Lol, I find it hilarious that my VMs look like essays xDD. I just noticed it now when I took a more front view. Awesome. Yeah, just ignore them....
Zeonark: [for the response xP] It's only a theory because of that Larxene line. I mean, why would she say a Heart is painful, if she hasn't experienced the actual pain of it? She seemed to believe, at least in the time where she first came to the Org., that she didn't need it. Unlike the rest, they want their Hearts. Larxene is the only one who, so far, has that opinion. So yeah, something must've happened to her. That's why I don't think it fits every traitor. Especially as Marluxia was just like, "Hmm, yeah, maybe so...". So yeah, she was either bullied, had a bad childhood, was heart broken by somebody, or something. I always felt she was insecure and covered it up with toughness as well. I don't know how much that can be true, but usually, people that pick on others, insult, are cruel, and try to gain power over them are not happy with themselves, and feel more stronger and better for preying on weaker ones. I just want to read more. There's also CoM Novels, and since she's most prominent there, I would love to see what else is to be learned about her. It can work for my RPing her as well. I do wish people saw that there is much more to her than the cruel factor D:. She should've spilled a tear. And yeah, he told Zexion about Larxene. Like "Larxene's gone, I wonder who's next?", or something like that. But, I think Axel had nothing to do with her death. Think about it. Yeah, he let Naminé go free, but no one told Larxene to go ahead and take her anger at Sora. She decided that for herself. In fact, I think she coul'dve had a chance to escape in that gap in time...from finding Naminé gone and to when she appeared to fight. I think she might have discussed with Marluxia around that time, so who knows if she confronted Sora because of him or so...
I responded to the long Larxene paragraph in the Fangroup, so it's there. I figured it would be better, since the topic is her ;P. Yeah, it is...
Yeah, I know what you mean. I'm just asking to make sure if you're fine for the old PMs to be erased [I still have them saved] and not replied to,...
Larxene was going for his side, but of course, she was watching and eyeing his every move as well, keeping herself alert, adrenaline rushing through her veins as she smirked deviously, keeping up with her pace until he took action, flexing her fingers that held her knives. Despite the seething, smoldering, anger that scorched her body right now, the raving feeling so great that her face was slightly pink, it wasn't enough to thankfully, completely cloud her mind and make her fight blindly. At least not completely. A part of her knew what to do, and that's what was guiding her, and as she thought on Demyx, she guessed he will have to wait until this was done. Because she sure as hell wasn't going to leave without somehow harming this irritating ******. When he had finally released his weaponry, which were shuriken, and multiple tiny ones at that, she didn't stop as she headed straight for them in a run, picking up her speed, and just as they were about to hit her, she slipped her feet purposefully on the smooth, marble floor, and the push was with enough force to slide her body through the ground in a matter of seconds as she witnessed the shuriken fly pass above her. She didn't hesitate as she suddenly stopped under him on his legs, giving him a small, sweet smile up at him from below, before swiping a slash of her kunai to his mid-torso as she laid on the floor still, sitting right up, not knowing if he would evade it. But she didn't stop to wonder, as she immediately followed with a half somersault as she raised her body upside down fast to deliver a high upper kick destined for his jaw, as she supported her weight with both her strong arms. And she heaved herself upward in the same second after she knew her leg swung up to give him what she supposed was a blow, spiraling into a small flip as she landed back on her feet again, prepared for another attack the moment she straightened.
She was just about to get inside, in fact, she was just meters in his room, allowing the portal to close, until she suddenly felt a forceful pull sending her flying back into the Dark Corridor, her eyes wide in surprise as she was thrown up into mid-air, the wind wiping against her clothes and hair at the light speed as she was spiraling through backwards. And as the unpredicted move that shocked her began to leave, the more her fighting spirit and abilities took over, and her fury began to bubble fiercely, shuddering from rage, before she maneuvered her body expertly in a aerodynamic flip, landing gracefully in a cat-like crouch, her arm forward with the hand touching the floor, while the other was on her room. She let out a deep, shaky breath, her face and eyes on the floor as she didn't move, the atmosphere getting thicker. Oh, if she wasn't riled up before, she was riled up now. All the problems and situations of today took a toll, and she was going to vent it out on this asshole. By damn she was going to. Growling dangerously, she stood up, hand sizzling with electricity and static as she rounded on this man, eyes steely, cold, and ruthless, and her expression was just as much, murderous and ready to kill. He had done it now. Accept his challenge? "Gladly, you prick." And she heightened her lightning as she sent a bolt to strike down on him from the very ceiling, at the same time, dashing away to the side to deliver a blow as she veered toward him, yet to use her speed as her kunai appeared in one hand.
OOC: Well, well, Deathsight. That's for me to know, and you to...hmm, not find out :P. Just wait until Xemnas gets to ya. Which will be soon :P. Larxene was simply glaring at the rival member before her, standing solid in tension, her lips in a thin line and expression hard, as her fists were still gripped, daring the other to try and do something. Everything was just out to get her, wasn't it? She might just kill this bastard to get her freaking break for once, and by Lord, it was tempting right now. Her blood was boiling already, and she did not need anyone to get her to her peak of impatience. She didn't even care to notice what Demyx was doing, taking so long, until she felt a hand on her shoulder. Her acid and venomous eyes sharply shifted to the touch, and she was so highly exhilarated in frustration that she was about to say something, until Demyx had spoken. She was livid, but nonetheless, she was in no mood to battle. She was quite stressed as it was, and while Demyx had a point, she didn't know what this other guy was capable of. She resisted from leaving, but her mind was clear enough to figure it was for the best for now, and well...if something happens, she'll just have to take care of it tenfold. Giving the guy a last suspicious and blaring look, she turned around, slowly and cautiously, senses alert to see if he tried anything, before she began walking with Demyx. It was ironic how she was now following advice from him, of all people, but she had many things to deal with and discuss, and Demyx was the first on the line, then Marluxia. Oh yeah. And she was damn tired. Someone forbid if they ignited more of her ablaze insides that thirsted for blood. And perhaps that's what she was trying to do by following Demyx without any disagreement: avoid more drama. Last thing she needed. So far, nothing had happened in terms of a attack as she kept moving, and she, being a bit unfocused to where she was, just nodded at whatever Demyx was saying, soemwhat listening, not commenting on the Marluxia remark. Despite the argument they just had, he was still a important person to her in a way. He was the one that was there. Letting out a breath, she watched almost dazedly as Demyx opened a portal, stepping inside it, and it was there she hesitated...she didn't know why, but she was. However, there had to be a place for their meeting, and while she ignored how Demyx was acting quite nice, weirdly, she crept in, only letting her body go halfway into the void as she just studied the room with her head from where she was in the black opening, not yet leaving it. After all, she didn't know what to expect. It didn't surprise her that his room was messy, magazines and...normal clothes strewn on the floor, though she wondered why they were there, especially since they always wear standard uniform anyway. Otherwise, he just had a...radio...? It was pumping out some music that she was familiar with, but she didn't talk as she just eyed him fixing some things up. When he did direct his attention at her, inviting her to come in, she still didn't move forward, and it wasn't long when he had spoken yet again that he'll be right back, heading to the bathroom. She just shrugged, still searching the room for anything with her sight. She wasn't very trustful by nature, so it wasn't like she could help it. And she didn't mind Demyx going off to see and maybe clean himself up from the cuts and dried blood he had. Xemnas must have really did a number on him, and she couldn't understand why, but that was another topic entirely. Looking around more, Larxene did spot a journal in a desk...it was those sort of moments where you catch something of interest, that it calls to you, and it was happening now. Turning the side of her face from the portal to peer at the almost closed bathroom door as Demyx was saying something once more, she sighed. Why was she so reluctant to go into a guy's room...? She easily went to Marluxia's...
Lol xD, to be honest, I'm not either, but meh. Whatever. No, you're not the only one :P. And, really? Because, I keep trying to get to them old...
Actually, I didn't D:. fire mage did that on her own, and since it isn't farfetched as one turned into Vivi in the game, it isn't impossible....
OOC: Okay. But, remember, that where Toxyn and Ravix are is different, so lower Nobodies aren't allowed...as of now. Larxene slowed her frantic steps, almost forgetting that she was suppose to wait for Demyx for their talk after she stormed off Marluxia's room. She stopped then, not turning around, sighing at the problematic situation she was placed in, and how she was basically having a spat with the only person she was truly bonded with in the Organization, among other mind-boggling revelations, while she just wanted to really get to her room, take a hot bath, and get to bed. Sleep it all away. She was tired. Honestly, she didn't know what else would keep her from getting what she wanted, and reaching that goal. Until, of course, her aquatic eyes narrowed, her face darkening as she sensed somebody else that wasn't the water wielder behind. Apparently, she spoke too soon. And it wasn't long before she heard a cocky tone of voice speak. Gritting her teeth, as she clenched her teeth in pure outrage, she swirled around to face the man, and she found that it was the familiar guy who had lunged at Demyx, and then at Marluxia back in the previous battle. Still, he was trespassing, and she didn't give a damn who the hell he was, as long as she was left alone. Which is why she simply snarled threateningly in warning to: "Fuck. Off." It didn't need to be even yelled for the intimidation to get through the tone. "Very well," Xemnas responded with a nod at Vexen in turn at his answer, not exactly having the patience to wait, truthfully, but knowing that there wasn't much choice on the matter to finish working on the machine. Meanwhile, he had decided to take a seat on a available chair, his eyes calmly checking over everything. He had noted that the Dusk had pulled a trick on one of the rival members he had locked up, and he sighed, pondering if they were this bored. He had forgotten that while Toxyn, and his comrade, could not escape, portal, and even get out, let alone use their power to its full potential that he had not blocked out the lower Nobodies' ability to get in. They were made of a different matter than human-formed Nobodies, after all. Not doing anything for the moment, he concentrated on taking care of the problem as he closed his eyes, officially making no one be able to get in, in any creature or form. When he was done, he reopened them, aware that just like them, the Nameless Organization would have their servants. Not that they could do anything, however, because they will be stop, destroyed, or killed by the shield he had now placed, and he didn't sense on any other low ranked Nobody that didn't belong to them before he did so.
No, nope. No toys. Then it wouldn't be right. Besides, Xemnas said it was safe and secured. It would not be safe and secured if it was in the...
OOC: I'll let off Larxene until Demy. If there was one thing Roxas detested when battling, it's when someone did a similar move to what he had done. And yes, he was taking it easy on her, but when that occurred, he narrowed his eyes, a bubble of irritation beckoning him inside. The whole switch and maneuver to another spot was repeated by the girl, and really, that was not something he liked. So, it wasn't a surprise when he was sharp enough now to know what was just about to happen, and he just waited with a glare on his face as he raised his eyes to look up at the incoming blow, and he slid out of the way expertly and gracefully, and felt the air shift as he sensed her behind him. He didn't even flinch as he evaded the attack by bending himself backwards very low as the sword slashed above him, passing by his vision, and the very second it finished swinging, he twisted his body with one hand, while he twirled the Keyblade in the other, and start to slash at her repeatedly back and forth on her sides, back on his feet.
Nope. The room where Demyx was is in the same realm as those two, not the weapon. Rawr :P. And I didn't get your Visitor's message of the other...
OOC: Deathsight, don't put words into my mouth! D< I never said anything about the weapon. Release that Sitar [or I will have Xemnas take it away anyway] and edit your post, or I will release a ravage, savage, hot-tempered, PMSing Larxene on your butt! And she bites, too. No toys when you are in jail. P.S.: I ish not awesome now! =3 Larxene gazed at Marluxia tightly, agitated, because she didn't want it later, she wanted it now. She didn't need to wait for a while before she got to know what exactly was Marluxia doing, and why he had kissed her to make that pact, on the lips, no less. No one can do that and let it go casually when the person you least expected to do so just acted on that precise action. Whether to make their team up more of a closure, this wasn't what she would think when she eyed her brother figure. The nearest thing to it. He could have warned her. Prepared her for it. State why was it for. She could have given a more liable form of pact, even, if he asked. Those would've been better options than catching her by surprise, and confusing her. That was something you couldn't really forget, because not everyone usually delivered that type of affection unless there were feelings involved, and before she left, a confirmation was to be said in the air, because otherwise, she wouldn't know what to view it as. And then she will spent her time contemplating about what exactly she and Marluxia were, when she was so certain of it before this happened. She had enough on her plate for her brain to fulfill for a week, or a month. And she had yet to reach a answer to any of them. Now, Demyx was wanting to talk to her, and if it was about the confession, she really didn't know how to explain it. Demyx liking her? Still unbelievable to her eyes. There were so many wrongs with that, especially their compatibility level. And she wondered, really did wonder, what he saw in her after all the crap they've been through with each other just today. She couldn't grasp it no matter how many times she mulled over it. Sighing, not caring at Marluxia's disappointed expression at her right now as she was slightly furious and tense at the man, she got up from the bed, and walked over to her abandoned Organization cloak. Normally, when Demyx stepped in, she would've covered herself up, and yelled to get the hell out, because she didn't want anyone to see her in that lack of clothing, except for Marluxia. Or used to be. However, she was in too much puzzlement with the situation she was in when he came in to react, and so Demyx was the next person to see her in the attire by accident only. And the last. This wasn't going to be common, and she won't be taking her coat off for anything unless she was positive no one can have the chance to witness her like this. Someone just got lucky. And that was it. It was put on quickly, though, and she was already zipping it down close without wasting a single second, before she then snatched her gloves. The cloak was still slightly heavy on her, but it was nothing she couldn't handle, and ready, she swirled back around, walking forward to where Marluxia stood. It really was a annoyance that he didn't provide anything for her in terms of her concerns, and piled them up more by kissing her, peck or not. And she could guess they were both kind of unhappy with each other as well. Larxene was willing to give him the space he needed to think on what she had set out for him, because, obviously, they weren't going to get anywhere, and his company was unfavorable as of the moment, to the point where she was going to face Demyx. Needless to say, she was pissed off silently. And if no one saw it in her posture, they could see it in her eyes. And she swore if Demyx made a wrong move and ignited more of that temper, pestering her as always, and as he had been doing, despite the reasons he did so, that was going to be it. Liking her or not, she was going to pretend he didn't exist, and move on, because she truthfully didn't need the drama, nor the violence, nor the predicaments. She was going to speak to Demyx because she wanted to know more information about how in the worlds he reached that type of conclusion on her, and to lay everything on the ground. She could safely say, that those feelings, were not reciprocated in her part. But, that will be discussed soon enough, if Demyx himself hadn't realized it. Placing a hand to her hip, her uniform full on her, and hiding what was just outside a couple of seconds ago, she locked eyes with her partner, and friend, comprehending that they were having a falling-out. "You didn't give me any explanations about what I said. And not about what you did either." Her voice was kind of distant and blank, though a sharp tone was beneath it, sending the signals that she was quite upset with him as her words came off clipped. "Yeah, we'll 'speak of this later', as long as you have justification for everything that's been brought up. I'll deal with Demyx, while you do what you want to do in your alone time until I come back." She didn't say much, and that was seemingly the end of it, because she backed off and stepped away, setting off to the door where Demyx was hesitating on leaving, or waiting for her. Larxene did believe her and Marluxia were in demand of a break, and this way, she could also confront her other problems, and free her mind a little. She didn't say anything to the water wielder, as she swooped passed him swiftly and fast out of the entryway in a peeved and aggravated strut.
Okay, I got it :P. I already replied, and I think after that, we can have the chase scene. Roxas will probably be laughing, cause is one. Hell, we...
Lol xD. I don't know how it even began. I tried to look back, but saw nothing *.*.
OOC: Oh, LotO, not meaning anything by it :P. I'm just curious about her reaction as she doesn't know the characters... And, kiss = unexpected o:. Again you threw me off xD. As for why I lasted long responding, my post should answer that D:. By the way, the place where Demyx was really wasn't anywhere near the castle, so no windows could be broken :P. It would be revealed later, but I'm sure certain two people [looks at Hellkitten and Deathsight] and their characters, would have =3. Roxas wasn't so blood thirsty as some of his comrades, but when it came to a battle, for some reason, he was serious, rough, and took it to the next level, as he had it within himself and won't lose. And he was confident that he wouldn't too. It was represented in his very tense expression, glaring eyes, and firm face, even if he wasn't truly experiencing the emotion of anger shown. And as the weapons clashed, his arms and body were like a rock as he pressed his force down on her, pushing her back without flinching himself. He hadn't really sparred with a female except Larxene, and while she did lose, as he had yet to be defeated so far, which was why it wasn't a big deal, she provided a good fight nonetheless by providing different tactics and ways to block his blows. He knew Larxene's level of strength to go all out, but he did not know this female's just yet, being a new adversary, which is why he was careful not to end up harming her more than he would've liked. Yet, so far, it wasn't looking good. At least with the upper body. He was so wrapped into this fact, that he didn't notice what she was cooking up, literally, but got back to being aware of his surroundings enough to notice the build-up fire, and backed off gracefully at a amazing distance with one bounce, at the same time she swung the fire slash coming from her sword at him. Instead of blocking the hurl of flames with the Keyblade, which he could do, he simply jumped out of the way high into the air as the fire attack cracked and crippled the floor in the spot he was just standing in. It was there he thought it good to throw a remark, his tone taunting, "Been there, done that, try again." He couldn't help it. It was..fun. It was like fighting Axel, and they always enjoyed themselves in the activity. The familiar fire made it feel like he was going head to head with his best friend. And as he leaped up high, he had propelled himself forward with his feet in the mix, and was to seemingly deliver her a blow from above as he veered down, only to then suddenly switch it mid-way as he landed on the floor, and quickly, changed to swing to her side at the opening she left unattended. Larxene's jaw set tightly when Marluxia began to speak, frowning when he basically took the road of the conversation about her, when her feelings, or how she was as a person, wasn't the main problem and cause of what she was trying to get at. He was missing the point, and she didn't know if he was doing this on purpose or not. He was explaining the reasons again of why they chose to conduct this ploy in the first place, which was obvious to her, she didn't need to be reminded, but with things looking the way they were with the planning, it was time to put the reality of the situation in order: they're going to fail. He didn't even manage to explain the flaws of his plan to her, of the Organization members and their disagreement, a possible rebellion from them as well, how to deal with Sora's friends if making him their puppet will work, Naminé's guilt trip, because she was aware that girl was going to crack someday, and that he stated the fact that everyone was suspicious and knew what they were plotting to do as a casual topic without offering a precise solution to it. All the points she made were dismissed. She knew reasons on why she disliked Xemnas as a leader, she comprehended why Marluxia was doing this and realized it, but to reach that goal, there needs to be success. And for the moment, he wasn't in any way convincing that most of their obstacles along the way will be successful. Among that, nobody in the Organization would care if any one of them would drop off the face of the worlds, and die. This doesn't only go for Xemnas either. And really, to the true sense of the word, they were all heartless, as they lacked that heart, that emotional property, to feel. Some, like Saïx, took that fact more seriously than others, but it still remained its hold. Marluxia didn't offer anything that would ease her, and loyalty wasn't even a question. She would stay, but she also wasn't going to go through all this, only to come out empty-handed, and her time, exertion, and breath wasted to only fade back into darkness. She wasn't fond of dying for a cause that no one even cares of attempting to stop, as if they were waiting for their flop. Xemnas wasn't even batting a worried eyelash over it. And this...this is what made her think things over. She wasn't the sharpest person, and sometimes, despite all the lessons she's learned about how people can be complete assholes, she can be blinded, but this was too out there for even her to ignore. It was true that she didn't want a Heart...because it only brought pain, hurt, agony, and misery, and she would rather not have one than to suffer through what she had already with one, where she could be affected by all the torment to the point where it broke her. Yet, she also had no place to go or to be. It wasn't like she had a choice. As a Nobody, there was no purpose other than this. And this was risky as it was. But no, Marluxia was not listening. And she was getting highly angered at him for remaining passive to the gaping holes of this idea. When he leaned down, she gave him a nasty look, upset, not thinking anything of it, of course, and she blinked as he mentioned another type of pact. She didn't even have the ability to think about what he was talking about before she found his lips on hers, a touch and peck. And she stopped breathing as her lungs halted. Silence reigned. For that very second, it felt like it did. And though it was quick and fast, it left her nonetheless stunned. Shocked. And as he spoke to explain that action, all she could do was stare at him blankly. Speechless. And not in the good way. Out of all the people she expected to commit it first in the Organization, Marluxia was the below of the lowest of the list. And there was nothing to say. Pact? To kiss her? What if it was man he was making this pact with? The "only type he knew in life"? Would he do it? She didn't understand why it had to be a kiss, when this complicated things. Her body was so numb, that she couldn't even move at what just occurred between the two. She saw Marluxia as a brother, and this wasn't what she called a brotherly affection, no matter how it was placed. It was bad enough that she wasn't used to being kissed on the forehead or her cheek, or having her hand held in comfort when she needed it most, being touched at all, and she was trying to work that awkwardness out of her because she had never experienced such tender acts. But this? It just brought questions back on how Marluxia viewed her. Was this honestly platonic? That question was reflected in her eyes when she focused them on his own deep blue ones, searching for a answer. Was it really? Before anything could be deciphered and concluded, or taken care of, the door jiggled opened, and a creak was heard, making her somewhat startled as she gasped, if only because she didn't know she was holding her breath, and now got the air she was needing and lacking, as her chest began heaving in rhythm properly. When she glanced at the figure to see who it was, she could've dunked her head, hide under the bed, and disappear. There they were. Her with a mere black sports bra. Marluxia shirtless. She was in bed. He just gave her a, while fast, kiss. Did he caught that? Anyone would think wrong of the situation. And she was now not sure whether they were right in Marluxia's behalf. But here was the one who had outwardly admitted he likes her, and then all the thoughts about that particular subject came back to her in one swoop, and she found herself putting a hand over her eyes, almost as she was about to cry, but farther from the truth. She was stressed. There was too much on her mind, bundled up together, let alone not add Axel into the mix. But after he was present in Demyx's confession, she doubted he would pull anything to turn his back on his friend, attraction, or whatever the hell was there when he was looking at her, withstanding or not. He would stay out of drama, so that was cleared, thankfully. What did Demyx want to talk about, then? What he said before he was taken by Xemnas for his punishment? She wasn't ready. She didn't know what to think of it now, just as she did before when she heard it. If he was expecting a answer...well...they weren't suppose to even be talking, correct? Either way, this was...this crush, or what he was feeling, needed to be addressed someday now that he came out with it. Yet, she wasn't certain on how to handle it. This was quite the speed in how things were being exposed. She had to gain control of herself first before she could mull over the problem she was facing, though. She wasn't one to freak out, or act in this manner, and she was to return to it. Relaxing her nerves, and stamina, forcefully, closely meditating, she took her hand away, ignoring Marluxia uncomfortably as she concentrated on Demyx. He appeared a mess, for certain; tear stained cheeks, she could even spot dry blood at some points, and she pondered if he did something for Xemnas to beat him and receive those wounds. Putting that aside, because they've all known he would come out of where Xemnas took him with the consequence of his escape visible, she took a while to reply, striving to get a hold on her empty conscious. Letting out a deep, exhausted sigh, she parted her lips, her tone a bit shaky, "Um....this isn't what you think it is." She took a pause there, not sounding convincing, because she wasn't convinced on her side after that kiss. Still, she didn't give a damn if she wasn't taken seriously. She said it was nothing, and it was nothing. Voice stronger, she added, not clearly thinking well, "...just...I'll meet in your room...wait for me there. I have to deal with something." "Vexen, reports on the machine?" Xemnas asked sternly, after a minute of soundless tension, getting into business again as he should have before Marluxia had sent the note. He had looked at Zexion, who was standing there, quiet, as always, and then Xioimara, who was treated. And appeared fine, if her words to Vexen himself were any indication. Perfect. Things on this side were in order, all the members were back from destroying the Nameless Castle, while waited to see what they would do, and he could calmly take care of matters peacefully. He was to devote his time in completing what he was planning, and no interruption will take him away from it until it was done. That did not last long as well, however, because then a couple of Dancers had swirled into the laboratory, with, as predicted, a message for him. There was no doubt it was from Demyx, and when he did listen, he shook his head. He knew for a fact that the water wielder would not have reposed or cooled this swiftly, and he declined the offer of the meeting, sending them back to him in that he was busy, and they would discuss it thoroughly once he was done. No delays could be possible with this anymore, and in his opinion, he had his fill of grounding and scolding lower members as of today.
OOC: Axel sent the lower Nobodies to Xemnas, right? Larxene shook her head again at his words, wondering what else he was capable of doing like what she just saw, or worse, but noted that he gave a quiet chuckle at her poke. She wouldn't have seen it if she wasn't staring at his face questionably. Truthfully, she wasn't sure what to make of this...very different Axel standing before her. He could either be playing it up, serious, or, this was just a side she had never really pictured. It was weird, but it wasn't horrible. It just wasn't something she was used to from him. It made her look back, and think if this is the Axel who was friends with Roxas, and who was more open and cheerful than what she depicted him to be. She was aware that he wouldn't be himself with a bunch of others he didn't appreciate or liked, after all, and he did not have a problem with those dying in Castle Oblivion. He was quite serious and less...excited a bit bored. Yet, that was another point that they both have been covering so far in their meeting, and she didn't want to go backwards into it, so she tried to put that away in the darkest depths of her mind for now. And thinking of something else worked even more when she suddenly found Axel flicking one of her bangs, the action making it bounce and jump for a second as it caught her by surprise. She eyed him silently, not able to say anything that would make sense with her puzzled look, but he had gone off before she could do anything. Even pout. Well, she was pouting now as she snapped out of it, trailing her antenna like forelock that he touched.... She really wasn't use to this Axel. And Larxene knew he didn't mean anything negative by it. Usually, she was a bit defensive about her hair when people flicked or played with it, as well as teased, and she would have normally fired back a insult or give a attack, but she ignored it this time. The whole angry mood wasn't there, especially as this still felt a bit unreal for her. As she watched his back leave and disappear into the crowd, it made her eyebrows raise in how he went away and left her alone. On her own. To go out. And escape. And she would have done so, if she didn't comprehend already by her previous thoughts that it was not only pointless, but useless. If Xemnas wanted her back, he will get her back, and there wasn't any other path to take except rid your existence. She kept that very reality within her when she wanted to try something to get out of the mess, as it reminded her that she'll be wasting her breath and time for nothing. Her shoulders slackened, feeling deflated at the defeat that the only way to get out and live her Nobody life for the time being until she faded, was to destroy Xemnas, she sighed in mourning. Pulling a few loose strands of her hair behind her ear, she followed in Axel's steps, not knowing where he was, as Nobodies like them could only sense when they portal or used their powers that sent those waves in the air, and he wasn't doing anything so far. Hugging her bag of money as she dived in the humongous mob, she decided to just check where the closest food stand was, which wasn't hard, considering it was incredibly packed and tight with hungry peasants and gypsies aching for something good to bite. It was also quite hot and humid due to so much mass and bodies clumped together, dancing and exercising, and while the night was cool, it wasn't enough to make up for it as she wiped her forehead, not at all feeling fine to be in the middle of the tirade as the music blare above them all. And as she slithered from people to people, it got difficult when they started to shove, push, and bump into her as she got closer to the food, and it was so tiring, that by the 20th time it happened, she sent electrical currents to the ground by her feet, so that those around her and about to come near yelped and jumped out of the way. It was weak, but for humans, it was enough to give them a shock to stay away from her, as she also began to punch, literally, and slap them off with her strength that would've sent them flying over to the skies in the next building over if she wasn't careful. She was annoyed and irritated, and when she got this way, she didn't care or was concerned on who she hurt. They were harming her with their ballistic and primitive way of behaving anyway, so she's just returning the actions back tenfold, was all. It was a breath of fresh air as she electrocuted a bunch of others to step off to get her food as well, catching a mass of red hair far aways that could only belong to one person with that type of unique shade. Reaching him without much trouble any longer, and with a satisfied smile, she stared at the contents of the banquet immediately first, a complete mess with people grabbing the food without much thought of the disaster they were creating and leaving behind. She wriggled her nose a bit disgustingly at the savagery, and since nothing looked appetizing to her after seeing the idiots hovering around, she just grabbed a brandy, which she was drinking now because of its 40-60% alcohol inside compared to a beer's 4%, and some fresh bread as she repositioned her bag to get them. Larxene knew she already had three bottles, and this would be her second [with the two others being beers] on a half-empty stomach and with quite the large amount of alcohol, yet for some reason, she didn't gave a damn at the moment. As long as she didn't start crying and let memories overtake her for everyone to see, and which only happened because she was calm and let her mind drift as she was sitting down bored, she would be alright. She, apparently, also came on the right cue to hear Axel's remark, his sight on a couple of fire performers, and her eyes rolled slightly. "I suppose the 'better', means that you're not going to stupidly give yourself away?" It was there where she confronted him, taking a bite of her bread as she snapped open the cap of her chosen beverage. "See the bag of money I have? I performed similar tricks by levitating above them, and 'gulping down' my kunai in a stage, with a bit of puffed smoke, which was just me portalling. It doesn't take a lot for these morons to be impressed, trust me."
Then AIM it is! =D I can question you more on what you thought.
I don't know. We could do it in both, and I can log in to AIM for us to do it. Depends on you too ^^.
