Thanks for letting me know HellKitten. When should I post my response? Let me know when it's safe and if I see anything I'll let you know.
"Um...," he thought about it before answering. "Yeah I guess, but it would be easier if I had someone to go with me?" he suggested.
Well I've been waiting for Xemnas to summon Demyx back so in the meantime I have him with Cloud at Castle Oblivion looking at the crystal ball of...
"Now what should I get? I know! I'll get a bunch of junk food," he grabbed a cart, pushed it and rode on it inside the store. "Whee!"
"What do you want me to do Boss?" Demyx shrugged his shoulders.
The way Demyx expresses himself when he was defeated shows to me that he clearly wanted to remain the way he was and that he expressed sorrow maybe out of regret because he never got to experience what it actaully felt like to have a heart even though he actually acted like he did have one. He seemed to be the happiest of the organization members which would also explain why he hated to fight therfore his failure to defeat Sora and disappearance into the shadows was more of a blow to him if anything else. His defeat was very dramatic, in denial of everything that was happening to him, until he screamed out in agony, falling to both knees and hanging his head in shame being a pawn to Xemnas and being the first sacrifical lamb of the remaining members of the Organization. Man did I hate Sora and the rest of the organization except for Axel after that.:nono:
Vexen's japanese laugh and Larxene's english laugh. When I heard them, I busted out giggling.
He should retire and be lucky that the heavy burden of the economy is not on his shoulders anymore.
I watched some it such as him being sworn in and then I stood up at home and sang the national anthem when it was being performed by the navy choir. I'm glad I'm not there for there are to many people well over 2 million I would say and I would barely be able to move.
"Oh." He gentely hit his hand on his forehead feeling like a fool. "I knew that," he chuckled to himself as he portaled to where his boss was. "I knew you were here the whole time Superior," he sensed his power level and cringed not wanting to upset Xemnas in anyway.
"The ocean it calls me," he ran towards it, his belongings with him as he portaled out of the World That Never Was. Sprinting faster to the void, he made his bags disappear so not to bother him with his dashing of exhileration. He was finally free from the organization's clutches for now. Smiling with what seemed to be the biggest grin on his face, his feet struck the sand of Destiny Island, his lungs breathing in the cool sweet scent of the ocean. Diving in, he swam with the waves feeling at home among the sea. The sun's gentle rays warmed his skin, and reflected the shine of his messed up mullet that dripped with pure droplets. He was nearly in heaven as his body swam with ease underneath the waves, his motions being graceful and fluid. Unzipping his zipper of his organization cloak, he let the water soothe his wounds and energize both his mind, body, and spirit. This was like a vacation on a tropical paradise with no enemies or threats in reach. Coming out of the water as he rode the surf with simply his feet, he bounded onto the beach and looked for a place to hang out for the time being. Noticing from a distance his eyes peered on a house with no occupants anywhere to be seen. He would make his life there and could easily get a job as a lifegaurd, a swiming instuctor, a surfer, a dancer, or a coach for water sports. Even a musicain would be possible, but he would have to acquire a gitar first since his sitar was gone. Pushing open the door, he found it to be vacant and he smiled that there was some furniture and all the things of a home should have. He would transform this into a vacation home for himself. Revealing his belongings, he ran upstairs to the master bedroom and decorated the room to be like his own. Being a spirit with powers, it didn't take long for him to get the place the way he wanted it. The rocky nature decor of pool outside with a hot tub looked like it was brand new. Breathing in the sweet air and jumping in place at his success for fixing the place up, he took off his organization cloak, keeping on his black pants and began to unpack his belongings placing the cloak, socks and boots in a protective area where no one could venture or access in many means nessessary. "This place looks great," he unpacked a packet of prepared chicken salad with crackers, a bag of cheese chips, and a punch from his bag. Laying back in a hamcok he lazily ate, placing his sunglasses over his eyes sipping his punch every so often. "This is the life. I wonder if the other members have gotten my letters yet? I doubt it and they probaly think I haven't left. None of them would miss me anyway though it would be nice if I did have the company," he shoved a cracker with the chicken salad into his mouth, a few chips, and washed it down with his drink. "Now if someone were to come, I would return as long as I got my sitar back. I'm not good to any of them without it," he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. "I don't know how long I will be staying here, but I should get some groceries soon. I can't surive on chicken salad and crackers," he laughed as he let the warmth of the sun's rays heal him, the water droplets evaporating into his flesh as the hammock swung gentely by the warm, soft breeze.
"Boss where are you?" he called to Xemnas. "And why do you always do this?"
"All right! I'll be back to get the stuff," Demyx took the pouch of munny and portaled into a void of his own.
Har har. It is to laugh.
Demyx rose his eyebrows at Larxene's amazing display, a hint of jelousy on his features. "Oh la la Larxene. I've never seen this side of you before. The way you move your hips to the beat and the melody is impressive, but still you have a lot to learn if you ever want to even grace your presence of coming close to my level," he looked at Cloud who kept a blank expression. "Dancing is something I would do along with singing. By far I'm the best dancer of the organization on account I'm a musicican and music is in my blood. They don't call me the melodious nocturne for a reason and she is trying to take that title away from me while only being drunk.Well I won't have it. You and Axel can keep your pitiful vengeful tactics of combat, but when you venture into my territory then you better put up or shut up. What you did was simply strip tease not becoming of you what so ever Larxene," his eyes narrowed for a bit before returning to normal. "Cloud, can you believe that display? She's acting like something she's not." Cloud remained silent not knowing nobodies were capable of such human gestures? He was learning more by the minute and he would use this information to furthur his search for the answers of the members of Organization XIII. With Demyx's help, he had witnessed before hand two of the organization members acting like drunken fools and it amused him to know he could hold it over their heads at the available time for what no one knew was that he was recording the data in his wrist comlink that he wore on his left arm underneath his black sleeve. Demyx was the only member in Organization XIII that he could rely on and develop trust for the musician who didn't seem to be a threat on the surface, but as pesismistic as Cloud was he still had his doubts over anyone. "No. I didn't know the member who holds the element of thunder and lightning could act like a whore, but then again she is drunk and alcohol poisons the system. Tell me what is her attiude like? How does she treat you Demyx?" Cloud questioned becoming more comfotable by the minute by being blunt. Demyx blinked his eyes a few seconds wondering if he heard right what Cloud asked. Thinking of his words, he placed one hand on his hip and the other in the air using his body langauge to explain his point. "Oh... he chuckled softly "there are many things to say about Larxene. For starters she comes off as a B****, almost getting anything and everything she wants, she's selfish to the core, she chatiszes viewing those that are underneath her in strength and power to be nothing compared to her level, she's cruel, vindictive, and ruthless. Her fighting style is deadly like all of the organization members' and when she doesn't get her way or is not satisfied with something she'll let you know it with her rude remarks and her pouty lips," he stopped and chuckled again. "Yeah she's downright wicked, but she has her good traits to. Her beauty for one thing is eye appealing, her fighting tactics are amazing and she is a strong willed woman. That's what I admire about her, but the main thing that I see in her is that deep down inside behind her brashness she's desperate, afraid and wants to be loved," he smiled falling in a daze. He shook his head coming out of it when he saw the wave from Cloud's hand in front of his eyes. "And how is she towards you? Does she treat you like dirt and just want to get rid of you or is there something else? I ask this because you must of known her for some time now when you all became members of the organization and there must of been thoughts or feelings that you had when you first saw her," Cloud walked to Demyx's other side making sure his comlink was recording all of the data visual and audio that was being displayed. His blue eyes starred at the azure ones of the ninth member as he noticed him begin to pace wondering of what he should say and if he should say anything. "You don't need to tell me everything. Just your version is all that I'm interested in," he eased the water wielder's mind with his words of reassurance. "You want to know what she thinks of me?" he scoffed and walked around the crystal ball until he pointed at her visage that was enjoying the celebration. "For one thing she never noticed me unless I was the one to approach her," he brought his hand down and placed it at his side, his other on his forehead. "We never really interacted. When she came into the organization I did admire her to be someone who could have feelings something that I believe that I have till this very day. She glanced at me, but was drawn to the presence of Axel and Marluxia for some reason. I don't know just becasue they are older then Iam or their vibes, but what ever the reason she got more interaction with them at this place Castle Oblivion where I was at my other home, the other castle. There were a few times where we talked and she thinks of me as a fool or a boy not mature enough for her level. Maybe she is envious of my ways knowing that I'm carefree and the most spirited in the organization able to express how I feel and the most fun loving one to boot." he smiled feeling at peace. "But there is also a side of me that I keep hidden and decieve those I intend to and by far, I'm much more deadly than her for I'm unpredicateble with my motions and I attack relentelessly," he noticed Cloud taking a few steps back. "Relax Cloud. I have nothing against you. You're my friend and you can understand me. I save that side for those that really tick me off and treat me like crap." "That's good to hear. Sorry about that," he placed one arm behind his head and then brought it down to his side. "I remember Sora telling me about a nobody where he thought he couldn't fight by how odd he was acting in Hollow Bastion, but Sora ate his words knowing he would of been defeated if it weren't for his friends to save him. This nobody with a different demeanor all together was one that fooled him and sent such fury and might that Sora thought it was going to be the end for him. This nobody was you wasn't it?" Demyx smiled, closed his eyes revealing the other side to him, shedding his mask of a phantom facade. "Yes," his eyes were slanted, his tone was subtle and a tad deeper being serious in his remark. "It was I who nearly defeated the keyblade wielder. I had no choice in the matter. Roxas was inside of him and I saw him as a traitor. I did not see him as Sora even though I knew it was Sora I was fighting. This side is my true personaility. This side is what makes me a nobody devoid of having emotions and also makes me dangerous upon imagination. This side is where I demand respect from the members no matter who they are. Exception would be Xemnas for his mighty power of able to control our fate as organization members. The other members may not know this, but secretly I'm watching them, retaining their intentions to react upon my own if the situation arises. The fool in disguise is eying the fools in reality," his expression changed, becoming friendly, his eyes widening to their normal look. "So now you know, but be sure not to tell anyone. I know you won't... Xemnas should be summoning me anytime now since its been who knows how long? When that happens, I'll take you back home and we'll meet again and I'll let you know. If he doesn't summon me then perhaps we could get something to eat?" he smiled at the warrior who nodded, understanding everything his friend said.
I beleive it is or it's from another data Artbook that focuses on the two games Kingdom Hearts II and Kingdom Hearts Recom. I have those books and it would be nice if someone could translate them if I scan them?
I noticed that in the data battle in Kingdom Hearts II Final Mix that Vexen, Larxene and Demyx have the same hp of 2715.
Aimlessly he walked not knowing what to do and how he should go about coming up with a plan? "Boss! Xemnas!" He yelled for him to hear his pitiful cry. Larxene has been taken by Xeltic!" Putting his head down from no answer, he felt all alone for no one would was around for him to talk to. He thought of who he should enlist to help him find his weapon, but if he did that then he might owe that certain someone something in return and the melodious nocturne was not in the mood to fullfill debts. Marluxia would be one of those members who might help him, but would want something back in return. Xigbar was busy with Roxas and the youth of water did not know how to approach him with his problem. Saix was defintely out of the question, Lexaues was far to busy for the likes of him, Luxord was no where to be found, Zexion would rather research or gaze into one of his numerous books, Xaldin had his own business to contend with, Vexen was somewhere in his lab and he would be near one of the last ones Demyx would ask for help. Axel was back where he left and he could count on him, but he remembered his rude comment to the fire wielder before and he doubted Axel would help him from that stunt. The only two left were Xioimara and Larxene, but the savage nymph had been taken by Xeltic and Xioimara was somewhere else. Demyx wouldn't ask Xioimara for help knowing she had been through hell and back by being captured by the other organization. The last member was Xemnas, his boss but he couldn't locate him since Xemnas had put up some sort of shield for preventing any of his nobodies to come to him. He cleary wanted to left alone. His footsteps got slower, as a tear slid down his cheek as he felt like an outcast having no one to turn to. Gazing up at the heart shaped moon he reached for it, holding his hand up high yearning for his heart that would never come. What had he done to deserve this kind of punishment to become this empty shell, a slave to Xemnas's every whim? Life was just not worth it anymore, not without the very possession that kept him peaceful and able to tolerate the other members with a smile. No one would miss him if he left once again and on account it would be on Xemnas's head if something were to happen to the nocturne. He would never get the chance to tell Larxene how he truly felt about her, but it was best this way for her to not to know to save him from her utter dissapointment and jeering that would surely happen if he opened up his soul to her. Taking out a piece of paper and pen from his pocket, he set himself on the ground and began to write another letter to all of the members. To Organization XIII members: I have decided to leave and seek out another life for what good am I to Xemnas and the organization if I don't have my precious sitar to battle with? The boss said he wanted to be left alone so I'm giving him his wish and leaving once more. I can't take it anymore. Without my sitar I might as well be nothing, for it's a piece of my soul that Xemnas took away from me that I may never get back. Just so you know without it, I will probaly eventually fade off into the darkness for my sitar is what keeps up my spirits and frankly I don't care to live anymore if I can't have it back. It will take time, but surely maybe my wounds that he caused, and the battle I was in will become infected without medical treatment and maybe I will die that way. If I'm to go let me go quickly or maybe even the other members of the nameless organization will get to me first and end my suffering. Let me repeat myself Without my weapon, I have nothing to live for. If you ever do get Larxene back, tell her I'm sorry for everything I put her through and I'm ashamed of how I treated her when I reverted to my true side and attacked her in her bedroom. Larxene, I just wanted to show you how strong I could be and that was the only way to prove it to you. I did not want you to see me as a spineless coward like you all see me as. Axel, I'm sorry this had to be the way. You would understand if your weapon was taken from you. Take care of Roxas like I know you will. Roxas, I'm sorry man, but what choice do I have? You can blame the boss. Xioimara, just rememeber to keep your head up and keep going and don't worry about me. Xigbar I feel like I failed and just watch over the others and keep an eye on Marluxia since I don't know what he is up to, but it can't be good. Well I've said everything I wanted to say so have a nice life everyone. Demyx Snapping his fingers for his minions, the dancers waited patiently for him to give the orders. "These need to be delivered and I doubt I will be coming back. I lost my sitar dancers. Xemnas took it away from me and I have no idea where its at and the boss wil not answer me especially when we're having an emergency. Without it I might as well be nothing," he placed his hand to his eyes to hide the warm hurtful tears that were shedding forth. He made several copies by writing the letter many times and he sent them all to all of the Organization XIII members' rooms, Where Nothing Gathers, Vexen's lab, Castle Oblivion the top floors and basement levels as well as the Altar of Naught where Xemnas or Saix currently normally were located. Once the letters were delivered by his dancers he packed up his bags that held his human clothes and other various items and ventured out with his face concealed as he left the world towards the ocean where the breeze and the ocean was callling to him as if he was in a trance, heading to a new life of the unknown not caring of the dangers that lurked ahead.
Xemnas by far would be my favorite. He handles situtations better, and speaks so eloquently, but with power and fear.
"There it is again," Demyx jumped. "I hate it when he does that." He stayed where he was at trying to locate Xemnas.
