*tickles* so what you up to?
dibs on Lex
ooc: Um... he didn't give up. He through down the cloth to signify to start the attack now. He was only angry that it would now be less devastating than it could have been.
"FFFFF-" Xemnas spat, his hand crushing his hankerchief. Roxas sprung the trap too soon. Now the trap will be ill effective. He has no choice. any longer and he'll have bullets zipping up through his nads and into his skull. Narrowing his amber eyes, he whipped down his piece of cloth and turned his back on the canyon.
*huggles *
A breeze blew over the earth scorched by the noon sun. The wind pick up the baked dust of the desert. Xemnas narrowed his eyes to keep the dirt getting caught in his eyes. Lifting up his arm he grabbed a hankercheif from his sleeve and wiped his brow with it. Coldly, Xemnas glared down the face of the canyon walls, analyzing the militiary detachment below him. It was worse than he thought. The enemy force numbered 70 strong. Marluxia was flustered at the time and was making sure he got back alive. Considering that, Xemnas couldn't blame him. It didn't matter anyways. Gazing across the canyon, Xemnas examined his own military might. Mounted atop each side of the canyon walls, Xemnas's entire group of refugees were assembled. Each one manned a boulder, ready to push them down the ravine and start a cascade of rock to entome their pursuers. Even Xiomara was present, but not as willingly as the rest. If she could choose, the girl would have left them all to rot under the desert sun. The only thing that was stopping her was a strange sense of companion ship with the assasin and Xigbar. Maybe their nurturing nature was actually usefull. Gripping his hankerchief, Xemnas extended his arm outward. Ready to drop it into the canyon. That would be the signal. Xemnas paused, waiting for the soldiers to get in the right spot to spring his trap. For a moment, his heard fluttered. Only for a moment.
I'd probably think of hugging you back and spinning you in the air, but I'd consider the baby's wellbeing and think better of it.
Trust me, I'd love to meet you.
Sad that it probably won't happen though
Planning on meeting anyone else?
"Very well," Xemnas said. The defector was the least of his problems at the moment. Right now he had to plan his assault and defeat the military forces that had tracked them down so far. At first Xemnas wondered how they had found them so quickely. Then again, a governments reach is always far stretching when under the shadow of confideniality. "Round up our entire force, position them on top of the canyon walls. Once our timing is right, we'll assault them from above."
"Where are they located?" Xemnas didn't even seem moved by the thought of the oncoming force. "If the opportunity arises, we could deal a savage blow to our enemies. By the way, what is the word on Xiomiara? I don't see her along side you." Putting on a pair of reader spectacles, he returned to reading the book infront of him.
Xemnas was at his desk, pouring over a large stack of books. His studying was interruped by a soft but anxious knock at his door. Disatisfied with the inconvenience, the leader closed his book and folded his hands ontop of his desk "Enter," Xemnas boomed. "Who is it and what is the emergency?"
Glad you got to see someone face to face ^^
so, how was he?
I meant for real life. where did you two meet up?
where did you two meet?
who was it, how did you meet, and how did you know they were from the site?
"I am expecting you to to know where she went. After all, you two are the most important peole in her life." Emminating an intimidating aura, Xemnas brushed past Xigbar and out the door. Tilting his head over his shoulder, he made one last remark. "I am expecting you two to work together on the recapture of our little lady. If you don't be expecting two more names on the list of missing persons." And with that, he stormed out of sight.
Xemnas pushed back his seat behind his desk. Almost like a spirit, he rose from his chair. Taking two steps forward, Xemnas glared at his two subordinates with his burnt orange eyes. They still didn't understand how critical the situation was. They didn't comprehend that not only the plan was in jeapordy, but that Xiomora's life aswell. They're numbers were small, minscule compared to the following he had a few months since the last raid. Every able body was needed to help stave off extermination. "I am not asking you to pick up a stray gun in the desert. I'm ordering you to bring back one of our community, our pack, or any other term you'd prefer. It may not look it, but we need her and she needs all. All for the sake of living past these Backdoor Slaughters."
