"Is not only the hand holding, there's no reason for me to get upset over that with what I just did...is the chemistry, is everything. I just think Tifa is better for him," Aerith concluded to Yuffie in a silent whisper that was meant for her ears only as they walked side by side to the school back door, getting into the hall. That was exactly it, and in some way, it was like she was just prolonging the inevitable fate, so might as well make them have their head way and get out of the picture. It was for the best, she was sure. Feeling her heart sink even more at the thought, to the point where this unfathomable ache coursed through her body in a painful swish, she felt her eyes burning, but blinked them away quickly. Not now. Putting up a smile to herself, she continued on replying to Yuffie, her facade of normalcy right on, "I don't think I'm going to the pool either...I really don't feel much up to getting wet, you know?" It was then, really, that Tifa sensed distress in the air, the minute Cloud took back his hand. Of course, it kind of made her a bit disappointed, yet it allowed her to see that not everything was exactly perfect at the moment. Becoming concerned, she quietly stared at Cloud, whose face she couldn't precisely read, but who seem to be in some sort of thought. But, the person who really got her attention, was Aerith, who was ahead with Yuffie, talking to her...it was dismal, though. She didn't know why she found Aerith so interesting, yet she saw something different in her composure that exuded...she didn't know what, melancholy? It was bad though, she could tell, and pondered over if it was because Cloud held her hand. Did it affect her that badly? If so, they could speak…turning to the blond male first, as she was kind of anxious to approach Aerith with the state she was beginning to get in, she asked in a low and timid voice, "Is everything okay?"
Larxene hitched in a breath, her now clouded eyes growing for a second when she found Axel trailing and tracing his finger sensually pass her skin lightly, hovering over the spot that would've perhaps made her jump. Biting her lip as she held in a shudder, not wanting him to know how much it affected her, she fluttered her eyes closed, enjoying and relishing in the feeling. Her face moved over to dig against the crook of his neck deeply, giving a kiss and teasing him with a few nips to the open skin there, while her hand moved from the zipper, and simply draped like a coiled snake over his torso. Was it possible to make time go faster and have gotten the Genie thing over with? She heard the footsteps of the waiter and his awkward "There you go, Sir", hearing a fork hit a plate as if cleaning up, and a slight tap on the table that sounded like the bill. In a blissful hum and her voice thick with a desire, she stated in a muffled tone, "Just pay already..." She would've paid half of it, but her wallet went with her uniform, which she wasn't wearing. "I owe you..."
Larxene rolled her eyes at the pesky rat's words, hearing him from the low volume that she was listening to her music. If he wanted to see if she would be productive, maybe he should wait his furry butt until she actually makes the stand. She just wanted her trial over with, after she said the- productive- things she had to say. This was a odd court session anyway, considering she thought they were suppose to have a jury, but they weren't exactly present. Just what kind of rules applied to this particular case? The thought got broken, however, when the voices of the prosecution and Xelax cut through her ear, making her just look on boredly. First, she already made it clear enough that she could care less about this court, let alone bother to lie at all, to save what? Her own skin? Hah. There wasn't a need to. Glancing over at the other attorney, she replied with a short, "I've been feeling comfortable." "If you are allowed to go to the stand, which there shouldn't be any reason not to, so I'm positive you will, do me the favor, and try to remain polite, or some form of good behavior, considering that it will either be us or the prosecution questioning you at some point," Janexna added, not wanting something atrocious to occur in the process of her presence. That wasn't something they needed. Nonetheless, Larxene didn't answer, and just simply gave her a look, before continuing to listen to the song she was enjoying, according to her more calmed composure. It didn't really matter what Larxene thought of the court, because for her, there was a different reason for her being here.
"I do not think that calling one simple argument a win is right, it seems the prosecution is too fast on calling victory like if it's given to them by only one source of a point. For anyone who has played CoM, one or both versions, concerning Larxene, she did much of nothing on manipulation, as I will explain on why. The events of Castle Oblvion is tricky in the fact that everyone was at fault in there somehow, though Marluxia and Larxene can't be completely blamed for. Before I continue though, I will like...um...to call Larxene up to the stand," Janexna finished somewhat nervously, her eyes shifting behind to see if Larxene was there yet. "What for?" Larxene asked loudly in a snipe as she came back through the wooden doors, only to hear she will be up there in the God forsaken chair being looked on and prosecuted. Fantastic. There was just nothing positive to better her mood, was there? She was even shocked at herself for lasting this long without lashing out. She really did not understand what was the point of the court room and what everyone was trying to prove, it wasn't like there would be any thorough jail sentence or punishment, as they had to go back, so the whole thing with trying to prove or disprove facts was just a waste of time for what? Pride? A arrogant and egotistic battle on who's right and wrong? Cause that's what it sure as hell looks like, especially on everyone's "Is obvious I'm soooo right, and you're stupid" words throughout the whole thing. And they were all mixed up in this crap for no reason. She'd rather go back to darkness then be in this freaking damn hole, at least it was peaceful there. "For the fact that you need to be up there, Larxy, so we can continue to talk about your charges and perhaps drop them depending," Janexna answered calmly, kind of expecting this kind of retribution from her. She was thinking of addind if that wasn't what she wanted, but scratched it out due to the fact that she could predict Larxene will answer with a "I couldn't give a damn either way", or something along those lines. Still, she had to somehow convince her to come here, though the blonde female was a hard, hard case. "Listen, I'll give you my iPod to listen to so you can do something, and I promise you won't be questioned so much. All you have to do is sit there like you have done for the rest of this court session. You're being charged against crimes that aren't exactly that high on standard." Larxene giggled, this whole thing was hilarious. She placed a hand on her empty, noexistant heart of a chest, in a fake dramatic manner, looking sad and hopeless. "You don't say? Oh no, and what are they ever going to do to with littel ol' me? Take me into the electric chair? Hang me? Get a death sentence? Because trust me, after the first time, it goes along great, really, a true breeze. Oh! Or maybe go to jail for a whole year? Oh my God. The. Horror." She deadpanned the whole last sentence, giving Janexna a dry and unimpressed stare, while she was probably making a show in the middle of the room. Did she care though? The answer was obvious if you knew her well. She snorted arrogantly. "Face it. This whole thing is a ego clash between the prosecution and you, we're just along for the ride. But since you are at least on my side, I'll go and take a stand. Can't promise that I'll cooperate, though." She smiled a saccharine sweet smile there, ever so innocent, before heading to the defendant table in casual steps, passing through the swinging doors, and reaching the table, grabbing the iPod that was held out to her already. The thing was, she didn't really even know what kind of music was in there to match her taste. "Don't worry, I have I'm A B*tch by Alanis Morisette in there to fit your needs," Janexna remarked snidely as she saw Lar-Lar browsing through the selections. It was odd, standing so close to her favorite female character, though it was exciting at the same time. Yet, Larxene's aura also posessed a challenging tension that made her snap something back for...whatever reason she couldn't comprehend. She saw the blonde smirk at her with a raised eyebrow, not at all upset, but rather, interested. "Kind of catty, aren't you? I like that. Just make sure to watch your mouth around me next time, as...a freak accident might oh so happen to you, and you wouldn't want that, would you? I've been missing my toys," Larxene airily and lightly said as if she was talking about the sunny and warm weather, though a slight dangerous glint in her eyes proved that her threat wasn't one to be ignored. "So, do I go up or not?" Janexna kind of sweatdropped, a slight dab of fear running through her spine, after all, she wasn't a fighter, and well...this was Larxene. However, she shrugged in a relaxed demeanor, knowing Larxene doesn't attack unless the occasion called for her to have some fun. "It depends on what the judge decides, just wait a sec...I don't agree with the 'kids' going first, you call to the stand who you want to call to the stand...the order won't change anything." As a reply to that, she had to take out the papers she had on the side of the desk as Larxene went to sit on it, swinging her legs comfortably, placing on the earphones and pressing play to something she couldn't see, the female blocking it on purpose. And now that she looked at it, if you were none aware of her savagery, one look at Larxene, and you would think she was harmless, with the big aquatic eyes, pale skin, adorable voice, childish behavior (which was creepy or cute depending whether it's "I want to play with my toys! =3/>D" or "*pout*" ), and antennae strands sticking out like some innocent bug. Pfft. Talk about deceitful. Still, she entertained herself by trying to focus in the song Larxene was listening to to see if it carried through the air. Why was she hiding it? OOC: Yes, siree, I was kind of bored xP.
OOC: This place is addicting (at least concerning the RP arena), so much, that is scary o.O. By the way, thanks for the welcome, ANF :). My best friend has the Annual Pass, but I still had to pay T-T. Course, 15% off, but still...T-T. And you're lucky that you get to go any time, I told A I was kind of jealous of that. It was truly fun though, I rode on everything, basically, though I didn't get to enjoy Universal Studios with most of the 3-D features (though I'd seen them all with my mom when we went there). My favorite, however, will forever be The Hulk. I went four times on it, super fun :D. I was laughing like a school girl on crack the whole time xP. And to think...I used to be terrified of roller coasters... And darn it! D: I wanted the mood. If I would've known before about the lights, I would've pretend that they were turned off. Is that I never wrote Marluxia and Zexion going over to the switch as they just portalled, so I kept it. Darkness seem way more mystical... Larxene had been emptily and blankly eyeing the wall, the bed, the room, the fire place, and anything else that wasn't much of interest, her eyes stinging enough to feel the sleep on them, but it was just too uncomfortable to be able to rest soundly. If only she could get up and turned the lights off, but she knew she was useless on that aspect. Maybe...maybe just a tiny spark of electricity from her would do it, if she could manage to concentrate it on the light bulb and had the energy enough to do so. For her lowering sanity, it was worth a shot. Yet, before she could try to charge up in any way possible, she froze as her ears picked up footsteps in front of her door, the sound of a male's voice muttering to himself reverting inside the room, pacing back and forth, his shadow apparent from the light of the hall and under the door's gap. For some reason...it sounded somewhat nostalgic, though she was more alert on the fact that somebody was on her door, at this hour. Larxene would've called it a passerby, but then the handle rattled to throw away that notion. Something gripped her tightly in her stomach and lungs, more so because of the fact that she was connecting the type of voice this man had to a very well known person to her, and she widened her eyes in shock when the door was opening, the mere sight of it bringing some life on her dead brain to start working its gears enough to the problem at hand. How...? How could someone get in when no one had her key card except perhaps, Marluxia or Zexion...was it one of them? False hope, she knew, but...then...she didn't understand. What was happening? The thing that hit her like a ton of bricks though, and literally made her stop breathing, was when a familiar redheaded male stepped in, face first as handsome as ever, and it was a soundless blow was delivered to her whole body like a boulder smashing unto her ruthlessly, to the point that the her insides shook as she was thrown into a loop...of...of anxiousness? It was all...it was all coming back with just his presence, out of nowhere, including the the painful tug at her chest that made her shudder in anguish. Her trembling, glassy eyes shifted to hide under her pillow, as her fingers clenched around the fabric of the sheets. No...no, no, no...what was he doing here? What...? She didn't want to see him right now...she didn't want to see him at all... What was she going to do now? Any thoughts were scattered, however, as he called out her name...her name coming from his lis and his voice uttering it, and it sent her on a small rush, and if it was any other time, she would've relished in it, only more soft, deep, husky, and in a breathless moan that only happened in her dreams. As her mind clicked though, she decided to try and pretend to be asleep...that could work somehow. However, she was positive he had noticed the reaction, no matter how small, so finding some type of strength lingering within her at the cage she was now in, a slight crackle above in the bulb was heard when her focus went deep, and soon, the lights turned off...making her let out the breaths she had been holding, though she did unleashed them slowly to not garner any suspicion. Yet, she had a feeling the act was pointless. Still, she could hide in the darkness. But why...? How did he...? OOC: That was more of a surprised "WTF" reaction xD.
OOC: Is jumping the gun too soon. The only thing I was aware of was that Naminé was being put on trial. So unless I get a brief summary of what made the decision of which I apparently missed, I'm going to have to for ICSP.
OOC: Is good to know, makes someone feel touched :3. Though it was so hard not posting, so tempting...I missed this place D:. I'm not familiar with the USoLA, though Orlando's has...let me see, Dueling Dragons, The Hulk, Doctor Doom's Fear Fall, Jurassi Park River Adventure, Dudley Do-Right's Ripsaw Falls...this is only Islands of Adventure...erm...I don't know if the 3-D rides counts. Okay...maybe there are more things in Florida's than LA's o.O. Larxene was at peace, finally. The room was quiet, serene, no sound to be heard, except the loud rattling of the windows from the strong, cold wind, that was getting more harsh with every second, while the curtains slightly flowed with the passing breeze that reached the gaps. Tranquility. Loneliness. Quite fitted her situation, honestly, and she wouldn't mind spending this...vacation in here for the rest of the trip. It would keep her from running into him anyway. Zexion and Marluxia had forgotten to turn the lights off as they left, so now she was stuck with a blaring ray in her eyes, which coudn't make her go to sleep, and so the nothing stared at nothing. Snuggling more into her covers, she painfully moved her arm as she tried not to whimper from the agonizing pounding that followed, and grabbed her second pillow, putting it next to her, cuddling against it like it was a stuffed animal, her face digging into it. Much more comfortable. Kind of reminded her of earlier tonight when everything was oh so wonderful....the words of Zexion and the images that he showed of it being a misunderstanding still stuck in her mind, hopeful, but even if true or not...she didn't know whether her trust will be gained back to him, if ever. He'll never know her feelings. He'll never be entrusted with anything else again. And she will keep her distance. Broken once...she didn't want a second time, especially as she hasn't yet recovered...if she actually would. Who knows what he thought of her or his future actions. If it can hurt this much... As her muscles hurt from the movement, she found the odd feeling very interesting. It was almost as if her body didn't belong to her, and it was just moving on its own accord, the physical pain only distant, while her soul was watching from above. Closely like a dream. Weird. Was that how being numb felt like? Or was she having a epiphany? Was it emptiness? Or something else? As she thought before, it truly did appear like the pure definition of a Nobody. Unfeeling. Though that wasn't completely true, because she did feel that scar when she figured out what she was still wearing... Zexion did want Axel to be quick, but he really didn't expect him to be so quick, because with one blink he was gone, only left with a thanks hanging in the air. Better for him though, to reach Larxene if she ever falls asleep so she'll be able to understand more of what he was saying. The guy was very happy to him coming back though, considering the glowing green eyes lit up even more at the sight of him with the key card that will lead him to his most precious person. He really didn't know what would be the outcome of this, if Axel had anything planned even, but he guesed the news will be heard around in the morning, if not, he'll find out himself. Letting out a tired breath, and a silent yawn, he simply began to portal to his room, wanting away from the drama and to get his much needed rest after such a long while.
Idiot, Axel thought to himself as Rexwand got up and went ahead to leave, still quite out of it. It was too late to bother and stop him from making the decision, and soon the room was less one number in a quick getaway. Axel didn't get it. Did he want to die going out there? Seriously. However, he got back on track with the matter at hand when he heard Naminé's two cents added in, and he agreed as well. Shigiku needed to be safe, and looking over at Zexion, he asked of him, "You can pass through the portal first, I think it would be a good idea. That way, in case of anything, a male can be on the other side. As for Shigiku..." He stared down at the little girl softly, sending a comforting smile at her. "You're going to go with Naminé first, then Larxene and Roxas can follow. I'm staying behind for awhile..." He then stared at his best friend in succession, waiting for him to let go of the blonde girl in his arms so they can get out of the suite. "I'll go with them," was Roxas's response to Axel's gaze, before turning at Naminé, carefully and silently telling her to let go of the pole. He was going to hold on to her as they walked, that way, if she ended up falling, he would take the impact for her, and Shigiku. Though he wasn't exactly sure what Axel was going to do...staying behind from the rest, and his cheek really did look horrible, yet he hoped the reason wasn't to heal it. Larxene did not even apologize for her stupid and damn unneeded attitude, and while he didn't expect her to, he got a bit annoyed that she was just going to get away with it. He knew Axel was holding himself back with Shigiku there, and the child didn't need to see anything violent from him, but it was...he shook his head. Roxas will let the matter go, though he sent a displeased and dangerous glare to Larxene. Getting back to what was important, he began to step out as Axel grabbed Shigiku tightly to prepare to hand her over, questioning to Naminé, "Ready?" Thinking that it was good idea too, Zexion had reached inside to the small compartment through the black void on the wall and the passage that led to the designated place, letting them deal with who got in first by themselves. Now that he was studying it carefully, they would fit just fine, especially that they became one person short. There was a door, and other exits, the main reason he chose this room in particular. This will definitely do.
Janexna went to pay no mind to Birdman again, who was becoming quite obnoxious now on the fact that Xelax had no prove. Whether it was from frustration or simply prevailing on that matter, she didn't know, but she was trying to ease the court up. Staring back at Xelax, she simply added in to his statement, "True, and they probably did start this, but it stands most of all that Naminé isn't the one on trial here, and she's now being tried as a witness, where it shouldn't be debated now whether she could portal or not. The thing is...this topic is at the wrong time. Just wait until Larxene and Marluxia take a stand to argue this, so you can defeat the point of their charge against child abuse or coercion. That's the best route to go. The prosecution will only keep going with that reason. I'm not saying to drop it, just hold it off for a second..." At this, she let out a breath, a bit cornered, as Xelax needed more prove than what he's giving. "Though, do you have prove about what you claimed? Cause I have nothing with me right now..."
Janexna sighed, rolling her eyes slightly, though she got distracted when Xelax asked her what was wrong, and she smiled despite herself. Aw. So concerned. She was lucky to have a partner like him, ignoring the fact that he was so headstrong. "Nothing, just that Larxene and Marluxia aren't here in case she gets called, but it is not such a big deal, I'm sure she'll come soon. Though I would like to ask you to ignore Birdman and let the topic rest... we can discuss that type of situation when Marluxia is on trial instead of Larxene. It fits more to him than anyone else on the castle considering his position. You can argue about the whole matter again when the topic of Naminé appears." She eyed him thoroughly, almost in a stern countenance, though she elbowed him playfully. She had said her words in just as a whisper as he did, only for him to listen as well, yet she waited for his decision. "So, what do you say? Save it for later and get Larxene over with?"
"Of course, I've been sick of having this outfit on, and have been wanting to take it off ever since it came in contact with my skin," Larxene sneered in distaste, frowning as she peered down at her blue bedsheet that covered the harem clothes she was wearing. Lifting her head from his shoulder, her eyes quickly scouted for the waiter, deciding to ditch dessert and get out. Besides, she had her sweet right there in the form of Axel, and all she had to do was add chocolate syrup and have him. Simple conclusion. Spotting the cute guy over at a table on the right side, she waved her hand to get his attention, sending him a slight piece of electricity for him to get his focus faster, and in a jump, he looked around, seemingly trying to figure out where it came from, or whether it was just him. In the end though, all he caught was Larxene, and she signaled at him for the chek, into which he nodded. She then smiled in satisfaction. Done. Thinking back on what Axel said though, she merely took a glance at the redhead, giving a small shrug as she laid back. "I don't exactly feel up to doing a show. I really....don't think we need it as much as Xemnas thinks we do, the onlly reason I'm letting it happen and agreeing with it is because of my extra paycheck. I rather do something esle..." She was saying this while nonchalantly and suggestively playing with the zipper of his black coat, opening it and closing it three inches back and forth, as if wanting to take it off, but knowing it wasn't the time to. Larxene only needed to feel his skin and the lines of his abs under her fingertips though, nothing else farther than that. "Yes, that was, Saïx. Do you know what the dispute was about?" Xemnas asked, now interested. Usually, to his knowledge, Larxene and Marluxia got along, so it was surprising to hear the fact that the girl had attacked and flung him over to the shelves, thus, creating the mess that needed to be dealt with now. And since Axel himself was in it, there had to be more to the story. Not to mention, they had all abandoned their duties and did not take care of the destruction they created themselves. It seems another meeting was at hand...
This is simply the unpopular pairings thread, not the one were ones that can never happen. Coming from that, I rigidly still think that Repliku/Riku x Naminé has gone down the drain ever since Roxas appeared to take her away, leaving Riku with no girl at all again, apparently. Is it hard for the male best friend to have some girl on the side? Alos, Roxas and Kairi and Sora and Naminé. While I understand the latter, I do not get the former just from a split second connection they had for a moment, and even then, Kairi was asking for Sora.
OOC: You always refer to the judge as your Honor xP. It gets old, but you don't see any judge being called Steven. Xemnas sat calmly and nonchalantly in his chair, simply needing to sit through all the words and the exchange of contrasting views upon others. He didn't feel anything on the fact that his Organization, even himself, were on trial, and in truthful fact, he did not care, and was not nervous or anxious about the outcome of what it will be for him or anybody. He was seated in this court room, because he was simply there. Nothing more, nothing less. It wasn't like he had a heart to be fazed by the current events, though he did eye Larxene and Marluxia sharply as they walked away. Traitors. Along with Axel and Roxas in a later segment. He never did give them the rightful punishment in their place that they deserved, though he should've been more conscious of Axel further, as nobody had really bought his tale on what happened in Castle Oblivion. He knew well, that Zexion, Vexen, nor Lexaeus, faded by simple acts of the Keybearers. The thought was long ago, however, and the problem was far away, and now, here they stood. Being convicted on their acts for trying to gain back a heart. Janexna wanted to cry, that was barely even a break, and they were back all over again with the court, with a new (somewhat handsome) judge. Not only that, but Larxene, along with Marluxia, disappeared all of a sudden. Scratching her head a little as the discussion continued on, not able to reply back to Xelax's question in time, she felt something cold shudder down her spine, sensing something wrong near her. Naturally, she glanced over at her partner, almost suspiciously, not getting a good all around feeling with the aura he was possessing. Ignoring this for the moment, nonetheless, she made her way to stand up, looking straight at the judge, her iPod now put away. "Your Honor, I would like to tarnish this whole topic altogether, as it has fully drifted away from the main point of the prosecution concerning Larxene. What I have in mind, is to get back on that case, with the charges against her, and pick one to debate and discuss over until the next one chosen, while maybe calling a witness to the stand if need be to prove a point. I would also like to ask, that none of the prosecutors get close to me, Xelax, or my clients, as there could not be any antagonizing behavior when in court. Since the weapons charge was dropped, I would think, the next matter that I would like to consider for Larxene's charges would be theft, if that is possible, and if the rest agrees. Is all up to you, your Honor. Do we or do we not call Larxene to the stand?" Her small hairs were pricking at the back of her head, as Larxene hadn't returned, and she was hoping for a no. Damn it. Hurry up. "Shouldn't you be inside, considering you're the member on trial right this second?" "Bite me." "Think I'll pass," Marluxia countered in his ever deep, calm, and collected tone of a voice, arrogant, and yet exuding confidence. Not at all changed, and not expecting to, as he leaned his back in a wall, staring at nothing in particular. "Then get the hell out of my sight." He merely made a noise in his throat to himself in amusement when Larxene growled the words at him, her steel blue eyes boring into him sharply and with venom, to which he took without so much of a blink or irritation. He was too used to her mannerisms and behavior to be otherwise affected by it. They were now out in a elegantly shaped and decorated balcony, that rose above the view of the blue, clear sky and the small city below, the wind particularly breezy, but just the right temperature, and he heard the voices of the court from where he was in the distance. Sounding uninterested, he asked her blankly, "Is there something on your mind? I'm thinking this goes deeper than the Axel…double agent catastrophe?" "Since when do you give a damn?" Larxene questioned back disdainfully, already facing him as the wind blew her cloak sideways in a flutter, along with the loose strands of her silky hair, wondering what made Marluxia even ask at all, since it wasn't like him to. She didn't exactly wanted to share her thoughts on the whole matter of Castle Oblivion to him, after all, it was merely a partnership build on the same goal with mutual trust and respect, but nothing out of the ordinary for, what's the word...to care. Or maybe he was asking because it was to be expected in the situation. Larxene had come here for fresh air, but it seemed she wasn't getting the peace she sought after when Marluxia was here reminding her about it all, so this was all pointless. This definitely hadn't helped sooth her boiling anger, and crossing her arms in a sneer, she simply began to walk pass the pink haired man in a flurry, heading inside the hall reluctantly. "Either way, I'm not willing to tell you anything." "Suit yourself," Marluxia muttered under his breath as she left, not minding or troubled about her problems, and not concerned on hearing them. She was being difficult, as always, there was no point on progressing conversation any further, and he didn't want to. Larxene had this gift to keep a discussion going while throwing insults that flowed with it without anyone breaking away from topic, and that was something he didn't need to deal with right now. It was ironic, to think that the blonde was his partner in their goal on taking over the Organization back then, despite the fact that he was closely suspecting she had her own plans, if ever succeeded in reigning. Larxene wasn't a person or type to simply be second to anyone. And as proven, you could never be too careful in the game of disloyalty. Yet, even then, she doubted his idea on how to obtain the throne, not sure if it would work perfectly, knowing who they were dealing with. It seemed the case had more holes than he would've liked...
OOC: Lolz :33333 :glomp: :glomp: I've been missed, it seems, YAAAY!! I've been dying to post, and it was tempting, but I managed it, especially since my friend sleeps early o.O. I'm GLAD I'm back though xP, there's no place like home, but I miss her already T-T. And I don't know if any Universal Studios is better, I've only been to Florida's, and I think you've only been to Cali's. Hard to say with that matter. Though I think yours probably has more rides... Anyway, time to get Axel over to Lar-Lar. Larxene just gave a tired nod on Marluxia's behalf, confirming it for him so that he could leave, as well as Zexion, though the Cloaked Schemer's words lingered on her mind for awhile. That she was strong...well, obviously, not at the moment, considering she could barely move a muscle, let alone stand up, to even say anything clearly enough to be heard. She felt, to put it plainly, like sh*t. Larxene wasn't proud at herself, neither happy, and she didn't even care about her well being, she...she didn't know what she wanted, except her own privacy. She didn't feel any strength, or felt much of anything, really...it was odd, the experience of being a hollow shell was like. Holding back a yawn, as it didn't penetrate through the numb, nonexisting surreal state that was her body right now, her blue eyes drifted dazedly at the covers, her face blank again now that Marluxia agreed on going away, and she knew Zexion would follow. As she stared down, though, Larxene noticed that she had forgotten that she was still wearing Axel's pajamas, and a far away pang of ache pounded on her for a second among the midst of nothing, and she shifted her focus to the wall, frowning, and almost feeling lke letting the tears come up. That moment, back in his bed...seemed so, so long ago now, so distant...like it never happened, and she was never in his arms, and that he didn't take care of her...because he really didn't matter to him...not in the way she wished he did. It was always like that with her, nobody ever returned her feelings, or even cared for hers at all at the same time. Marluxia just scratched the back of his head, quite drained from this concern for Larxene and the events that led to it, yet he needed her well being to come first. Seeing her going back to wander her eyes aimlessly again, he sighed, shaking his head slightly, before paying attention to Zexion seriously, knowing that Larxene's focus wouldn't come to him anymore after that. "I'll be leaving then. Do try to keep a eye out, if you actually do care as you proclaim you are." Giving the Cloaked Schemer a pointed stare, he walked ahead to the blonde on the bed, closer to her until he ran a hand through her hair like before, not wanting to leave her, yet...he had to. For her sake. This might actually help, really. Letting out a breath, he wished her a good night, as well with a he'll be back soon, and black surrounded him as he portalled out, going to his room and perhaps sleep. There was no reason to prolong his stay in there, and he hoped that she'll be alright come morning. Zexion just watched Marluxia's actions silently, waiting for the time when he would portal out to leave, and the chance soon came as the pink haired man disappeared after a few choice words to him. Perfect. The whole plan was a success, and now all he needed to do, was report back to Axel, let him come over, and pray that he won't say anything stupid when confronting Larxene. He'll be sleeping himself, knowing he would get the news of how it went later today around the afternoon, it was two or three o' clock in the morning by now, and he was feeling quite weary so far. Not aware of how much time he wasted, he made sure he had the key card, before looking over to the Savage Nymph, who didn't even bother staring at him. Either way, he went out of his way politely, "Have a good night, Larxene. I will see you soon." Thinking that was all she would listen to right now, he followed Marluxia's movement and portalled out, materializing back in Axel's room immediately, finding the redhead, due to the expression on his face and his haggard look, in a frenzy. Checking out the time by the clock perched in a set place, he noted he'd been gone for fifteen minutes or so, and before Axel would start complaining, something he did not need at this hour of the night, Zexion dashed out the key card to shut him up just in case, saying, "I had to wait until Marluxia left, that is all. Larxene's room is empty enough to enter, so here you go. Make sure you fix what you've broken, and I have to warn you once more, that you may not like what you see...or at least, done to her."
OOC: My bad for the delay, I was on vacation ^^;. Though now I'm happy, because this is the last thread I need to catch up on. But, without further ado: Xemnas sighed. "Let me put this on a way you can understand, Saïx. While you don't know where they went, and you answered that particular question, the other one you've ignored is the most important. What happened to the shelves?" Instead of his voice rising, it had simply lowered down and deep in a stern tone that worked just as much as yelling, so dangerous in fact, that he eyed his assitant manager shaprly to the point where his gaze could've burned through him. Larxene giggled in amusement at Axels' face when he finished his sentence, and simply shook her head. It would've worked better if he didn't make it so laugh worthy, however, she understood that he meant it, and that he just couldn't find a good way to express it. Which was just fine with her, she didn't care about whether he could write love poems, or serenade her with a guitar, those were worthless to her, and always will be. She had turned out to like Axel with the way that he was, and that was the end of it. In fact, she was even surprised that she hadn't been acting like herself this whole time...usually, she would be more b**chy instead of...nice, but she felt some type of comforting peace right now that was being given to her, and for some reason, she didn't want to ruin it with her usual cruelty, despite this being the perfect chance to taunt Axel. Larxene had opened up to him more than anyone else, it seems, giving him her trust...just a little, yet, she was going to be careful not to get in too deep just yet. Anyone can betray at any given moment. Even him. It was just reality, as much as she didn't like the thought of it. Her mirth stopping, she let a smile stay on her rosy lips, before simply wrapping her hands on Axel's arm closely, resting her head again on his shoulder as a answer to his words; that she took them and felt the same way. While the fact that they didn't exist was etched on her mind, Axel had something that relaxed her. "Nice to know that. To be honest, I'm glad I met you too. You're much the only one I ever really talked to this way or had gotten any closer to...I really do like you, Axel..." Thinking she was sounding too sappy for her own good, her gaze settled on his plate, and quickly pointed at it randomly. "Are you done yet?" She wanted to get out of this harem outfit more than ever.
OCC: Axel and Xengla's situation will get solved, just not that early xP. Though to her, he will be mean for a while. Axel watched as Xengla didn't answer, and simply portalled out without any other word, leaving Zexion alone on the ground, though doing what he had asked of her either way. He frowned slightly, somehow glad she was gone, and went to finger the fire emblem necklace that Angel had given to him while reclining his head on the wall, tired. The fact that he was still exhausted didn't escape him, but now with this problem on their hands, there wouldn't be a rest....there would never be any rest for him, it seems. And now Xengla had appeared again, whose attitude he did not appreciate the first moment he met her...and even if he had wanted Angel to be fierce, he rather have the one lacking self-confidence than who he was stuck with at the moment. Hearing Larxene's answer snapping him back from the train of that thought however, he rolled his eyes, his tone low and deep, "Like you can keep anything away from me." With that said, feeling his cheek stinging less now, he went to wipe off the dried blood off of it with his sleeve, hissing in a breath time to time as he passed by the cut and the inflamed skin. Sighing, too drained to even hate Larxene for it anymore, he went to lazily get up, followed by Shigiku, supporting himself with the wall as he needed to gain balance from the ongoing rocking of the ship. For the little girl's safety, he didn't want to remain in the room any longer, added to the bad luck on the fact that he barely got to enjoy the suite as it was before this happened. "We can't stay here, so, does anyone know any place on the middle on the cruise that could work?" "I do," Zexion replied quietly, recovering from the fall and the girl after she had left, sitting right up first to get his senses straight, before heading to stand on his feet, doing the same that Axel had done by getting help from the wall. The ship was still never ceasing on its tilts and going back and forth, and it will be like that for a while, he predicted. That girl was a odd one though, a bit restless, and did not bother to apologize for the sudden bang he'd gotten hit with from her. It wasn't her fault precisely, he knew, but she was the one who fell on him, making him crash into ground, as accidental as it was. Ignoring the ache in his back and his mind on that female though, his eyes were set straight at Axel, knowing the situation at hand, and he wouldn't be disrupted by a simple small incident. With the hand that was on the surface of the wall he was supporting himself with, a black hole started to appear, small, yet slowly getting bigger, until there was a well recognized portal for them all to get through. "I got this compartment, silence and tranquility is what I look for, as you know. It's right in the center of the mechanism, and is not much, quite small considering the number in here, but it would work as a safehouse, we can fit. That's the best I got." "Then that's what we'll take. At least, I think we should..." Roxas added in, uncertain, but it was worse if they stayed here, where the clash would hit them the most if the ship did come out and flipped over, killing perhaps all the passengers that were left after the infestation of Heartless from before. That was the thing...what would happen to all of those people? They were safe, Axel, Naminé, but...these were lives they were talking about. Maybe he could somehow talk it over with Axel, and they could find a way to make sure everyone had a shelter somewhere. His deep cerulean eyes peering at them all, as if waiting for any confirmation, he saw the redhead nod in agreement to Zexion's proposal, the Cloaked Schemer keeping the portal from disappearing. "Guess it's decided then...who's first?" His gaze turned to the girl he was still holding safely, and Roxas didn't want to go ahead and make her lose her hold on the pole to go over there, only to perhaps fall down. Though he really did think that being as Shigiku was a child, she would be primary.
OOC: I went on a trip, but now I'm back...back again. "I told you is fine. I'll just go, I need some important things to do anyway," Axel spoke up once again, not really wanting to stay just for staying when he was not meant to be here, or even wanted to. This was more of their group's problem. Giving Reixa back the books he was carrying for her, when she had them secured in her arms, he simply went and gave her a sideways hug so the books wouldn't get in the way, the side of their heads pressing slightly against each other, though this was merely for goodbye...for now, and it didn't last long as he detatched himself from her after a few seconds, sending her a small smile. He was kind of glad they could be friends, because for some reason or other, he could depend on Reixa for advice then anyone else concerning his doubts, that is, if he didn't mind him talking about Larxene...maybe she could help with the whole kissing situation, he'll take her opinion. Thinking hard about this for a moment, he tilted his head to the side as he gazed at her seriosuly, "I need to speak with you about something, so I might come back...though, I'll see you later, Spitfire?" Turning his green eyes to Xangel on the other side, he simply gave a firm nod to her, letting her decide what to do herself from now on, though he wondered if Zexion will go back looking for her.
OOC: TT^TT You just about ruined every sexy Axel fantasy I ever had *sobs* Why?!! *goes see Axel Photobucket collection to gain back sanity* I would do something, but as you could see, Larxene is literally knocked out by Benadryl, and I have no idea what to do, since most haven't been posting (the only thing letf to do is me and anwita with Xaldin, but I don't know how many random stuff we could talk about anymore xP). For Nymph's case, she's been busy lately, though I don't know about the rest. Maybe we can check who still wants to be here or not, and regroup again?
OOC: I'm back from vacation!! Whee!!! xP. Though I'm sad, why did my best friend have to move all the way over there? T-T I miss her already. Yet, I'm going to get back to posting right now, and catch up with what I missed. Axel frowned at the turn of tables, though it wasn't her being a freak, some people weren't just able to be tickled in certain places others would. This wasn't bad though, because he simply took back his held arms carefully, though she did have a firm grip on them, and attacked her stomach again, as she let it absolutely free for the taking. He had turned her around quickly so her back was facing him, which made it harder for her to take his hands off while he attacked. He laughed, seeing her thrash around in the chest deep water and trying to break free, the waves hitting them as he held on to the sea floor as to not float off. It was then he went to mock her in a sing-song manner now, "Doesn't mean that the one before doesn't work. " His tone then turning playful, he merely admonished her actions, looking over her shoulder from behind at her with a devious grin. "Shouldn't have let your guard down. But come on Rei, is easy. Just say I'm the best, and can kick your a** in anything. Simple."
OOC: I'm baaaaack! xD Sorry for not posting so much, I was in Flroida enjoying my Spring Break (that means stay away from internet ^^; ), yet now I'm ready to go. I'm a little bit lost of what's happened so far, since I read, but mostly skimmed it over, so perhaps I missed something, so don't mind the mistake in my posts somewhat. All I need to know is what did Pika (or someone) do to Xemnas, shaking him? Janexna was listening Xelax take care of most of the arguments, having zoned out to think on her own thoughts, as Do You Know by Enrique Iglesias (a.k.a. The Ping Pong Song) was playing on her iPod nano, able to concentrate with music on. There was no way they could simply elimntae all charges for all the members, there might be some arguments for Marluxia's case, however, situations such as Xaldin and Xemnas's are hard to break through, considering the guilty actions and truthful charges that they were accused of, and obviously, committed. She really didn't know how Xelax was going to pull through with those two, and she was going to help, no matter what it took, but the defense appeared bleak. Xemnas was the main reason for all that had occurred, it was hard to escape that. It was the reality. Taking a bite of her new bag of Skittles, which now almost everyone was having a helping of, she mostly missed what was happening in court, due to the fact that it was in complete disorder, and some hijinks that shouldn't happen in a respectful matter such as this were being taken. It was almost a breath of fresh air when the judge fainted and called a recess, for now, she and her partner can think over some of their protests, while the Organization members can have their break before they could get restless out of this. Not to mention, supposely, Larxene was to go up the stand. That was kind of worriesome...not for the charges, of course, being her favorite female character, she had packed up lots of defenses for her...yet, Larxene would hopefully not do anything...oh, well, rash. Glancing over at Xelax, she gave him a firm stare, though she was getting a bit tired. "Should we regroup now, and take the break as a advantage to know what to add to our defenses and organize our arguments? The charges and discussions are random, it had switched to Larxene, to Marluxia, Castle Oblivion, and Naminé all of a sudden. I think I'm going to have to ask for some type of order from the judge...not to mention, they are harassing our clients. I'm definitely taking this into account once the judge comes to, because I would not have that in this court room, though the Organization had been able to control themselves, thankfully. It is unfair that we've been doing nothing with no act of misconduct, yet, the prosecutors get away scotch free, while if any of the members would've acted up, they would've been charged more. Ridiculous. That Pika_Power even dared to commit theft on my food before." Yeah, she was still bitter about the yellow Skittle, despite being her least favorite flavor. That, and she was thirsty. Café, here she came. Other than the fact that she was highly amused and entertained by the happenings of this so called court, including Xemnas being shaken. Though the minute the judge fainted, she gave a silent sigh of relief when he called a break. And by goodness, did she need one. Everyone did. It seems that the prosecutors, or rather, mostly Pika_Power, were simply tempting and egging them all to show some type of violent reaction as if to prove their point, considering that they were only ones stealing, attacking them or the defendants, or otherwise doing some form of immoral move. So far, and she was bit surprised at this, needless to say, the members remained calm and unfazed. It seems the seriousness of the situation they were in escaped her, or her "comrades" were aware of what they were all trying to do and what they knew would work against them. She preferred the latter. The judge apparently, was blind enough not to notice or chose to ignore their actions, though she was sure it would be brought up, considering she could hear Janexna's complaints through the distance. Just in time, because Larxene really did not feel like going up and being questioned and prosecuted. Someone will end up hurt in the end if she finished being irritated enough, packed with the fact that she was already in a foul mood at the reminder of the events that led to her death. Her actions back then...she didn't care for them, but she remembered just how angry, disappointed, and upset she was back thenabout how all their plans was screwed up, to the point where she didn't even matter telling Sora the truth and explaining what Naminé had done, the whole thing was out in the open. They were so close. In instinct, her blue eyes lingered on the Superior for a while, turning sharp as the failure hit her again. So close. Momentarily, she wondered what he thought of them being here. Perhaps she took out the turmoil by picking a fight on what would the wrong person, and it was maybe her fault that Axel had succeeded, considering she gave too much away to him in...what was it? Trust? Or was she so confident he wouldn't turn around and stab her without any source of remorse? That kind of made her lose her apathetic and cruel status away from her for that while. She knew about his wild card reputation, it was hard to know what he was thinking, and she shouldn't have been blinded. Damn it. And to think, for reasons to herself about annoying him, she had went and touched him constantly in Castle Oblivion. It was fun seeing his reactions, yet maybe she also shouldn't have been so playful, or rather, comfortable around such a person as he was. She should've been on her guard. She had let herself be used, and she hated herself for that more than anything. It just ticked her. Curling her lips and gritting her teeth, she simply got up from her chair and walked off out of their cubicle and down the stairs, taking the long way out just not to pass by Axel, in case she'll slash his throat with her kunai and gut out his esophagus in front of everyone in a bloody scene. Though that sounded really good to do right now. Marluxia glanced at the blonde by simply shifting his eyes, his face still set on the court room, wondering what she was thinking about with this whole situation. He gave her some praise for keeping her composure, so she took his warning first hand, however, he had noticed that her face went to anger, to her own scolding, to rage, then to sadness, then another 180 altogether. That was something interesting about the Savage Nymph that he had noted long ago; her range of expressions. You would know when she thought someone was weird, stupid, laughable, pathetic, weak, and other personal opinions she had on them all, as well as when she was being sarcastic, sardonic, and/or joking. Easy to read like a purposeful opened book, yet the words were blurry enough to be confused on the deeper side between the lines. Getting up as well, feeling a bit constraint in the place, and feeling the need of fresh air, he had followed Larxene out as well, wanting to speak to her. The last thing they needed was her temper going to extreme, especially if she ends with her being called to the stand.
