless... Glancing at Roxas, he leaned close to him to whisper, "Wait one moment...I shall tell you everything after this." Shifting, he turned back the creature. "Max...you've seen Larxene before...correct? I assume you're assisting her somehow?" he reasoned. "I am trying to help her discover...who murdered Axel...made him fade. This member of your Organization...Daxent...he claims it to be Saix...but do you know anything...of any traces that perhaps...I cannot even find...around the machine? Or has your member told you anything?" He hesitated for a moment. "I can understand if you do not wish to tell me...already I do not know your motives for speaking with Larxene on so many occasions...however, I understand that she is astute enough to follow along with her common sense and such...so unless you were helping her somehow, she would not keep willingly coming to visit you...as I'm sure you might have realized already, she does not trust easy, and she is wary of especially her enemies...so you must have something valuable for her to see you...and I hope that you can tell me...about this."
And no matter what you do...you can't seem to get yourself cheered up? Happy...?
How can I help you Sora? How can I help you... Namine thought, clasping her hands together, looking down. I want to...but...how? Can someone...anyone...tell...me...?
Is...there a lot in life that upsets you, if you don't mind me asking?
