Larxene eyed the redhead warily, own bag still hugged by her arms, scoffing inwardly as she thought of the small amount of money he collected out of luck, compared to her hard earn one. Kind of. Slightly massaging the shoulder he had bumped into by his hand uncomfortably, whose touch lingered, and that made her unsettled, she had her eyes narrowed into slits as she stared at him. Slowly, the fierce woman inside was beginning to build itself up after he had announced of her "desperation for attention", and her tears, even when he had mentioned it again, and did not obviously believe her. Her defenses were getting back into order, as well as her shields, even though she still felt uncovered. No matter what she did or what she fixed, or if she was regaining back her strong control, Axel witnessed that swift moment of her being frail, and she couldn't change that, nor would he forget it in the long run. That part of her was out in the open to a person, and who knows if in the future in what manner they would utilize it. It irked her completely, feeling this...naked. Again, she despised it. And let alone, this had to be revealed to Axel, which, no matter what he said, doubts will be surrounding him in her view until something else happens that would prove the worth of him being trusted as she did once. If anything, that was what really bothered her; that someone who had done her wrong in some way, and one she did not have faith in, saw her at a delicate situation. The only who she thought she would feel comfortable with seeing her that way, which was very, extremely minuscule, was Marluxia, and that was simply because he remained true to her, and did not turn his back. Sure, he might not have cared for her death back then (she knew that even if she didn't see it), if you would call it "death", but they had a certain connection that told her it would be fine, at least. But, he even wasn't on her list. She rather let no one see her in that position. It was all still in her mind even she as he started to behave friendly. She also got called that she was in denial. He just wasn't comprehending her. She was a Nobody, for that to happen in what he was saying, she would have to be depressive, correct? She wasn't. Rather, she couldn't be depressed. Nor was she going to drown and lose her life in alcohol. It would make sense if he saw this back when she was human, with what he was stating having some leverage, but as of now, she wasn't in any type of dangerous path like she had been before. When she cried, and when she drank, it was just her old self, the one whose name was now scrambled and connected together with a "X".That...was that person. She didn't know why or how, but, she could feel it, and she didn't need Axel telling her otherwise. And as for trying or attempting to get past previous...complications on top of that, she was shock to be actually considering it, now as she thought deeply on it. The hatred and dislike that was traveling through her veins, and ravishing her brain were still existing, but it was lower, and more loose, if not, calmer. It would take a while for that to ever disappear when she saw his face, if it ever would, but nothing also said that she had to collaborate, like, or be beside him as anything if she did agree to calling it "water under the bridge". That would be forgiveness, however, and that wasn't the right decision as of yet for her. Maybe, she could take him at arms length, and simply be passive when around him, in the same way that team mates put aside their differences to work together. It was still something to think about, though, and she wasn't going to speak more of the matter until she was positive of what to do with that. She was quite startled to learn that he didn't buy her liking him in the past, nevertheless. Honestly, she would think she was obvious, and she wasn't even going to make up excuses for that one. In fact, the "like" was probably not to it's true sense of the word, she didn't understand what was it, and she didn't know, but she was definitely certain that she did not mind him as she did now, where every move he made was a question of being in suspicion, and she did not harbor a "grudge". Her mind was full of too many things right now that he had placed in her head, maybe on purpose, and her eye somewhat twitched at the thought of Axel basically following her from place to place out of anything else. In the end, this time, her confidence more brewing, she sniped in annoyance, "I haven't tried to find food," She wondered if he would trail after her if she, let's say, was in a cold, ravenous, freezing mountain. To test him, but of course, that wasn't the exact type of place she would enjoy staying for even a second as well. She thought of Atlantica, yet, truthfully, she will end up frying and killing all fish for being damn irritating. Stepping into a sing-along world was not her cup of tea. In the long run, even if she did loose him, or if he had to return back, or if she killed him in a all out of battle that she could easily begin, there was no doubt Xemnas might bring another after her, and if that didn't work either, he might choose to bring himself. The freedom she thought she had wasn't really being free as long as the "Superior" wanted her back, as she was aware that he needed more people, which is how they got to XIII in the first place. It was almost indescribable how the reality had sunk into her, and she lowered her sight to the ground, glaring at it as if it was to be blamed. As long as the Organization existed, better yet, Xemnas, she was stuck. That was the reality. She wasn't going to admit this to Axel either. She didn't want to return, and there was always the option of death as she had thought before, but she couldn't kid herself any longer. She had loathed it when she had faded back at Castle Oblivion and she didn't want to leave, and it was the same now. It was just her. She'll keep that to herself in the meanwhile as she raised her head back up, and glaned at the redheaded man with pride and self-assurance. "Look. I'm not in 'denial'. What you saw back there was not me, but a picture of what I used to be. That wasn't Larxene, so to speak. That part of myself came back at that precise second as I lost myself in my memories, and I can admit that, yeah, the old me maybe did have some sort of problem with that habit, but that isn't the case now. I'm fine, and I'm not as weak as I was before. And I won't suddenly turn emo either. So you can say what you want about that, if you don't get it now, then you won't get it." Her orbs sparked with a blaze. "For me liking you? Yes, I did. I never had anything against you, Axel, so I had no reason to portray any hostility except a few...certain teases that I would rather not mention. I was the one that maybe, possibly, gave the hint of bringing you into the group while I was being fooled by you, and like always, trusting someone backfired on me, and the disappointment was just as much. It's not a grudge, it's a issue with me to everyone. The good thing that came out it was for me to see that my naivete didn't leave, and that I was a complete idiot. In turn, that made me stronger, and thus, where we find each other today. Thanks for that one." Her body was tensed, but she soon ignored it despite the fact that she looked nowhere near gratified, and she switched the topic. "That doesn't matter anyway. I don't get how you would spot me in pink when the rest wore more bright colors, if not, the same shade, but I digress. I'll...accept you for the while, you know, put 'aside differences'? That way. Any other option it's difficult where we stand now." She pointed back to the crowd, now leaning against the wall, noticing she had a sort of appetite as well, but she wasn't going to leave first. She didn't want to unmask her back to him as a opening, and she will mostly be following behind. "It's a party, so there's probably food everywhere..."
I do not know D:. Doesn't Deathsight have settled you all into a plan or something? She'll be back soon anyway =D
Wait, what do you mean Roxas checking you out? xD I didn't see it or something...and yeah, I don't know what I was thinking when writing that post...
OOC: Wait, Fire, so Xengla went through the portal, right? To Org. XIII's territory? And computer is slow -_-. "Right. We will speak about this more later," Xemnas announced to Marluxia, as there were still some things that needed to be covered, certain holes to be filled. Now, however, he had many things to do in the lab, and they were being delayed by this interruption. He would have believed the Graceful Assassin in planning Toxyn to be captured by sending him the note, and it was something smart, however, it was unknown what the real deal of the matter was. Marluxia had tainted his name already, and it was hard to place trust in him at all, or what he says. It was no one's fault, but his own. The man will create his own downfall. And take Larxene down with him. How foolish. But, there was nothing to be done. If it was his decision, then so be it. On a different situation...he had then finally settled on Demyx, his soulless orange eyes studying the water wielder apart and apart, lips in a thin, uncaring line. Yes, it was time to deal with this, and he hoped that Vexen was working on the machine as he was here, taking his time to be placed to good use. The rest of the Castle That Never Was...he will take care of. All he got from his arrival was a still building headache, and the problems that came from the lack of teamwork on all parties. Axel and Larxene saying much than they should, and Demyx somewhere in what seemed to be soundless anxiousness. The boy probably thought he was honestly "feeling" that emotion as well. After a minute of silence, glancing slightly at Larxene muttering some words to herself that he could not decipher with the distance in between them, though it appeared to be a song, he then proclaimed tightly, "Number Eight, please kindly leave the room. Eleven and Twelve, you can remain here, but I would prefer if you come to the main headquarters soon enough. As for Nine...you would come with me to discuss privately your actions." He created a portal the moment he finished his sentence quickly to get this over with, and return to his work, stepping aside to let Demyx step in first, while he will follow. He eyed the member patiently.
I honestly don't understand what you're talking about xD. The only plan I ever had was just to get Xioimara, and destroying the bottom half of...
Was she just checking out my Keyblade? Roxas questioned silently as he saw her snap out of it, not noticing the fact that she was gawking at his weapon until it was too late. He only raised his eyebrows a little, his face pouting in contemplation, mostly in confusion at his thought on she checking out his Keyblade...why did that sound wrong? Now that he looked back, it did appear off, he just couldn't tell why. Scratching his head, then shrugging as he gave up on it, he sighed when this girl asked what was it he said, and he gave her a deadpanned look. In annoyance. He made his Oblivion disappear, while he switched his Oathkeeper with the Kingdom Key in two flashes of light, not needing to have two at the moment. He could use one easily enough, he just liked the feel of having both his hands moving, and dual wielding had become a habit, and a favorite of his. Much funner, too. Walking around her, like if he was cornering her figure, he stopped behind her back, and simply made a portal, snatching up Ravix by the hood of his coat carefully with his free hand, and dragging him into it, along with himself hurriedly. He was quite heavy to handle for his own 15 year old weight, but he got him in halfway before turning his head over his shoulder to look at her, a cheeky smile on his face. "Take this as the short version of what I said. With the exception of him having to make it up to my friend." "I applaud you for actually keeping your opinions to yourself," Xemnas somewhat congratulated without sounding anything like it, his sharp tone still intact, not having to hear any extra sentences and explanation for things that were not really necessary. It was a well-deserved break from what he had to experience so far, and he had to at least give credit for that alone; for not keeping on talking and blaming Axel, or having to degrade Demyx, or hear views. Just straight-to-facts. It made things easier. He comprehended Larxene's reason for having to make sure the picture of her was not tainted, but it was not like he took other's view of each other as those of himself. The type of problems they were having only needed to be solved by themselves. However, that was not something to think of at the moment. The fact that this fellow, Toxyn, which seemed to be topic of conversation, had followed Marluxia in, if he was not lying, got his attention. It did not escape him that maybe it could be as a sort of alliance, or attempt at one. With Marluxia's acts, and the fact that Toxyn was of the other Organization, that was the most likely conclusion. Marluxia, did, however, sent that note of those who were here, including the intruder, and he did manage to catch him and lock him somewhere for further questioning.The only way for Toxyn to have targeted and proposed Xioimara as a bargain, is if he knew that Marluxia was a suspect for betrayal. Not exactly a suspect anymore, as it was obviously revealed, but he wondered how did the man know that small information when he had never met any of them personally. And he was certain that Marluxia would not tell anyone of his plans outside of, possibly, Larxene. As he thought, his steel, orange eyes traveled to the pink haired man's own. "And why would Toxyn follow you?" Larxene sighed, holding off a yawn as she then listened to Marluxia's explanation of what he was doing, laying her head back on the puffed pillow as she plumped her whole body back on the bed, tired of sitting upright, and of arguing with the same people. Let alone seeing the same faces. The only thing she thought was a bit wrong was when Marluxia said that Axel had gone to insult him, since the target was her, and she didn't remember the redhead aiming for him in the beginning, as it was the other way around. Still, it wasn't like she would care enough to protect Axel anymore after the the first and last time. Besides, Marluxia probably just jumped in to defend her. That, or he wasn't pleased with the intrusion to his room. What Xemnas remarked was foul, though in a entertaining aspect. So what if it was opinionated? She felt the need to clear her name, so to speak. Hiding her face in the comfy cushion, trying hard not to appear as if she was falling asleep in front of the Superior, she rested, waiting, because there was nothing else to do really. She said her part, nobody could speak out of turn, and Marluxia was the last one. Minus Demyx, who had to explain himself in many ways to keep his nonexistent life going. But, really, it wasn't even that serious. It wasn't like he was pulling any stunt like Marluxia was doing [or her, for that matter, since she was in it] that exclaimed "TRAITOR!" in a loud voice, and if Xemnas sent Axel to get him, that meant he had another chance, and might get off. Otherwise, he would've sent Axel to kill him instead. The guy needed to calm down. She could practically feel the nerves protruding off of him even if she wasn't looking at him, and had her eyes caved in a pillow closed, though he was near her. And it was funny, because as Nobodies, he shouldn't even be this wrecked. Then again, she didn't know why Xemnas was stalling either, maybe to give him a lesson, agonize him, however, that sounded quite sadistic, and it was probably her heading there. Or that Xemnas wanted to get to the points of the battle and what went on. Whatever the case, in the end, it wasn't serious. Maybe a threat or two, something physical to set Demyx straight maybe, and that would be it, she predicted. Not the best, but not the worst. She was right in Axel's fire warming her up, but she wanted to seriously get a change of clothes, this time, into her PJs, and just go unconscious in her room forever and pretend the day never happened. Now that she was actually in something snug, the sleep that was disrupted because Xemnas wanted a word with her was coming back. Or perhaps it never left. She wondered how long this was going to last, and if the great leader were to do something to them for their "misbehavior". Her suggestion should be taken into account because of that fact, as this could break that said problem, and at the while give her peace of mind. She could work with other members. She was a bit assertive back there, admittedly, but she had a lot of things planned to overtake them, and it was annoying to her that they kept switching and being ruined because of a certain two. Perhaps that's why Toxyn didn't look too happy as well with the results: the interruptions to their ploys. She wasn't exactly a mastermind, unlike him, or what she thought him to be, yet, it was something unfortunate that she could understand him with. And she didn't like the idea. She didn't want to share any recognition with the man, let alone keep him existing, especially if he was expressing interest in their members. And this very pondering was lulling her to sleep, and she had to alert herself to snap out of it when she was losing her focus. It was worse as she now was able to move perfectly. Shifting her head so half the side of her face showed as she peeked, her eyes now opened to glance at the scene, she blew out a breath. And she tared, not having anything to contribute, or any comment to make. Unless Axel "fired it" up" again. Pulling her knees up in a self cuddle as her arms wrapped around them, she curled into ball, quietly, amusing herself by singing a song that meat to her in her head to pass the time while keeping her ears sharp to listen to what everyone was saying. It wasn't later before she freed her hand, and began to pass it through her blonde hair, trying to fix it. They weren't tangled, they never got that way, and she doubted they would even if she was inside a reeling tornado, but they were out of the usual style she left them in, and she didn't like others seeing her this way, with it loose. It wasn't bad, she just...liked to keep her privacy on how she looked with certain differences. Her strands were easy to brush and comb as she felt them smooth and get back in to place easily, and she started to zone out again until Marluxia answered to Xemnas as she kept the song and music that she had listened to back in her human days going in her head, and that in which was important to her, as it was a sort of release from her life back then. Unbeknownst to her, she was mumbling them outloud, though it was low enough for no one to hear as they came in silent whispers. Hold me like you held onto life... When all fears came alive and entombed me... All faith is lost and hell regained... In the dust of the wrath of shame... Just be brave...
Xemnas was left in silence after Marluxia finished, but for a different reason. "Well, I would think that after you performed your betrayal and failed, that position would not be exactly yours anymore by this point to 'give it up'. And it isn't." It was quite odd how he thought he was still obtaining the role as Lord, when that very title was simply given to test his loyalty in the first place, and to confirm the suspicion. He had sent the three upper floor members to be tested, that including Axel, who had managed to get himself out in some manner. Nobody believed or trusted the redhead any longer after that event, but he was kept there. They had to keep him close, after all, and his defection once Roxas was gone did not truly "surprise" him. Everyone thought him foolish for the feelings of friendship he had with the blond boy as well, and he had thought that notion needed to disappear. Yes...he had been quite hard on traitors. As he looked at the pink haired man, he found his curiosity peaked. "Is that so? You are thinking straight, as it wouldn't do you good to go against me again." Whatever that entailed, it was hidden. "As for Larxene, I somehow doubted you will force her to do anything that she does not want to unless you want her to thing you are against her. Especially if you have any sort of...bond." Larxene had tensed, more stiffly than she had been, when he mentioned the plain fact of her crying as she pretended to hang with those drunkards. She had been aware that he was somewhere behind her, taking his time, but she didn't know that he had caught her doing so. She had expected that he will only see her drinking, nothing else, and she pondered about it. How did he...? It wasn't like she was sobbing, or shaking her shoulders. It was just silently spilled tears. It wasn't like she couldn't control them either, because she didn't even notice she was doing so until that...Larxene closed her eyes for patience and to keep her levelheadedness as she had gotten to the realization, her body shaking for a second in held fury. Of course...that whore with her loud mouth basically shouting it for all the world to hear. She probably didn't notice how much of a shout it was because her mind was somewhere in another zone of thought. She could barely remember what happened after she had lost herself in her contemplations. God, if she could kill her...now she was finding herself being thrown this back. Her fists clenched hard, her breathing quickening, and if she had a Heart...well, thankfully, she didn't, or else it would be beating very rapidly. The mention of that one crying slip caught her off-guard. She detested when someone knew of her weakness and that they had been exploited, especially out loud. She hated when it was stated and announced at her face like Axel was doing. She disliked people and other shedding her open, and finding out things she didn't want them to find out. She didn't like people reading her. It disturbed her. She wasn't one to be exposed in this kind of spotlight, and the fact that he had gotten to that point made her uncomfortable and cornered, and enclosed, and she knew she was losing her rock-like composure. No, no, she wasn't to let it affect her...she'll just build her walls and defenses again, like she was doing now. Maybe in the end he will think it was a one in a lifetime thing...? Now she was getting delusional. She didn't know what Axel was talking about either. She wasn't desperate. Or, unhappy. Sure, it might be hard finding a hotel, and all, yet it wasn't something to be unhappy for, it was just a bit of frustration. Oh, and she wasn't desperate. That needed repetition. She was just drinking...well, because, she needed to play the part. Not that she needed to drink three bottles, and just take simple sips, but it wasn't anything worth being called needy over or something. So what? She wanted to drink and drown three bottles of alcohol. Usually, people do that daily to relax, and yes, she did do it out of habit back when she was human, because she wasn't left without any other choice the way things were going for her. And it was just a habit she had picked up when the memories came back to her of things she rather keep in the back of her mind, or completely taking out. She just wanted...liquor. That was all. And brandy was fine wine anyway. Larxene didn't even know why she was letting what Axel said get her this way, either. It wasn't important. It was distracting her from what he was saying, even though she could hear and understand every word as she listened, but she was slightly spacing out again after she noticed he took a pause to smile at something he found funny after explaining what the castle can provide, and what she had to do to earn some money. Performing was fun. The people were easy to impress. She did kind of like it. Of course, nothing could beat what the Castle That Never Was provided, but she had yet to see the life of a gypsy. Was the map that Clopin guy gave her where they stayed? What got her attention back, and got her stomach bubbling with that despise was when he began to speak about Marluxia and the plan, and she raised a doubtful eyebrow at what he was saying, almost like he understood, studying his expression skeptically. She was particularly looking at his glowing, almost fluorescent jade eyes. As the saying goes, the eyes were the window to one's soul, and she dug deep and intently without even blinking as she searched his irises, as well as keeping track of anything else that caught her sight. This was unlike him. For all she knew, he was a expert at playing it up, and he was just tricking her like he did back then. It was close to impossible to trust him, and she didn't let her guard down. The only thing that threw her in for a loop is when he had suddenly gotten closer, and she felt the gentle touch of his finger lifting her chin to look up at him. Needless to say, she had widened her eyes at that, not only shocked that he would actually make such a move, but befuddled that this was not somehow a warped dream. She remembered, quite bitterly, that she was the one to always do that kind of thing...back when she was stupid at that time in Castle Oblivion, she meant. She could only stare in disbelief even when he had taken it back, and she wasn't certain it happened. Did it? It was weird...this wasn't the Axel she remembered... It wasn't long until she noticed she lost control of her situation, and got herself back in order. She couldn't be a fool. Not again. Not again to him. Larxene had reverted to do as she had previously; study him. Very carefully. Taking every word in as if they had to be broken apart, revisited, and examined. The only thing that last stunned her was that he had said he would stay until she agreed. Unfortunately, she didn't detect anything amiss the whole time, but she gazed at him suspiciously anyway as she tilted her head, not buying it quickly. There was the whole no violence scenario again, and she wondered now if he wasn't allowed to, which was more likely. And if he was, would he had attacked her? Perhaps. He did slash her pink garment, and she would've defended herself if she didn't note that his position, as she had seen Axel battle, wasn't to aim at her skin. He was slower than he should be when he ran head on to fight, so she kept her cool at what he was going to do then. Larxene couldn't believe that she had once been resolute and determined not to go back, and now her goal was swaying. The only thing that held her back truly was her lack of faith in him. No matter what, what he did back then will stay on her mind. It was hard for her not to. She had been betrayed and stabbed behind her back other times, and she had taught herself to stay away from those people for the remainder of her life. Better if she never had to see them again. He was one of them. So if he even said he wanted to work some things out, it sounded like it could never happen. The whole spectacle left her to think as she didn't speak once more, this time letting time slip by in minutes. It wasn't until after that she found her voice, that she denied, "I wasn't desperate for attention. And I wasn't trying to drink myself to death either, though I wouldn't mind it, to be truthful. And the only reason I was wearing that horrible color was to camouflage myself with all the other ugly bright outfits around here." Larxene wasn't sure what she was saying, but she was going at it anyway. "I'm not unhappy either. It may be hard, but it takes time and patience to adjust to a new home. Besides, it doesn't have to be this world. I could find another one. It's almost even unbelievable that I used to like you, you know. Now, it's difficult to rely on you, just as it is difficult to trust you. So as to get past out differences, I doubt you would want to go through the process. Once you turn your back on me, it's... She stopped, not wanting to reveal anything else about her past, or any more weaknesses to give him, and simply just stepped up to him, and got her bag back, almost protectively as if she was hiding something personal. Her body was alert to act for whatever he might pull, preparing herself if anything. Narrowing her eyes questionably, she then added shortly, taking his last sentence as him not being serious, "What are you up to? Your job is probably to convince to go back to that castle. And you wouldn't really stay here until I agree."
Awww, man *huggles in comfort* Did you just forget everything you have memorized so far when it came down to it, or did they ask questions that...
Not done TOO WELL. Just done right. I'm not going to feel sad watching a YouTube video and reading some letters, while a not melancholy music is...
YAY!!! *swims in Larxene plushies*
OOC: Such a delay ^^;. Relaxation ended up with me sleeping, woke up later on the morning, like, 4?, and was bleh. So, got it now. "Oh, trust me, I'm not one usually getting burned when it comes to fire," Roxas retorted in a snap the moment he stepped into the portal she had conveniently left open, his battle face on as he eyed the girl with a stern and hard expression. He didn't know why she had forgotten to close her trails, but he took the chance once he took Xigbar's words into consideration. Yes, it was right for Ravix to be taken back with them, and apologize for the wrath he had brought upon Xioimara. And he was lucky the older member had knocked him out before he got his hands on him. He had left Xigbar behind, not sure if he decided to follow too, because he couldn't miss the chance; right now, he wasn't going to let Ravix get away. However, he didn't want to harm the girl either. She didn't even look like she knew what she was doing, and she was quite the wonder to think over. Hesitating, he pointed the Oathkeeper at her in threat and warning with a confident countenance, and while he did not want to battle, if she wished it so, he wouldn't have any other choice. "I don't want us to clash, you feel different than the rest. If you've seen what he did mercilessly to our friend, I would be surprised if you protected him. I'm not usually this way, and it takes a lot for a person to make me hunt them down, yet what he did was uncalled for, and he targeted someone we hold dear, and it became personal. I do ask for you to hand over Ravix peacefully, or else..." His gaze turned fierce. "The longest answer for such a simple question..." Xemnas muttered to himself closely exasperated. Placing his fingers to his temples as he massaged them, the headache forming quickly now, he studied the room discreetly, noticing a few things on the bed where Larxene laid, and what was going on before he came in, something he caught in the end, and the more he listened to Axel's words, the more he eyed the redheaded man displeased. "What I'm getting, Number Eight, is you degrading Number Eleven and Number Twelve, while not looking at your own actions in the process. I could handle Number Eleven on my own, is no doubt that he is up for suspicion to anyone. However, your words completely contradict your points. You speak of trust between comrades, and yet, you did not trust them either with you having to sent a message to me again and having to follow in Castle Oblivion. Look at the burnt end of that mattress. I'm certain you also insulted Number Twelve as a greeting, and on purpose, so your reasons for doing so is as she said, your call. Was that necessary? The way you speak ill of both her and Number Eleven does not escape me as well. You say she is selfish and 'hates your guts', but, you are not showing any better or that you are any different. You are presenting yourself as a hypocrite. And for the record, Number Twelve did send all battle reports, including yours and Number Nine, the exact same thing. The only difference was a update on the result and how you were doing, as well as the others, which is understandable. I do take into account what you all did. So next time, perhaps you might take up on your remarks and see them for what they are. There's no trust with any of you, so it doesn't fall on only two people. Period." He had spotted Larxene raising her hand a little to get his attention on wanting to speak, and he let out a breath. "Yes?" "As Marluxia would soon have his chance to defend himself, and you recognize that I did report well and did not 'take any credit', as someone so richly placed it as, I feel as if I should explain my side, because I won't let him paint a picture of me that is not the right portrayal, Superior. Oh...by the way, Axel, thanks for keeping me warm, I was quite cold, after all," Larxene replied, before turning her head around to give Axel a mocking and amused little wink at her last sentence as she giggled, from the fire he began earlier because he couldn't take a few, simple insults if his Nobody life depended it on it when he started it in the first place. She found the whole thing funny, truthfully. He did just as she predicted. Don't bark if you can't take the bite, she'd say. And that bark was pathetic, that it wasn't even worth answering. Especially what he said to Marluxia. Commenting on a suggestive scenario where him and Toxyn supposedly appeared as if they played around? That was odd. And then, what about that leaf thing that Marluxia had given her and how it would give her a bad stomach? All she could remember about that was laughing to herself. That was the best he could come up with? Really? Was that the reason that he didn't respond back to Toxyn's diss before because he couldn't answer back to it? Thankfully, he didn't, or he would have embarrassed himself. And then, of course, what he pulled on her. Was that his actual 'scare tactic"? Because, seriously, if he ever thought she would ever be afraid of his corny ass, he was really becoming delusional now with his ego and arrogance. All that fire did was heat her up, which she had needed badly because of her wet outfit, it wasn't her bed also, along with the fact that she was freezing, and it even managed to dry some of it off in the long run. She remembered some touch that he gave, but she shrugged it away, whatever it was not affecting her. And even if it did, he was lucky that the Superior was here. "First, Sir, I did not need help. I find it weird that they commented on me not having enough upper body strength, and yet, they're not me. How would they know? Sorry, but they won't speak for me or what I can or cannot do, and make it appear as fact. That's not their call, it's mine. I do happen to have more strength than the average woman. I was ready to pull Axel out if anything, and I admit, it was hard, and he was being rolled in, but it wasn't something I couldn't do if I put my mind to it. I was levitating, it's not the same when your feet are on the ground, it's common sense." She took a break there, not wanting to pack this all in at the same time, and let Xemnas hear what she was saying more calmly. She wasn't going to sound like a snitch the way Axel was going at it. "Anyway, I found it better for him to heat himself up while he was being sucked in, and condensate the water. This way, not only will he have a new idea on how to combat the said water, because if he knew about it, he would've used it before when he was in the typhoon, but it might help him in the future on how to perform a tactic. If he couldn't, and he was weak, then I would just haul him out. All of a sudden, I feel somebody's arms wrapping around me, and here was Demyx, pulling me out. I would understand him thinking I needed help, yet I didn't, because I had something in my brain about what I could do if Axel did or did not bring heat, and in the end, the plan I had was gone. I had another, while more risky, strategy. Demyx for some reason unknown to me, just maneuvered some water or something, I think, but, I had enough water in that battlefield to last me a lifetime, I didn't need his as well. Not only that, but Axel needed help first at the same time, and me, actually doing something unlike...well, me, for once, and it was unappreciated as you can see, took him to that girl, mostly because he breathed out something about a heat source, and she was the one who could easily provide it. I followed my instincts, so I placed him in her care, and she did her job as we see the result before us. As you know, I got the lightning attack I was aiming for, as KuaXa was now combining four into one, so I used it. I had the only dominating element that could kill them, those two can deny it all they want, but Toxyn, and everyone else in that fight if you wish to interview them, would tell you otherwise. Unfortunately, that was too much power and energy for me, and it got me paralyzed, so I couldn't move. Until now, that is...with Marluxia's help...." Xemnas let out a breath. Again. "Basically, you didn't need help, Number Nine thought you did, and it was just all your own method of thinking on what to do or what all three thought was right. Lack of communication and chemistry. Not exactly what I would think would be a problem." He raised a eyebrow. Larxene shrugged, not having a answer. "I don't know what was it, but if I did need help, I would ask for it. And I say this now so everyone can keep it in mind. It was bothering me because my ploys kept getting foiled, and I didn't know whether they wanted to be the center of attention or not, or if they had something against me doing something. If they did, really, I didn't do anything for the other unknown members there to be interested with me after I showed up. I don't know what Axel and Demyx's problem was. It was like that all the time. They never gave me a chance to even breathe, I just don't get it. When I tried to do something, one of them interrupted. When I tried to do this, one of them interrupted. When I tried to act, one of them got in the way. Over and over. They weren't letting me handle anything by myself, and I didn't deserve it. I didn't. When I was speaking to Toxyn and handling it on my own, Axel interrupted as predicted, maybe because he was hating the fact that I was in control, and wasn't the focus. And he got a biting from Toxyn himself for it. That kind of satisfied me..." She grinned at the memory a little, if not, weakly, before turning back to her Superior politely, though her eyes had glazed over. She was going to go all out, with the complete truth of what she was feeling at the time and what she was thinking. "You know...a part of me...didn't want to help Axel, really. Mostly because I kept thinking that he wouldn't want it from me, and there was no reason for me doing this because obviously, look at the way he speaks about me now. That's what I got in return the moment he came in, sir. Insult. And when I insulted him back, he then threatened me. He said I made myself look like the victim, but honestly, he was doing that by himself. And I wasn't going to let him talk to me that way either. That, Superior, is the reason why I would regret ever lending a hand and delivering him to that other fire wielder for aid, the exact second he began spilling out those words, I believed it was pointless and worthless in the end, and I did something stupid for him. He's not the type to ever deserve my help. Which is why you never see me help others. If this is all I'm going to get back for it, then I rather refrain from doing so." She needed to do this for herself and her sanity in the long run, and hopefully, Xemnas won't take what she said next the wrong way. "Packed with all those things I said, I think I have to ask something of you, with all due respect, Sir; don't ever let me pair up with them, or keep me in the same battle as they are. Either sent me alone, or with someone else who I can work with better, Superior. They can't let me do anything. And when I do or want to do something, they won't let me do it myself, and insert themselves for no reason. If you want to call that 'help', be my guest. And I'm sorry, but I can't stand them another second if this is the way is going to be. It's just not going to work if this is what I have to deal with every time I have them beside me on a mission, especially dealing with this group. That's all I ask, if you would grant me this favor. You did so with Demyx already, and all I need is Axel to be in the same situation, at least when it comes to fighting." "I will debate it, because I do believe that suggestion can work for all of our sakes the way things are turning out to be. But, I think I heard enough. I do have to say, however, that you did prove yourself, and I do regard it, to let you know. You did succeed in that aspect as we agreed and the main cause of why I sent you, especially with the early message," Xemnas stated plainly, and would've said more, if he did not suspect her to be with Marluxia. Quite the shame, too. The girl was sharp, yet he had seen himself that she could be naive, and that alone will not do her well, and might cause her downfall. Even so, that was enough for her in recognition, as she attempted to hide and prevent the smile that came from his assessment. Noting that he was getting different points of views about what happened, but all he needed were the straight facts, he figured he was done with that side of the matter. It wasn't like anything crucial was revealed, except their thoughts. What needed to be explain was Marluxia, and this was going to be quite interesting. He eyed the pink haired man. "You're up next, Eleven." OOC: The stronger than the average woman came from Larxene herself in the game: anything she hit, flew across the wall in the air, or was sent flying. And how she picked up Repliku with one hand and threw him like he was 5 pounds of weight. Or no weight >.>.
OOC: I apologize for everything with that decision suddenly, but after certain people made me feel stupid [in a good way :P, and then Deathsight who needs me here, after all the ploys we've talked about =3], I did decide to stay. So, sorry for that, I was just frustrated, and it hit a point. I'll reply much later, you know, just to relax and clear my mind. Just expect a response soon :P. Don't kill me D:. Give me Larxene plushies instead =D.
I'm really upset right now, Fire. Like, I don't know what happened, but, the more I have to deal with crap like this, the more I'm just completely...
OOC: After thinking about it, and even though I would've had the perfect vengeance post for what Axel did, I'm going to bypass it, simply because, in my previous post, Larxene [and in turn, Xemnas, who would've seen the end of it too] already did bypass/ignore it herself as well if it happened before Xemnas came in, which screws up the time frame, and my post completely. If the reply was before mine's, then yeah, I would've answered. Or I would've edit it. But it isn't. I gave it a chance to be edited if fire mage reread it, but I guess one wants it to stay, and there's nothing I can do to make both Larxene and Xemnas suddenly realize what Axel did now, because something to Axel would've gravely happened to him as well. If it helps, a trick to see if someone else has posted is to click Preview Post, and see the replies below to see if there is any new ones before you then go to the Reply button. Give you chances to edit. And even Axel could've caught with Marluxia and Larxene later to deal with what happened. Otherwise, I just wanted to explain why I chose to ignore it. I'm just going to keep Axel's words to Xemnas since it's after, and since Marluxia didn't post, he might keep that part as well in whatever way it would be. Just please, try not to add to anything when I already posted something that was around the same moment? If you need to say it, then hold it off until a proper time. I don't need to be confused about what to do. In fact, I'm already feeling like I need to quit this RP. There's too much things to deal with, and maybe a break from it would help, at least. Seriously, I'm in my point. I'm going to PM you, Hellkitten, to see for the characters.
Hey, its gotta be done well *shrug*. What can I say? xD Even if it's weird now, maybe soon it will just smooth over. And, Larxene had warned...
Lol xD. It takes a lot for romance, or even something, to get me to cry or feel upset, or be "aww". Call me heartless and stuff, but the only...
Poor Xemnas D:. All the things and children he had to deal and take care of. I would never want to be in his place Dx.
OOC: She already edited that, I think [she might have replied without being aware of the other posts, which can happen]. I don't even know what to do with the Larxene and fire thing considering she would've noticed in the last post since is around there, and we have to keep with the time line. I don't know hot to make it seem like Axel did that with everything going on... In other words, I don't know what to do. But, I know what to do with Roxas. Roxas was waiting Xigbar's answer for the idea, wondering if he was thinking around the same lines, but as he gave one simple blink, they were rapidly then surrounded by two walls of fire, the flames rising to the ceiling as they swiveled and flickered around them both, crackling sounds of the blaze resonating quietly. His instincts, because of the many spars he and Axel have, had gone to his best friend, but then that notion left as soon as it came when he knew Axel wouldn't have a reason to block them. Obviously. The heat creeped up his skin, and his eyes, used to this attack most of all, shifted around for the culprit who had the element of his redheaded companion. It wasn't hurting anyone at the precise second, so he didn't need to act, but he did finally spot a figure, and kept his concentration on it. If his vision wasn't playing tricks on him, it appeared as a female silhouette...
No, I am INVISIBLE. Yeah, well, I don't usually ignore you, is that I was too into my reply. And, you need to read at least some to understand...
Wow. That was odd...I'm not sure about it being a true story, but it does sound very sacrificial. Sweet and sacrificial. I didn't have any sort of...
