OOC: Thanks :P. People have said it a lot [mostly guys......-_-]. Out of all the reactions and words she had expected for Axel to come with, what she got instead made her freeze in disbelief, stunned. Of course, she had simply nodded at his reply to her about the limited time, and admitted that, yes, he was suppose to get her back in a certain hour. However, she did not think her remark on partying would be taken that seriously either. With her mouth agape, one eyebrow slightly raised, eyes practically bulging out of their sockets, and her expression staring at the redhead weirdly as if he just converted into a triple headed alien, she just watched in shock when he began to walk with a sway of his hips, until fully beginning to summon his flames to swirl and flicker in a light show of movements, revealing his chakrams as well, and using them as a form of entertainment as he threw one in the air, flip himself, and did a number of tricks. She would have paid mind to the fact that he was obviously showing off if she didn't remain like a rock, paused in her response on his actions, her brain short-circuiting. Even when he stopped and snatched a random beer from someone, she stayed in that position, unable to really fit what just happened into the understanding of reality. Or even how to make sense of what...Axel just did. Was that even Axel? What the hell? It couldn't be. He must have been replaced by some other clone of the same name and looks, because, for one, the Axel would never do such a thing. It was impossible. Absurd. Ridiculous. Uncanny. She couldn't think anymore of what other words fitted with the situation as she just...well...stared. What was wrong with him? Was he sick? Did he drink too much alcohol? Maybe that was it. It was hard to put this man, this joyful, jumping, crazy one, and the man that she had come to know back then, who was typically serious and bored half the time, together into...what he was doing. It wasn't that the acts were odd, or not seen, it was just...it was Axel. This...this...this was...she didn't know what it was. Shaking her head numbly, she finally snapped out of it, carefully stepping closer, not certain what was going on with his mind. She couldn't let herself be distracted by this, and after breathing in and out, and rubbing her eyes to see that she wasn't in a illusion that her own liquor provided, in case something was snuck in there without her notice, she neared him. Someone really gave Axel the happy pill, however. It would be hilarious...and in some way, it was comical, yet, the whole process just befuddled her too much to even laugh. To think, that Axel was capable of being this loose. It would be worth it to see him drunk if this was just the beginning. Oh yeah. How would it be worth it. Otherwise, she couldn't believe how easily Axel bought the explanation about her flirting. She truthfully didn't know why she did it, yet, if it would save her from being questioned about it, or suspected, well then, let it be. Shaking her head again, and seeing the lower Nobodies around, she smirked, but her attention was back into the crowd. It was alright that they can make their own little party, but the music was getting better than before, and she did feel like going out there, and enjoy the last bit of "freedom". Enjoy it as best as a Nobody can, anyway. Poking her skinny company cautiously in the side then, also wondering if he was ticklish secretly, regaining her poise as she drove out the image of Axel dancing, she muttered, "Um...that was great and all...but we should head out that way." She pointed out with her thumb there for the third time, knowing where most of the alcohol was served, as well as the food. She guessed he knew too, but, it was better to have whatever fun they were about to in the right place. A alley was too thick, and too small to fully enjoy it. Unless Axel wanted to do a second round of fire shindig. "After you, Mr. Dancing Flames."
YESH! :P And ROFL! xDD I do the same when I have a dentist appointment. I brush my teeth well, and clean it from top to bottom, until I find them...
Yeah, that powerful. I thought he was the second strongest, so it surprised me that Xaldin is the second. But, he's still in the top three. He's...
Super super super super skinny? Have you seen her in the actual game? xD And it's just a manga drawing. However, I wouldn't call her a whore...D:....
I thought that KHI is only plagued by Kairi haters to the point where if you speak about the girl, you get hunted down and the thread gets spammed :/. I haven't seen any Axel flaming there, though, except people that admitted that they dislike/hate him compare to anyone, which was only about four. Axel haters, as I said, are rare [I was surprised they actually existed]. But, okay. I thought you were speaking of this thread, because, there wasn't really anything that would have gotten you defensive so far ^^;. I know it was the other way around, but when Marluxia had ordered Axel to get rid of Vexen because of him being a traitor before that, Axel said that he always followed orders, and there was no taking it back [a.k.a., Marluxia, that goes for you too]. Which is why it's vague. It can either be Axel following a order from another source, or that he kept Marluxia's word to taunt him when the time came. That's why it needs to be clear the involvement of Castle Oblivion. He had no reason to kill Zexion, as of yet. And the Axel/Xaldin scene was in the game, actually. Xaldin did say that [before throwing the lance at him]. As for the Novels, they are actually canon [the manga is the only that drifts away from the game, and follows its own canon]. It's been confirmed by Nomura, who is supervising the books as well [he even said in a interview, forgot where, that it wasn't until the Novels that he noticed how much he actually left out of the game], and some of the scenes have been used in KH2: FM+. All the scenes are true, and they did happen. They explain some holes, and just for you, it was Axel who gave a potion to Goofy that revived him :P. So, you can trust it =3. Everyone is stuck with the KH2 Novels now, but there are also CoM Novels, which I so badly want translated [for certain reasons...:D].
Roxas didn't say anything, obviously noticing the conversation she was holding, and he had silently sent a lower Nobody of his own, the Samurai, to report. Since she had asked what he had to do, might as well prepare for it then, if she was close to giving up, or at least willing to let him. He would think Xigbar wouldn't mind, considering that they were getting somewhere, and especially since there was plainly a mirror in sight, but he didn't make much reaction to it, despite that it got his suspicion. What Xigbar had muttered was stationed in his head, about a trap, and of course, he was to connect two and two together. As he finished listening to the conversation, which was also delivered to his Nobody, he simply waited, for a sort of sign before he acted. Xemnas knew what he was expecting, or rather, what he should expect with Demyx. And there the young man was, appearing as if he was frightened, perspiring, and lasting too long in silence for something he couldn't really feel. He was either thinking of what to say, or biding his time. Whichever the case, he did not blink or expressed any reaction to the wrecked Nobody, not only because he could not feel, but because what Demyx was expressing was not real. Thus, he will have to wait until the water wielder decided to speak after his false tribulations. It was pathetic to see a being of their kind deluded into such emotions, and having him follow it so much that it made him frown. He was truly losing himself, and in the end, what would become of him? If he was so certain about what they are able to have, why join the Organization to get his Heart back? It was simple common sense that without a Heart, all sorts of feelings are lost, and only the memories are left for them to act what they used to be. The boy just could not grasp this. However, this seems not to only be a problem with him. Larxene, Axel, perhaps, Roxas, sometimes dealt with it, but the others, he was positive, knew that they couldn't possess such things even when they did act it out. Demyx seemed to be believing in it, and was seeing it as fact or truth. And as he filtered through these thoughts, it was in that moment that a voice did interrupted him, and he set himself to listen intently to what Demyx was to explain, explore tones, and features to see where the man stood in his words. It began simple, and then it drifted to the point of why they were here. In some aspects, he just couldn't comprehend where he got the fact that he was considered weak from. Of course, he did not think much of him for certain reasons, but he had not witnessed any other members, but Larxene, bring up the topic. Some of them did not bother putting such a conversation into place, going on with their free time, and never did the meetings revolve around him about it. There were older members, who had scolded him to be quiet when he was acting out and sprouting random questions, and when he was being distracting, but those were only two to three compared to the rounded fourteen living here. Whatever the case, while questioning that part, he heard the rest, which was mostly the same, minus the outspoken part in the middle. Should not have done that, because it was there that he got what would be the right punishment. He needed to set ground rules and order, or else, the members will think that they are allowed to do what they wish, and that would only cause more problems. It was the exact way in how the work and school systems maneuver, and without a lesson, or a consequence, there is no learning. And no control. Xemnas had yet to think about Demyx's reason for leaving to the ocean for healing. If the member was particularly trapped and pressured by his peers, he could get that, however, running away in such a manner will not be appreciated. Others were able to leave and go out for an amount of time. Demyx had packed up, cleaned everything, and went out. He did not know who he was trying to fool, but it would not be him. There could have been a much liable path to choose than creating doubts by how he escaped. Still, he had the discipline that was to be given in mind. And, it was the defining moment of what his decision will be now that Demyx was done. Not breaking his stride, or softening in any sort, he announced darkly, "The way you departed leave questions, Number Nine. It did not appear like a simple trip to the beach when you had your belongings with you, and made it look like it was a permanent decision. It would have been better to consult me first about the 'break'. I also have not witnessed any of the mistreatment you are saying the members have been giving you, the exception of that being Number Twelve, which is where most of the problems you are having stem from. Nevertheless, we all have troubles and arguments with members, look where I came back from to stop what the gathered group in the other castle were about to do to each other. Number Four is also constantly voicing his dislike, even when there shouldn't be such words as dislike and like as the Nobodies we are. Do not think you are the only one who has to go through these kind of complications with your comrades. And none had to run like you did. Whatever your opinion is, or what is going on, as the Superior and leader, I have to give authority for those who make mistakes. And you are no different. You have saved yourself from pain, and extinction, yes...yet not from everything." His tone lowered, face without a trace of anything as he then raised a arm, and with a white flash, the Sitar Demyx had out and his weapon, disappeared and was taken. He knew this was a sort of core for the Nobody, and which is why it was the target. Nothing was said until he continued, before any questions of whines came from the Nocturne, "Your Sitar will now belong to me for now as your lesson to never repeat what you have done. It will be locked away, and you will be unable to utilize it or summon it. As for how long, will be left to decide depending on events, missions, or how your behavior improves or not. I would not hear complains, nor another set of the faux emotions you have been demonstrating. Your weapon are in secured hands. Is that understood?" For a reaction, or anything else that might occur, it would be halted as then Xemnas sensed a lower Nobody attempting to get in the room, or wanting to deliver a message, and with that, he allowed it to come inside, considering that he was done. What Demyx said next would not be heeded, as that Sitar will remain there until further notice. As his focus went to the Samurai, which made him slightly widen his eyes, as he never predicted Roxas to perform such a action, he mentally discussed with the creature. Ah, so that was what he had noticed earlier. Intruders. Nodding to the Samurai in agreement, as the being twirled away into dissipation, his energy concentrated on the exact spot and coordination where a certain victim was, and did the same show of power as he had Toxyn in Castle Oblivion, sending the Ravix Nobody to a room of the exact kind. No escape. Blocked. My, so many interviews awaited him now. And all his members, Luxord, Lexeaus, Xaldin, and the remainder of them, were back at headquarters, so he concluded that the job was done. Good. Calmly getting back to composure, he eyed Demyx then, for a answer. He had other things to attend to, and he did not want to waste any more seconds into dealing with anything else. By this point, he was fidgeting once more, not wanting to seem as if he was hiding something on what he did. Roxas was getting impatient for the second time, but it was all disrupted when, suddenly, he was stunned by a silver and white void appearing under where Ravix laid, closing him with black and steel thorns that he knew were ones of Xemnas's attributes as they parted from within the hole, and watched as he was trapped, wrapped, and then fully swallowed inside. The floor was then wiped from any trace. The whole thing came out of the blue so much, that he just stood there, mouth gaping and in shock. This was not what he was wanting to happen when he had sent a notice to the Superior. There was an atmosphere or silence as he took in what just went on in front of his eyes, before he got snapped out of it when his Samurai came back with a reply from Xemnas himself. What he was given made Roxas purses his lips, and he sighed, wondering if he just made a wrong move. Rubbing his arm as he took a breath, he glanced up at the girl, who was probably caught off-guard as he was. Not knowing exactly what to say, he gave her a warning, and a chance to leave as his expression turned grave. "It seems I was ordered to get you out of the premises by force, if need be." He shifted his blue eyes at Xigbar for a literal second, notifying to him that it was given to him as well. "Ravix, is in our leader's hands now. But, he will face Xioimara when the Superior brings her to him. You will suffer the same thing if you don't leave. All the members that were in charge of crumbling your home are back now, so your castle is about to fall if you all don't do something to support it and prevent it. Go now. And in turn..." He then in quickly swung his Keyblade to the mirror she was speaking to, not only giving it a physical blow with a loud crash, but a great sparkle of light came along with the use of magic, and it splintered into dust after it cracked, spreading through the air before it was gone. Roxas then easily turned at the fire wielding female, weapon at ready, and to attack this time. He was kind of annoyed that he let her talk to whoever was there, which was obviously her leader, with the polite gestures, and the call of "Sir", as well as nodding to the person's orders. He knew there that he was being too passive and nice, when he should've acted. These people were the enemy, and who knew what they were planning at the second. He gazed at her hard, his voice low, "I'll give you to the count of three to run. Three...two..." Larxene raised her eyebrows in question, but didn't remark on Marluxia moving away, and getting a blow-dryer. His blow-dryer. She had one too, and there was no need for a socket when it came to her, but...she was an actual girl. Then again, Marluxia's strands were always perfectly layered, and fluffed, as well as soft. So, she didn't know why it somehow surprised her. The only reason why she halted from taking this fact to her advantage and taunting him was because he took the said blow-dryer out in the first place to help dry her coat as a favor. She couldn't insult him for doing something that was meant for her sake. When it came to him, anyway. As she tip-toed to get to the bed sheet, she went back on her full feet towards the mattress, closing the closet behind her as she walked with her heels of her boot clicking the floor. The next thing she did was throw the new covers on top of the furniture, because she sure as hell wasn't going to tend to it. Larxene just wanted to remind him that he had to replace the old burnt ones, and she was too fatigued to work on anything as well; she didn't want to exert her body even more when all it wanted was rest. Besides, she wasn't his mother, and he was not a child to take care of. Glancing over to the man who was busy with her piece of cloth, she headed towards him, placing a firm hand on his arm to stop what he was doing as she looked up at him with amused eyes when having reached his figure. "You don't have to do that, Marluxia, it's fine. I'm going to change anyway when I get back to my room. I'll just stay like this....if you don't mind, that is." She needed to add the last part, because she truthfully wasn't sure if he was alright with her parading with her black sports bra [even though females used this when exercising] around his bedroom. It did reveal her skin, too much on her upper body, actually, but she saw Marluxia as a brother, to compare their friendship to some relation, and in the end, she would believe that it was the exact view vice-versa. So, he would not be ensnared by lust or attraction, or picture her in any other outlook when concerning her body. Larxene needed to confirm this before going to the conversation she wanted to get to about his plans, or else, she would feel more awkward if it wasn't the case. He was the only one who had seen this much, while others had seen her in the black uniform, completely clothed, and nothing more. That, or her nightgown, but even that was covered by a thick robe. If it was uncomfortable for him...
You're not understanding me. The only one who's being made fun of is Zexion because of the behavior of his death, which is the point of the thread. I have yet to see someone flame Axel for anything here [and I'm not certain you really know a flame if you think what you've seen is an actual one]. Only a tidbit on how his death was kind of sappy, and his behavior in CoM [and which was a-holish, and why I called it, but that's because it was. Does it mean hatred? No, just observation that he was very evil and sadistic]. The rest of the replies are spent analyzing why Axel did that, and the overall situation. So, again, I don't see how there's a reason to get defensive when we are merely talking about a topic, and then proclaim we are "Axel haters", and should "get over it" [which is generalizing. I, for one, am a owner and founder of a Axel Fanclub in another forum] when this is showing anything, but. Point me to someone being immature or vulgar other than one word said by me, which isn't meant to even be taken out in that type of context. If it was another thread to make that assumption, sure, but here? No one's doing anything wrong. The only ones who should get defensive are the Zexion fans, really. The thing is, we still don't know where that scene with him and Saïx led to. Which is why it's not fact as of yet. He didn't say to go after the traitors, but hint on that fact that there might be one. And Saïx is not Xemnas, his orders aren't absolute, which comes the conspiring together. So, it's not like Axel had to do it. There's some mystery in there still to be revealed, and which is why there's no true confirmation. And the dialogue from the Japanese and dub aren't that different. The "I always follow orders" is vague, considering what Marluxia said himself about ridding of traitors earlier, and the whole scene in general. Putting a line, and leaving out the rest that build up to it with Vexen's death, doesn't it make a point of proof [unless the Axel and Marluxia conversation went differently in Japanese]. And you're missing Xaldin's point of doing so. When Axel came back from Castle Oblivion, in the short story that came with the booklet Another Report in the KH2: FM+, Axel didn't admit his own actions, and said that they were killed by the heroes, leaving behind his involvement. Don't know if there was anything Axel had said about it otherwise. What Xaldin was typically saying is that, "well, you had no problem with getting rid of the others, so why is Roxas a block?" It shows suspicion in the whole tone, and words. The whole interaction was full of tension. The fact that he was sent to kill Roxas in the first place makes it obvious. If Axel was following orders also, then in the Novels, he shouldn't be over thinking whether what he did was full betrayal, half betrayal, or no betrayal if it was so positive and factual. Which is why I let off that, we shall wait for the upcoming game to fill these holes about Axel's actions. And I've been through all games, Novels, and any other KH compilations as well. The point is...? Debates =/= less knowledgeable of the game.
"Where are you going?" Xemnas questioned deadly low as he eyed the pink haired man preparing to leave, not knowing what to make of him yet from the present. It was a new beginning for the members now that they were brought back, but past events died hard when it came to certain aspects, and this was included. No matter what Marluxia did, every action appeared as if something was planned. He was not concerned for a Lord of Castle Oblivion as of now, and he was not sure whether to let anyone gain some power as before. That, as well as it was not needed. It was just a test to test someone's loyalty, and no such test was required for the moment. "I am not to choose anyone, but now that you are here, you are not allowed to leave the premises unless you got a precise destination in mind." Larxene noticed that the topic of her crying was now erasing from most of their conversation, and she honestly preferred it that way. It left her more at ease, even though Axel was very aware of that particular side of her, and she chose to ignore the very last comment on it. She had said all she needed to say on that topic, and while she was still bothered, and perhaps will be for the long run as that one fact about her life got dragged out in the open, she would be fine. That only was a small deep and personal fragment of herself that Axel had gotten hold of, it wasn't even the tiny piece of the big picture, and she believed she could let that one slide. She just had to construct a wall around that memory...that time, and be protected in case it was used against her. She had placed all her defenses in front of her, not willing to let any secrets out, nor be seen, and that alone raised her boldness. She could feel the old spark that was trashed when Axel had revealed that he had watched her reflect the past into the present with a bottle and tears. The more she looked at him, and the more she replayed his words, the more in power she got, and swiftly slid her bag of money away from holding it like a teddy bear, and put the strap on her shoulder, her composure straightening strongly. She shouldn't be thrown out a loop about that information being taken, yet, she also couldn't let it happen again unless she was fully confident and had complete faith in Axel for her to discuss anything with him about the other aspects of her life. Those were precious and important. And private. Which was why she didn't know what exactly was he getting at from explaining all these things about Castle Oblivion, and his role in the manner. She wasn't going to fool herself into thinking that she wasn't doubting him, because she was, even if she didn't spot anything in her deep calculations of his movements and expressions. She told him: it was a issue, and it didn't sprout or began when he had betrayed her. It was from childhood and now, and she couldn't get what he didn't catch up on. It was a psychological blow that she was given when she was growing up. He appeared genuine, but she wasn't ready to truly lose her guard with him. With anyone. The detest she did have for him was now slipping away from her, and she wanted to hold it within, but she was slowly becoming aware that there was some change in him. Minor, small, maybe bigger. It made Larxene ponder over where it came from, or whether it was the friendship he and Roxas had that the others had looked down upon that affected him. Whatever the case, she did note a difference, but, to get past her own demons and insecurities when in his presence, it had to take more development than simple minutes. She understood, she just wasn't willing. Rather, couldn't. All the scars that others have left prevented her from doing so, from moving over what occurred in that castle. Nonetheless, she did agree on certain points that he had made. Now that she contemplated on it, Marluxia's plan did have its holes and flaws. She wasn't manipulated, or she hoped she wasn't, into it, but perhaps after her and Marluxia started questioning Xemnas's true goal constantly, the more she was driving to participate no matter what the cost. She had been naive, and she was so now still, despite the fact that she was more alert, distant, and had a different view to things. And not finding what was wrong with their ploy fitted into the category of being oblivious. It was meant for failure. Even if they did get to Sora, and succeeded in that regard, what then? How much will the members comply to having Marluxia as leader? What about Roxas? Or Sora's friends, like Riku, standing in the way? None would accept Sora as a puppet. And Naminé could have also finally let her guilt devour her, and act like she did back then. It was amazing...the things she didn't see until now. She did, gravely, get a bit hardened on Vexen's death when it was mentioned from his mouth. Yes, she also did enjoy finally getting rid of that old man from polluting the air, without having to see his annoying face again, but it was also the point where she gave her trust to Axel, and what ignited most of the discussion they were having now. It was sore spot. She slightly frowned, somewhat flaring as something wrenched at her stomach the same as before, but her face remained blank. She decided to get her mind off of that for her sake, to concentrate her thoughts on her adorable toy that she had been fond of. The Riku Replica. Ah. How long did that seemed. He had gotten on her wrong side once that temper of his got him to attack her. But, really, he was a toy. A doll. He was nothing, but a tool to all who were in Castle Oblivion, including Axel himself. She had to admit, those parts were fun, just watching how the two boys went to pine for that little blonde. It was hilarious, that it was so easy to accomplish. It was what maybe blinded her with such a assurance that everything will work out... Letting out a breath, she didn't drift her focus from the redheaded man, and perhaps she'll play up that she still wasn't decided about returning to The World That Never Was to see his reactions. She realized the truth about that already: that there was no escape in the end. She'll be either chased down by others, or Xemnas himself, with or without Axel. And the other option was to fade again, and that was something she did not want to go through willingly for the second time. She knew that now, that she wasn't fond of dying or leaving. She remembered, that day she was lost, not wanting to be Nothing, and be drowned in darkness forever as she grabbed the dust that was flowing as she was slowly disappearing in a useless attempt to save herself. And the feeling that plagued her came back, making her shudder a bit. No, this chat was to be wrapped up if now she was getting into thing that were unwelcome After hearing him out, all she proclaimed quietly and low was, "Axel. I can set aside our differences for now. But, I'm not ready as well. It will take time. We'll see what happens from here, and that's all I can say. I just don't want to speak about Castle Oblivion anymore. They aren't exactly the fondest memories with only few exceptions here and there." Her last words sounded sharp, and her expression did tighten to show that she was serious. She did want to get over this and not go on, it was tiring her, and it wasn't the best thing to talk about in her state. Instead, to rectify it, when she recalled what he had said, she took the chance to turn and change the subject to a more lighter interest, her lips curling into a familiar ominous, yet sly smile, stating in a enticing, joking tone with a idea in mind, "And what do you mean, hiding? You don't think I was going to escape, were you?" Her mischievous and captivating aquatics eyes shifted around his face, before coming over to him in a suggestive stroll. She didn't waste any time from the moment she came in close contact to his body, her hand gently touching his cheek with the thumb purposely laying in the surface of one of his tattoos. She was always curious about them, but she didn't delay as she raised her smirking lips near his ear, tip-toeing, and breathed in a sultry whisper, "What's wrong, Axel? Can't trust me?" It was like she was just a breeze as she quickly stepped back and departed from him easily when done, trying not to let out any chuckles of amusement, being that it was a long time that she hadn't done that. But, this was all for fun. Larxene didn't truthfully want to reach familiar, pre-betrayal interaction, because then, that would mean they were back to square one, and that would acknowledge that they can move on past what they did. He can. She still had a way to go. And it was a sort of inquiry; he was preaching about trust, and he wasn't doing so with her. Not that she could blame him. And as she stretched her arms up casually, she glanced out into the crowd again with a sigh, the party still active, if not, more crazier as the night passed, with the music more louder than before. It was a nice beat, though, and it was quirky enough to make her want to join in on that number. Still, thinking about a comment Axel said before, she turned to him again, the sardonic grin on her face as she snapped her fingers like she just got reminded of a point that was forgotten, ""I can admit you might be handsome and good-looking to some extent, I'll give you that, as much as it pains me to say, but back then, when I kind of touched your chest and stroked your cheek and place my finger to your lips...er, ell, you know, that stuff. That was just to annoy you. Just to make it clear in case you thought that was anything else, like 'flirting'. Because it wasn't. Can't have you misunderstand." After she had let that out, she went to gaze at the outside again, pointing at it after a few seconds, "Are you going to get a bite to eat or not? Don't know what they actually sell here. Might be poison for all we know. Didn't you say you wanted to take a vacation too?" She raised a eyebrow at him then, almost as if daring for him to do otherwise. "Then here it is. I wouldn't mind having some fun, and dancing, and drink the hours away. You can send Master Xemnas a false message that I'm a bit out of it in intoxication, and you have to stay here and...well, maybe, bring me back the next day. All we'll be missing is his long, boring drawn-out speech, and we'll be doing everyone a favor by letting them out of that misery. We'll get a hotel, even." She smiled sweetly. Too sweet. "Or is that you have a limited time to convince me to get back?" She gave a taunting hum at that, closing her eyes, only to reopen them as her sight raised up to the dark, inky sky, the night clear and crisp, and with so many stars twinkling and winking like broken pieces of diamonds, some more bigger that others, that it fascinated for the while. They decorated the ebony silk panel as the moon's light rained on the tall houses with its soft rays. You never saw that many stars anywhere, lately, and not in The World That Never Was. This world may have its faults, yet, how would anyone leave this scenery to go back to the emptiness the other provided? It was like choosing life or nothing.
She...she looks like a whore? o.O Rofl, how does she look like a whore? xD For one, she's wearing covering clothes ;P. Unlike in the RP...
I would say SeaWolf. I don't know. Wolves are one of my favorite animals :P.
WHAT SHAME? >:[ Honestly, if you don't tell me what you mean...and wait, now is my sig? o.o I don't get it. Stop confusing me T-T. *takes out...
Yeah, but I'm not talking about you only xD. I got Roxas, and he can kick butt, but there's no one's butt to kick yet D:. WHERE'S THE BUTT...
Noooo, I don't want to forget. I don't think I'll kill you or kick you where the sun don't shine if it's a compliment on Larxene. I'm a fangirl...
Hell, I will first like to congratulate you on the longest VMs ever that has graced my profile :D. Keep going strong like that, girl xD. Lol....
D: It didn't turn out that way, though. I'm guessing it would've been fun :P. And, wait, aren't the one who's gonna getcha, getcha, getcha!!? I'm...
THANK YOU! xD Maybe I should have more avies like this constantly *cough*
Is that suppose to be a good thing...or bad thing? I mean, who's going to kill you for not keeping your mouth shut? o.o But, thanks! [it's funny...
OOC: I'm guessing Xengla is in The World That Never Was [especially as that was the place Roxas was portalling Ravix into]. If not, we'll compensate :P. And I'm glad that dentist appointment was amiss, Hell :P. I detest them. Rather, I'm afraid they'll find something wrong with my teeth and have to mess with it with pointy objects and painful pulls O.O. My first try at making actual waffles in a waffle iron [finally, after 10 years or so, we decided to buy it after I obtained my waffle lovin'. Well...not "buy" it, a friend gave it to us. If we did buy it, I would be about in my 30s. Or dead] and not just eat Eggo my Eggos. EPIC PHAIL. Stupid overflowing -_-. Not to mention that I didn't put a lot of non-stick cooking spray... Away from my lack of culinary skills - *cracks knuckles* "Come on, Xigbar. The least he could do is apologize to Xioimara. You already punched him and I never got to do anything. Besides, I think she'll be happy..." Roxas halfway complained, not wanting to appear disrespectful to his elder, but it was hard as of recently. Truthfully, he just wanted to get at Ravix, and he would heal him just to have a chance to go at him full blown. He'll make sure this way he'll never mess with Xioi again as long as he was here. In the end, though, he just sighed in defeat, watching him wake up with a harsh glare instead, dislike as obvious as the very sun. He wanted him to remain, but he couldn't also disobey, and he was beginning to fidget in impatience, if not, disappointment. At least he did got him through to their own castle, and all that was left was just to get him to his friend. The picture of the injured female could not get out of his head, and how would anyone allow this guy to go free, was a mystery. If he had to, he would go to Xemnas to deal with him, even. He was positive the Superior wouldn't mind putting him in a cell, despite the fact that he was weary of their leader in reality. He glanced up again to Xigbar, big, cerulean eyes blinking at him in a sort of plead. "I'm sure Master Xemnas will like him, imagine if we captured all of the Nameless Organization? And I'm positive Xioi will be glad to see him in more ways than one...are we really going to let him go, just like that?" Of course, that was before he heard the summoning of a weapon, and his attempts at convincing were distracted for the moment. His brows furrowed together as he eyed the girl now, posed to fight with a sword in hand. Roxas was silent for awhile, studying her, before he stated simply in a calm manner, stare softening in contrast to his Kingdom Key rising up to take his own stance, "If you really want to battle, go ahead. I suggest you should keep in mind your home is being tumbled down as we speak, and that should concern you more. You seem to be my age, too, and from the way you're acting...I know this is the last thing you want to do. I know you think is protecting your comrade, and it will be questionable if you let him go, and I would do the same in your place. But all I want is for him-" He pointed at the member sitting on the ground, the Keyblade close to his head as if it was going to strike. "-to face the girl he just almost mutilated...at least, if she doesn't do anything out of...bounds." He paused, not exactly sounding like Ravix will be fine by the end, so he added with a small, halfhearted smile, hoping it will sooth her, "Yet, I can safely say she'll be nothing like Larxene, the only other girl in our Organization, in her bad days. And trust me, he'll come in one piece compared to that explosion." Xemnas gazed blankly as he left everyone when he stepped inside the portal behind the ninth member, not almost believing what he was hearing coming out of Demyx's mouth. Including what Axel responded with before they have both left, however, it was not as questionable once a look at the words were taken. He did not mind when they began talking to one another, as he had finished with the business he had to accomplish in hearing and inquiring the rest of what occurred without having someone disagreed and make it harder to comprehend, and it was the water wielder's farewell. He did not think it would reveal that the delusion had gotten this far, despite the fact that some really did not grasp that they cannot have emotions. The young member beside him was losing that focus in its entirety, and he found it foolish. Completely foolish. Pretending and speaking as if they had feelings. He knew with Demyx, it will never be something he understood, no matter how many times he explained it. He had basically confessed that he likes Larxene, and in the state of the situation, that was impossible, and unreasonable. Absurd. And to admit to such things in his presence as if they were real. Such matters to attend to, and this was all happening with his members at the same time when they have to deal with a faux Organization. He will need to have a hardened talk with Demyx, and as they materialized from the dark corridors that surrounded them, they walked in a complete white room, no doors or any way out present. He had thought that Where Nothing Gathers was not a good destination to deal with this, and his room would not be acquired by anyone. This...was a full different setting. He had motioned Demyx to stand in front of him on the pale floor, his face passive and a picture of stone as he leered at the dirty blond, amber eyes distant as the atmosphere was noiseless. Nothing was spoken out for a amount of time, the pressure tensing, and when Xemnas did open his mouth to deliver the words, all he proclaimed in a merciless tone, "Explain yourself. And explain yourself well." It was after his reasons where he would announce the verdict as he waited, pondering over on what he would say, yet he could guess it with the events leading to his departure. He needed to see what intentions he was having, and whether it was just a misunderstanding. Larxene blinked quietly, not having moved from her personal cuddle even when after both Axel and Demyx left, along with Xemnas. Truthfully, she did not know how to react to this unfathomed information that was now unmasked to her, let alone what she was suppose to do. And this is where she found herself now. Still. Her mind reeling and churning with all the thoughts and contemplations, and she shook her head, the first sign of life that she had given when she and Marluxia were alone in the room. Where to even begin? On the fact that Demyx of all people, had confessed he liked her, and would have wanted it to build up to something more if they would have been friends? It was not something you heard every day, as a Nobody especially, and more so with the fact that her and Demyx weren't even close for him to express such a thing. And she would think that with their previous interactions, and clashes, the last idea in his brain was the fact that he...what was it, crushing on her? It was hard to believe, and take in, and she, again, did not know what to make of it. It had startled her for a moment, before it was overtaken by questions and doubts. He had insulted her, or both have, but anyone knew it was obvious on her part with her mouth, they hit and fought, and she almost killed him back at Where Nothing Gathers when she lost control. And she was liked? Was Demyx's mental health in reverse? How could anyone ever like her, at least, for her personality and attitude? It was near impossible. Unless it was one of those certain guys who liked tough chicks as their type, along with a less desirable way of acting. She really was entirely assured that most of what the letter said was merely sucking up for the sake of Xemnas, or for some other cloaked and dubious reason, and she had decided, that even if it was true, that there was too much done for it to be fixed. When she recalled him not being a person she would actively hang out with, and who reminded her of the horrible people and bullies that had plagued her from her past just because someone in power wanted her life to be more miserable than it was at that time, she had stuck to that. Demyx wasn't favorable to her as of yet. And then came the fact that he thought that it was something she would wish for, or wanted him to be, which crossed that sort of argument off. What he had written, what she remembered, was now giving a second look through without the actual parchment. She wasn't even sure what kind of guy she liked for a male to be anything. Anyone that wasn't a utter prick and had respect was enough. She did have her bad boy at some point in her life, handsome to boot, but it was more of the Heart of Gold person hidden under all that unreachable exterior that caught her eye. It was her first boyfriend, and the only one soul who was there for her, until he had backstabbed her by going with her almost friend. From there on, love or dating was off her list permanently. And she was fine that way. In fact, she wishes them a very terrible and cursed life, and hoped they burned in hell. So, it boggles her, how now she was to deal with something of the manner; at a point where she was with others that did not have a Heart, like her. And she couldn't play ignorance or denial, because when he did told her those words a few minutes ago, they were genuine and honest. Larxene didn't know what Demyx was expecting. She herself didn't know what she was expecting. The only thing she could manage was to let things play themselves out as it were. Nevertheless, it was in her decision whether to talk to him or not, and she was lost on that in particular. She had grown to be watchful of everyone, and Demyx was no different. Marluxia just got passed it after a long and treacherous bonding, not to mention that he was the main person who could hold a conversation, and not snap at her even when she provided her usual tauntings. He was patient, and was able to understand her. Guess that's how they made it to where they were now. Demyx, on the other hand...he wouldn't last long. If one simple remark in a morning could set him off to stalk her to prove himself so many times, well...he couldn't handle the rest. They were not at all compatible, and in the end, it wouldn't work. It just wouldn't. Even as friends, or companions. Even battle partners from the most recent examples. She still had to wrap her head around how Demyx was able to like her in the first place. This was thrown at her now when they were despising each other, and now she was...she didn't know what the hell she was in. Larxene sighed, letting the hand that was fiddling with her hair run down her face. Amongst that, she could have sworn she had felt Axel's heated eyes on her figure, and it wasn't much of a glare, or burn, as much as it was a intent fixation on her. It was natural instinct for a woman, maybe even a man, and it was giving off a new set of vibes and aura she had not experienced from him as long as they had known each other. It was imprinted, and she took well on not finding out what it was by keeping her own eyes concentrating on something else. It didn't exactly make her uncomfortable, it was just...odd, and disconcerting. It was unpredictable, and she couldn't place what was it either. And then, after a while, she did feel a nasty look in a switch as the other disappeared, and that was familiar territory, so she easily waved it off. Then he left. And she was given her space. Something was happening around her that she wasn't aware of until now...and she let out a drawn out breath at that, one of exhaustion, having too much to deal with and think about. Halting another yawn, and stretching, arching her back that stuck out her chest in a curve comfortably, she swung her legs over to the side of the bed lazily and sat, closing her eyes. Remembering that Marluxia was with her suddenly, she mumbled to him in a need to let out something in what was bothering her, Those two are confusing..." She then opened her eyelids halfway, sleepy, and then got to her feet, not wanting to, and forcing herself. Despite Axel's attempt of a scare tactic helping her with her damp clothes, they were still heavy with yet to be dried water, and as she moved, it was extremely troublesome. When Demyx had done so it was just a splash, but now, she had really gotten doused, and it showed in everything she was wearing. Her coat now was like having two heavy rugs dripped over her body, and in a irritated frown, she quickly pulled the zipper. She didn't stop either when the flaps opened, her hands dragging and shrugging off her sleeves, and then along with her gloves, the cloak was draped over the headboard of the mattress as she now stood with nothing but a tight black sports bra, ending just three inches below her well-endowed bosom, while the rest of her curvy torso revealed nothing, but her skin and flat stomach until the point where the hem of her black leggings rested on her waist. Larxene, not seemingly bothered by who else was present in the room, feeling more free, though a swaft of cold breeze made her shiver, then headed towards the closet unwillingly and slow. It was there she once again addressed Marluxia, needing to loose herself in something else other than the confession of Demyx, "You need a new change of bedsheets, as Axel made a new burned decoration." She paused for a moment as she pulled ajar the doors, and was eyeing some covers on top of a stand inside the large storage. "I also wanted to talk to you again, about what we are doing...with going against the Organization...?" Her gaze looked back at him in question.
For the last comment, I guess I will go wild, though I don't know with what xD. And as for the recent...my new avie is...flaming? o.O Or is...
fire mage, please refrain from calling and labeling everyone as "Axel haters" and say to "get over it" just because were criticizing what he did. This is a place for opinions, and were doing so. Axel has done a lot of wrongs, and we can expressively say that some of his actions weren't favorable without having to be seen as we "hate" him. If others can speak of the others members' faults throughout, then he is no different, as he does have his negative traits. We're not bashing or insulting his character, and a "Axel hater" is almost nonexistent, as it is a rare species. So what if Axel died in CoM there, and never was in KH2? Will he deserve it in your opinion? That's the prize of development. However, there is still some mystery on how Axel even got to that point. In 358/2 Days, we saw in the very first scans Saïx speaking to him about it [and no, he's not Xemnas's pet, contrary to popular belief. He does do things behind the Superior's back if he doesn't agree with it. But, it is for the benefit of the Organization, or better, for getting his Heart, never against them], with Axel replying back if he is sure that was really "Master Xemnas's orders". In the Novels, the most recent translations revealed, Axel, Marluxia, and Larxene, were sent for the mere purpose that they were in suspicion. I don't think I got Lexeaus and Zexion's conversation, yet that was the gist of it, along with them hypothesizing that Xemnas sent them there to die. To get a better idea: Spoiler It's not exactly really spoilerish, just gives out another mystery of what Xemnas was truly up to. Let's just say leave it with: Axel was in the same rut as Marluxia and Larxene once he was assigned with them as the Upper Floor members, only he happened to escape by the events. Coming from that, this mostly has to do with Xemnas having more of a hand in Castle Oblivion than predicted in choosing these specific people. Hopefully, we'll learn more about this in the upcoming game. There was something going on that has yet to be revealed, what Zexion snidely said in CoM to Axel fits if we take those translations in consideration, and Axel was; being a double-agent, somewhat not on either side. He was doing his own thing, hence, another reason that sprouted Zexion's remark. Even Axel himself gets confused of that it was a just a betrayal, or it was not a complete betrayal. Here are more excerpts from the Novel translations: Otherwise, Zexion, Vexen, and Lexeaus weren't traitors, considering that they were wanting Riku to combat against Marluxia's Sora, to stop the plot of the overthrow. Anyone who plays Chain of Memories knows that was their overall plan [and I went through the actual script online: http://www.gamefaqs.com/portable/gbadvance/file/919011/34162] with Vexen investigating by going to the Upper Floors. I do kind of agree that maybe Axel did it to clean up his tracks, yet, it didn't do him any good in the long run. First, how do we know that Zexion, Vexen, and Lexeaus weren't keeping contact already with those in the main headquarters? They were doing crucial memory research [we know how important this manner is to Nobodies, since CoM and 358 is based on that alone], and you would think that with that, they would've been in touch very constantly for updates. With Vexen's death, there was a gap before Axel got to Zexion. Along this, there was the fact that when Axel did come back from Castle Oblivion, alone, as the only sole survivor, he was suspected. You can tell a lot in the Novels, especially the way Saïx never stops expressing it [when they seemingly seemed to be conspiring together. I've seen them together in the pictures speaking of secrets as much as Roxas and Axel do eating and hanging in TT], and even Xaldin made a comment on it in KH2: FM+ in one of the new scenes of the meetings. Maybe they kept him there for some purposes, but it was apparent that ever since then, he wasn't trusted. At least, by the ones on the top. And truthfully, I would think them stupid if they were that blind in a "what if" scenario. I think it was not that bad from beginning, but as time passed, the suspicion kept increasing. Especially if Xemnas sent Axel to eliminate Roxas, when he will obviously know the relationship between those two. So, in the end, it was pointless and useless to kill Zexion if the was the case, after all [the only thing that bothers me about said deaths, including Vexen, was that it was done so harshly, sadistically, and completely cringe worthy]. There only needs to be a few holes to be filled, and that being what Axel was really thinking or doing [I know for a fact that when concerning Sora in CO, Roxas was was the main reason, but the Basement Floor members weren't involved in that particular hero]. Or what Saïx might have to do with it, if he did, considering he is "AXEL TRAITOR!!! KIIIIIIL! RAWR!!" all over the Novels and games. However, I do give credit in that fact that there's a very vague hint that Axel does acquire a sort of "regret" as his thoughts does travel to that time in most of his inner emo monologues.
