.::.Build Your Cages.::.

Ugh....I'm done waiting...

BIC- ......wow.....awkward silence...... There was a sudden memory that Xengla felt was about to appear to her, but she just couldn't remember it. Eh...I'll worry about it later....".....going to uh......get more juice...." She said awkwardly as she went for a cup and the fridge again. Juice......my alcohol....my water.....my life.....sweet....sweet juice.... She washed her cup again and then walked out of the kitchen. This is the reason why, Xengla, you don't outright ASK anyone anything. It's nosy and rude......and.....awkward.... Her memory problems were going to bug her for a long time.

 

It was indeed a room. It was a funny room though, for though one might not usually recognize it just yet if they were blind, it would feel almost as if someone were upside down at the moment, or at least you could describe it like that if such a thing exsisted in the area where she was right now. It was a very colorful room indeed though. The walls were white, and surrounding everywhere were doors of all different colors. Red, green, blue, black, ect. Even different colored door knobs. THere were labels of where each room would lead, but poor unlucky Xiomara would have trouble with it one could suppose since they were flat into the doors itself so it could not be interpreted like brail, and she would, once again, be in a room of doors.

ooc: XD its so much fun when the blind are lost in a room where all the doors are labled ^_^

 

OoC://Reminds me of a little kids room...

You're so mean xP
"Hey! It-it says... ES-kap-eh!"
lolwut? That's the first thing that came into my head.
Anyway, last time I checked, Braille was lines and dots
OH! I just got why they have the little dots on some of the restroom signs!


Let's all have a hearty guffaw.
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Xioimara wagged her tail back and forth slowly and she tried to take in sense of what the room might look like, she could get the bleached smell of paint and at the same time different smells, 'More exits?' She questioned and tried to catch any scent that might mean fresh air. Nothing. Xioimara decided to gamble her chances and walked on, she wanted to stop since she didn't know where she was going. Xioimara forced herself to keep walking against her own will and did end up knowing she regret it-wall. 'Walls aren't healthy for your face.' Xigbar had once said to her the last time she ended up hitting a wall. Xioimara backed up a little and sat down Indian style, she shut her eyes and tried to imagine her surroundings, 'There's paint.' She thought,
'The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.' Were the next thoughts that came into her head; poetry, it sometimes helped her think about strategy,
'Right, this room is probably colour coded somehow, sucks that I'm blind.' She thought and pondered more deeply into the characteristics the room might have besides colour.

'More portals? No. It would take up too much energy if he had to keep portals open. Doors? The different scents would travel under the door...' Xioimara considered it seemed logical. Xioimara opened her eyes and stood up, 'If you can't find a door, make one.' She inferred and tried to catch the aura once again-nothing. If she had then it was too hard to realize, or she was used to it. Xioimara headed forward and made sure to be ready for walls, since, well, they had a habit of being in your way. Xioimara held her hand in front of her sensing the smell of the drywall being close, 'Door?' She thought, her hand pressed against the door. "Oh man, this would be a whole lot easier if I were just colour blind!" She complained aloud and sighed quickly to add onto the complaint.

OoC://I just found out my friend(works for my dad, shes like in her late 30's) is 4 months pregnant and I'm so happy and excited. :] She thought I know xD because when we were talking and she was like, "Well, I got my fat clothes out of the attic last weekend." and I was like, "ha ha ha, someone's gonna have to explain that one to me." and then she was like, 'Oh, you didn't know? I thought I told you, I'm 4 months pregnant." and I've just been so happy :3 I can't wait, and by the time the baby is due it will be around my birthday like May I think xD I don't know, I'm just estimating by months. lol.

 

ooc: XD it is, but I dont want you putting ur paw over the print thinking the letters might feel like letters instead of brail :P

*facepalm* YOU JUST FIGURED THAT OUT? O_o Lol. I figured that out a few years ago on my own. Lol

bic: The indeed the door was not there, it did not move forward when she had pushed against it. It stood there, shut. THe door knob was a bright gold, as it shined infront of her. The door said "Pull to open" on it. The room was set up with such obvious signs though that one might even think this was originally planned.

Toxyn stood in TWTNW, looking around, observing everything that was around him. He let out a sigh. "Pity. How is one supposed to make a deal when everyone is to busy to have a little fun" he mumbled, as he walked around by himself. "Terrible security to"

ooc: lmao. so what does that mean? U gonna be like a 'big sister' in a sense? :P

 

OoC://I never thought about it.

Man, you're just bad. One time I was at a AMV theater and they closed the middle door, I was leaving and the ONLY two people in front of me leave, one uses the left door and the other tries the middle door, he walked right into it and then went for the left door, I was like, 'Man, what an idiot.' and then I walked up to the middle door and tried to push it open. xD
The only other time I had door problems was when I was at Barnes and Nobles(the one I went to had revolving doors) anyway, so I'm leaving, listening to my music so I can't hear anything, apparently another person tried coming into the door with me but I didn't see them and there arm kinda got caught and I couldn't hear anything with my Mp3 player and I pushed the door and it didn't move and then I used all my strength to push it(rather slam I should say) and it still wouldn't move, meanwhile, the lady behind me is SCREAMING her head off and I was like, "What? What the fuck?!" And I slammed it again and then looked back and saw the lady and was like, "Oh. Sorry."
BiC://
"This is just annoying, I don't care if its wall or not, its coming down!" Xioimara said determined and took a few steps backwards and ran forward and threw her weight forward into the door, Xioimara fell down with a face of just...pain. "Oh lord, that hurt...!" She gasped, holding her right shoulder, Xioimara started to get up and stepped back again, "One more time..." She said lowly to herself and ran forward again, cringing, knowing what was waiting for her, she hit the door again, "Yep. That hurts." Xioimara said and tried to feel for the hinge of the door. Of course. It was facing her. She hadn't thought about just maybe pulling the door. Xioimara straightened up and brushed herself off and found the doorknob again and tried to pull open the door, she had maybe put a little too much weight into her throw? Xioimara leaned back and the door came loose and opened
'Good riddance. Why am I being such an idiot?'

OoC://
I don't know. I can't wait though :3

 

ooc: either way, you might've :P

I'm not bad. Ur just good. thats all ^_^

Scratch that. Your evil XD

bic: When the door opened, it lead to what one might picture to be a funny little room. The room was cold though for certain, and no warmth would come from it. It was not freezing either. It was merely room temperature, plain and simple.

ooc: lol, thats all I gots for the post. Unless anyone catches onto toxyn or anything, I doubt I can do anything but guide ya through rooms :P

congratz :P

 

Ha.....XD.....it's okay.....>_>...I ahve door problems all the time....-_-......especially with bars.....they can either mean push or.......or just....push....>_>....and congratulations! you could be like the godmother.....or....something....and..I guess I'll go catch Toxyn. I'm too bored to do anything else...-_-....

BIC- ......what was that place again? The....World....that Never Was. Xengla was now there and looked around. Wonder how the two jerks are doing.......and whether I can find that other guy....Mr. Mystery. "Hel-" Wait.....I shouldn't yell out......someone might hear me.....hmmm.....eh...at this moment I don't care anymore. "HELLO?!"

 

OoC://Damn straight!

BiC://

Xioimara felt her fur rise up slightly as she entered the room, walking pridefully-but not enough to get herself in trouble. "Odd...It's not like this in the other room. The temperature is controlled for each room...?" She asked herself quietly, putting back her ears and shook her fur quickly, to try and puff it out. It wasn't a big difference in temperature, a little colder than the other room, not by much though. She hoped it stayed like this and if anything, it would just get colder. Xioimara had always had a careful relationship with heat, it never agreed with her. Xioimara was built more for the cold and she did like the cold better. She couldn't STAND the heat. Sometimes it was nice but most of the time it wasn't.
"Okay, another door will be here hopefully..." She said quietly and walked around in a circle a few times before wising up and walking straight till she found a wall. Xioimara held her hand out in front of her to stop herself if there was a wall, and then try to find another door.

 

The room had sealed itself shut, but silenty in a way where Xiomara would not be able to hear or feel any floor vibrations. All the could be heard was the very feint sound of a buzz saw. It got louder for a moment, but then quited down. It could be heard from behind, and then gone. From the right, then gone. Up top, then gone. ANd then, silence. THe feint noise barely noticible, but none the less, there, like the static noise from a tv

 

Xioimara pinned her ears back, a nervous look upon her face. She tensed up and narrowed her eyes growling loudly, she was about to go quiet once the sound faded but another one started up, Xioimara growled louder, going into a defensive state of mind and so did her body. She could hear the faint sound of static, she never liked the sound. Even if it was just momentarily it made her feel cornered for some reason. "Who's there?!" Xioimara barked and went back to growling, crouched down with her tail between her hind legs, "Bite me..." She growled lowly and put her ears forward, stiff as a stick, she lowered her growl and puffed out her coat to try and show her dominance. 'I need to leave. Leave. Run. Run. Run. Run away, now!' She thought, her growling stopped and she was simply in a submissive state, her tail between her hind legs and ears to the side.

She was 'happy' she didn't have a Heart for a moment, it would have been going a million miles per hour if she had one. Now she could only feel adrenaline and the urge to run and escape; survive. She would gladly give her 'life' up if it meant saving someone; now it was only herself. Xioimara had always wondered why they would want to live even if they didn't truly exist as other creatures did. She was just there. No meaning. Why? She had always wondered and never knew, and know she was wondering if she should even be trying to protect herself, 'Even if I got my Heart back, even if I live through this, I'm still going to fade or die.' She thought wondered, 'Yet, I'm standing here telling my legs to move and I can't move.' She was, however, frozen on the spot, unable to move even if she wanted to. Xioimara tried to think but her mind was simply blank, she had only frozen up once before and was luckily saved. She had been pushed out of the way and knocked out of her state of mind and was able to run once again.

 

The saw like noise would begin to arrise again, this time right infront of her, coming closer, closer, closer, not stopping because she was there. It was going at a moderate speed towards her, and whatever it was, living being or weapon, it certainly had one target, and that was Xiomara.

 

Larxene smiled sweetly when Xemnas, after her desirable speech, called Demyx down to the dais, for whatever fate is to be brought upon him. She felt like she had finally gotten her revenge for what he had done in her room, and in her opinion, he did deserve it. You could not expect for someone to touch her without a sort of merciless payback in return, and so, he was the one that went ahead, and committed his acts knowing well what was to happen. If he had a brain, that is. She was only partly to blame for the first fiasco that hounded the Superior on them, as she admitted her part in the matter without deceit, but after, it was his decision to break in her quarters later, and she did nothing, except to want a break. And he was not all that sorry either, not that she wanted it. Which is why, in the end of it all, she could care less for his tears when she recalled back on what happened.

She had been watching him from time to time to note his reactions, and she did see his eyes glistening before he covered it, and for a moment, she was wondering if she was a bit too hard on him. The best that did was sort of make her doubt and question her own actions, however, is not like it moved her or affected her in any way. It was impossible, as she couldn't sympathize with her victims, and she had seen many tears, as well as hers spill for more serious and cruel situations than this. There were people worse off than they were, and they were the ones who were to cry. So yes, it only made her actually entertain the idea that he probably didn't mean it. Until, of course, that notion was taken away by him opening his mouth again. It was unusual to see a Nobody cry, of all things, because they couldn't due to the lack of feelings and emotions that they weren't suppose to have without a Heart to really ensnare you in it or make it as strong, so they were perhaps even fake tears in the first place.

Larxene simply gave him a flat and blank stare at his words, not at all fazed, nor upset, knowing the first half was true on her being a heartless, and yeah, she had no Heart being a Nobody, and a witch, that she proudly wore the title for. And she was enjoying this, if that unbreakable smile said anything. The rest, while fact, was completely off. She'll never regret anything, even with a conscience, because she was just as bad before she became the creature she is now, and didn't feel a inch of remorse. No one did for her, and when she needed help, so she shouldn't for them. And she was better off without a Heart, considering that it won't be as hard to get it broken or hurt like when you had one, so things now slid past her effortlessly, and she didn't have to fret of pain. And for the last sentence, she had always been alone and miserable, so that was barely anything to worry about if it ended up occurring. In fact, when she thought about it, she didn't have anyone right now as they spoke. The members, these people, weren't to be seen as anything, as they really couldn't give a damn about you if you disappeared or got lost, or faded. For her, nothing has really changed in both her lives.

That's why Demyx was way, way off, overall.

Witnessing the whole scenario as the guy pulled out his weapon, she rolled her eyes. He did know all Xemnas had to do is lift a finger, and he would spent the rest of his nonexistent life as a Dusk, right? There wasn't even a point of putting up a fight when there can't even be one...

Xemnas looked at Demyx in front of him, weapon drawn, emotionlessly, knowing well that it was futile. There was not such a need to present strength, or make this more difficult with what stands now. He found the man completely foolish, for his words, more so than his actions. Feelings? The boy has lost himself with the delusion, after all. There was no getting closer to his Heart, and he could pretend that the emotions that he was portraying were real all he needed and desired, but it did not change the fact that he was empty as the rest of them, and his chest had nothing left. It was the memories that triggered most of what he had done in this meeting, and he in return, did not take him at all in a serious manner for that alone. However, to continue...he went to portal off from his throne as he got covered in black swirls, only to appear in front of the mullet haired musician without much of a expression, as he stood. Now that they were in position, he stared up at Larxene, who gazed back at him with questioning eyes. "Larxene, you are to come down here as well, as this concerns your part."

"For what, though?" she inquired, pondering on why her presence was called for own there. She didn't believe Xemnas was to punish her as well, as she was the most innocent of the two in terms of the situation, but then why?

"You would soon see," he murmured, his tone more sharp that he won't explain himself any longer. "Come down."

She did so, pushing herself off her chair hard enough for her to leap into the air, and then to be swooped down gracefully when gravity played its part, her stomach going through a flip-flop of adrenaline rush as she was free falling, her cloak billowing upward and its rustling filling her ears because of the harsh wind as she landed perfectly and on her feet with a tap of her heels, her knees slightly bending, until she straightened up, quite exhilarated. It was no question on why Xigbar enjoyed jumping downward from place to place, and she enjoyed it as well. True, she did this easily when in battles, and she was used to the feeling, but it never failed to make it any less...fun. Dusting off her outfit, she stepped to the two, and waited patiently for her purpose.

 

His heart would be pulpatating like that of a drum if he had one. This could not be happening. He tried to tell himself that he was having a nightmare, but the tug of his skin sent a shot of pain through him. Here Xemnas was standing in front of him, his height standing over the musician's and he could not imagine things could get worse. Demyx couldn't remember the kind of trouble he had gotten himself in and it was only going to get worse. Placing his head in his hands, he closed his eyes wishing this never occured. Opening them once more, his stance was in a cowering pose as he could only imagine the kind of horrors Xemnas had in store for him. "Why are you doing this?" his voice was scarred and hestiant. He could feel his knees buckleing when he heard his boss call for the female demon to join him below. His eyes seemed like everything was in slow motion as he watched her gracefully jump down from her throne and stand in the same area as him.

Rolling his eyes and standing up straight and tall, he sighed not wanting to give her the satisfaction of seeing him in agony. If Xemnas had not been present, he would of struck her with his sitar smack in the face and douced her in water creating a distraction for him to escape. His escape from a brutal beating would lead him on a search for Axel the one nobody that could listen and help him. If there was anyone that could put Larxene in her place, it was the fire wielder, the youth mesmerised over. "Axel get me out of here," he thought deeply sending forth a strong connection one that the two shared since they both were alike in different ways. Since Axel felt like he had a heart, the ninth member replied on that false hope to express his deep concerns even though he was lieing to himself. "Please hurry my superior." His cry for help echoed in the room sending forth the waves of urgency that resonated and traveled down the halls. He felt his prescense near by and continued his secret mental exchange of his auroa.

Demyx thought of the kind of effect Axel would cause for he knew how cunning she was and would fight back if she chose to engage in a battle with him. He had to think quickly if he was going to get away, but it would be easier if Xemnas was else where. Facing death or other seconds of torment was not an option, but what could he do? He knew if he fought or attacked his boss with his weapon, Xemnas would see him as a treacherous pest and would surely give him a harsh punishment one that Demyx would regret for the rest of his life and he couldn't lay a finger on Larxene or he would be a fool. He had no choice, but to stall until his unexpected and hopeful help arrived. "Are you sure you want to waste your time on me? If you think about it, this is all blown out of proportion so can you just forget about it? I mean you have better things to be doing than dealing with me. And why is she here? She doesn't need to be here gloating. It's only going to cause you more trouble so is it worth it?" Demyx showed one of his genuine smiles hoping his plan would work.

 

Xioimara felt her legs shake, 'Go, go, go! Move, damn'it!' She complained to herself, it almost looked as if she was fixated on the sound coming for her with just...fear. Nothing more than that. Fake fear. Xioimara spooked herself out of her daydream and reared to the side with a spring and darted to where the exit would have been. Xioimara hit the wall slightly as she veered to stop, Xioimara stood up on her hind legs trying to feel out the door. 'No! No! No!' She thought with a panic rushing inside her-nothing. Xioimara jumped up as if the door knob would be at the head of the door. She was trying to find any way out. 'Never turn your back on an enemy, never turn away. It shows submission and fear.' She recalled to her mind, 'And if you can't find a door-make one.' Xioimara stopped trying to find the door and dropped down onto all fours, turning herself to face whatever the noise was.

She simply stood there, nothing on her face. Dominance, maybe. She wasn't 'scared' anymore. No. She was simply standing up, refusing to turn away now. Waiting for the noise to get close enough to the point where she knew something would happen if she didn't move. And then, well, then, she would move and get whatever or whoever it was to make a hole in the wall, and

'BAM! I'm out.' She thought, Xioimara held her head up high, relaxed but strong. "C'mon, bastard." She said aloud in a serious voice, her tail moved slowly side-to-side a few times and then stopped; a warrior ready for the fight to death. Whatever it was. It was unfair she knew. 'Still don't know how to pick your own fights, kid?' She recalled being told after loosing a practice fight. Now it was really time to put her skills to the test. Xioimara had only been fooling around with Toxyn. Only becoming serious at one point and then back to joking around. She knew she had to have a back-up plan just in case this one didn't work but, hell, she was making it up as she went. And trying to think it through but she had to increase her skills with that, now it was just go, go, go, don't back off 'till it's over.

 

Axel felt that his underling was in grave danger, but what could he do against the superior of the organization? He couldn't intervene otherwise he would put himself at risk and if he stood there and listened to what fate beheld Demyx, it could be to late. He decided to hear out the victim in distress and would intervene if it meant to save the musician's extistence. Axel never had anything against the carefree nobody and considered him to be a friend since he could relate to him and it could also be the respect he had towards him. He took it upon himself to offer protection just as he did with Roxas. Demyx needed guidance and support and Axel seemed to be the only member that understood that. Rather than mock the young nobody he was there to offer a willing hand and also help guide him in a direction that Axel wanted for him. It was a true fact that Demyx was very childish at times, believing he had a heart and feelings, but maybe the water user had to hold on to that false hope to keep his optimisism. Axel closed his eyes and concentrated, his mind focused on answering Demyx's calls for help.
"Demyx, I'm there for you. Don't worry I have a plan," he sent forth the message with ease.

 

The noise began to decrease in sound, as if going below her, which should be impossible though since the ground below her was made purely out of metal. It was then beggining to increase again in sound, but this time, it sounded as if it were coming from directly below her, and it was getting louder and louder by the minute. Though by now, that wasnt the only danger in the room.........

 

"What the hell...?" Xioimara questioned, looking down, the floor was cold. The sound left. It sounded from below her. "Illusions...!" Xioimara growled through her teeth, 'Diversions...! Son of a...!' She thought, and ignored the sound from below her, backing up just to be safe, "Show your cowardly self!" Xioimara yelled, keeping her cool as much as possible. Xioimara backed herself up into a corner on purpose, she was a corner person. Just to keep her back covered when she wasn't fighting side-by-side with someone. Xioimara lowered her head a little, pawing the ground a few times and then stood up tall, a low growl rising in the back of her throat. Barely able to be heard. Xioimara kept her tail down but her ears were forward as though she was leader, Xioimara was just trying to make threats at the moment to get a hint at who the enemy might be.

"Fight me. Stop hiding like some little gutless kitten." Xioimara provoked. Ideas coming in and out of her head. The most common one was just rebel. Fight and fight like there's no tomorrow.

 

Her wish would be granted, as the noise of the buzz saw could be heard, as it roze upward, and whatever it was, it rose right out of the ground right below her, moving up right towards her chest.

ooc: I dun wanna go into details since I want u to write it as if she really is fighting blindly :P

 

It wasn't long before Demyx found himself with a laser blade just a mere, small inch from his neck, few, tiny strands of his hair burning where they dare touch the red energy, a wave of smoke swiveling into the air and disappearing. At the same time, Xemnas had placed a shield around Where Nothing Gathers, letting no one get in or out, or able to come through. Nobody was to leave, even in the direst of emergencies, out of this room until he was done. His orange eyes were focused on Demyx and him only, now with a glint of coldness and with a ominous expression on his face to recite the fact that he was greatly displeased. And almost looked murderous as he closely said in a low, threatening tone, "Number Nine, I suggest you leave Number Eight out of this situation. Do you really think me a fool?" He pressed the blade closer to his skin in a counter, as if daring him to say otherwise. This was to go smoothly at first, and the musician did not need to pull the risky act. Along with him believing that his little message wouldn't get past him, and that he did not understand his games and that he was planning to buy time with his quirks. "I have no qualms slicing your head off this very moment, and I have no qualms for Axel following the same fate that you brought upon him if you as so much attempt to do this again."

Larxene covered her mouth, trying not to giggle out loud in this very tense moment, in case she'll be concentrated on next. She shook her head, not really taking in that the kid was this much of a idiot. Did he not comprehend who is it he was facing, exactly? Or did the thought just flew right by him? His wittle Axel wouldn't help, even with the odd connection that suddenly appeared that they could do, which meant, she could do the same. Since when were they so damn special? Now he was bringing someone else into this problem when there wasn't a need to, and he probably just doomed himself even more by this action. She was wishing this whole thing would be over soon, she couldn't stand people's stupidity for that long. Or standing here watching Demyx get scolded for who knows how many times, as fun as it was.

Yes, she really hated the guy.

It was why she found a interest in looking at the ceiling bored, not that she couldn't really see it from how high this room was.

"Unfortunately, I'm not the one to give you your punishment. It was not to be that merciless, until you made it happen, and I do not have a choice until you properly learn," he stated monotonously, making his laser distinguish from cutting any of the limbs Demyx possessed, and the man regally turned to Larxene, with a curt nod. "It is up to you what you want to do, and he will have to comply while I am present."

She widened her eyes in surprise, or what it would be, until the words really etched into her mind and was repeated over and over. She was the one to punish him. A devious and yet delicious smirk traced over her rosy lips at the thought, of anything she can make Demyx do. Anything at all. This really was her time for revenge, and many ideas were filtering into her brain as well, wondering which one would she choose. She wanted to humiliate him. Wanted to make him squirm. There had to be something...especially, that had to do with what he pulled back in her room. She was obviously giddy as her eyes danced in glee, and she put her index finger on her chin as she went into a pensive state. Could this get any better? This is the first time anything for her has gone right.

Finally, she put her hand down, and eyed Demyx with a very triumphant glint, and as they both waited, she looked over to her Superior, emotionless and empty as always. "Well...I think I do have what I want to do. He should be lucky that I'm taking it easy on him." With that, she turned her steel, deadly aquatic orbs at the mullet haired man, the despise she had for him coming tenfold, and oh, how she was going to enjoy this to the fullest as a grin spread. "I want you to get your knees with a bow, apologize for what you've done to me in my room, and beg for forgiveness..."

She let a chuckle escape, not able to contain it. "In front of the whole Organization surrounding you to witness it."

She was highly mighty proud of that one.

 

Marluxia was rather surprised Axel would interupt whatever was going on, but managed to catch a glimpse of the words being said. "Well well...and she blames me for having a lust of power...I'll definately get her back with this one sometime..." he laughed lightly.

He returned his hood back over his head and proceeded to walk down the hall not eager to speak with the superior when he was in such a mood, "soon it will be time to meet with them..." he said going to his room and closing the door behind him.