.::.Build Your Cages.::.

(OOC: Dang that was a long post.)

"Axel..." Gasps of breath were heard rapidly and his pupils dilatated from the intense red energy and light that he saw and felt from the dangerously close aerial blade that was sinching his semi pale skin of his neck. The heat from the source was creating steam from his element that was within his body. Grasping his sitar he carefully leaned upon it like a crutch until it too fell with a loud thud on the ground. "No my sitar!" Gasping harshly out of instinct and pure obsession for his material possession, he stumbled a bit and received a burn by the nape of his neck. Yelling out from the pain that felt like fire, he clenched his eyes shut and touched his gloved hand to the painful area sending his cool water to lessen the stinging. "That really hurt," he whined almost like a child. Forcing himself not to cry, what were fake tears anyway, his determination kept him strong and the pure adraline of terror made the pain subside temporairly. The windows to his soul shifted downwards gazing at the bright light that reflected in his pupils causing an alarm for panic The blade was still at his neck, but in a different area and Xemnas's eyes were that of someone who was truly evil and had no soul. "Okay okay I give I give..." he hestinately repeated. "You're not a fool. You're the great superior," he tensed, but kept his eyes on Larxene a feeling of dread surfacing on his features for his other entity was surfacing.

Oh how he wanted to slap that hand away from her mouth or run her through with the blades of his sitar. The screams of terror that would escape from her lips from that sheer pain would be like music to his ears. Her actions were not to go unnoticed and not be forgiven for he would make her pay in a way that she would end up getting herself in serious trouble when an opportunity presented itself. He knew she could not be trusted and he would prove that to his superior the only nobody that knew understood him. "She has gone to far and needs to be dealt with, but how?" His thoughts escaped from his mind when his lip quivered and trembled when he sensed, saw, and heard Xemnas's deadly threat that made him white as a ghost. His friendly demeanor had returned and with it fear of great magnitude. "No... Don't kill me! You need me! You need all the help you can get. Xioimara is in trouble. If you destroy me you'll be down one member. One that is loyal, has the element of water that is a terrible force to behold and the natural element of life. How will Axel and Roxas react if I'm gone? You need everyone of us if we hope to confront the other organization. Boss please come to reason... You made the organization for a reason and it was not to destroy any of us. You gave us all a purpose and you gave me life." His memories of his somebody swelled up inside as he spoke as if he had a heart. "You're like the father I never had and well Axel, Roxas, and the others my brothers and Larxene my sinister sister. It's almost like a family, a corrupted one, but it's all that I know. So don't end the only existence I have," he shook his head as his memories vanished. "Why did I say all that?" He shook from head to toe and sighed with relief when he witnessed the aerial blades being withdrawn, but gasped when Xemnas's words rang true in his ears that Larxene was going to be the one that would punish him. "No! This can't be boss? She's one of the lowest members in the organization." he scoffed and laughed a bit. She's number 12. I'm number 9. It doesn't make any sense," he reached down and picked up his sitar from the ground checking it for any marks or damage as he listened to Xemnas speak followed by Larxene. Fully satisfied that his soul weapon was not harmed, he gazed at the smirk on Larxene's lips and sneered back rolling his eyes. "Right... What makes you think I'm going to listen to you?" He humored her demands and bobbed his head trying to ignore her. As her fateful humilating words followed, the youth took his right hand and mouthed her words moving his closed right hand as if it were a mouth. She could be really irratating and the most he could with the situation he was in would be attempt to not pay attention to her.

Frowning and crossing his arms , he stomped his boot when he heard about the humilation that would follow. "I would never bow to the likes of you nor beg for your forgiveness," with his eyes narrowed he snapped his fingers and drenched her from head to toe with a blast from his water not caring if Xemnas was present. It was a matter of pride and the other members would of also attacked with retailation so no could not blame his actions. "Larxene, he stood next to her away from Xemnas's evil glance, "the water was a way for you to open your eyes and see the truth about yourself and me.". His tone changed to that of a monountous one. "You may hate me and want to try to kill me and blah blah blah... Your list goes on and on, but know this. I attacked you for a reason and that was to show you how strong I could be and that I'm not this push over to you and the others can bully. When backed in a corner, I can fight if I have to and you saw for yourself when I held you against your will." Narrowing his eyes, his whole demeanor shifted. "You deserved everything that happened to you for you asked for it when you called me "little boy" and thought of me as a coward. I'm not sorry for that and would be lying to myself if I did apologize. You played with water and ended up getting in way over your head number 12." Nearly ending his speech he followed it with another blast of his water that was frigid cold upon her small frame. "Get off your high horse. You're not the boss and never will be! I may have to comply so not to be eliminated, but you'll be the only that will pay dearly in a possible way that you can't even imagine or predict and it won't have anything to do with me laying a finger on you. In the end you'll only end up hurting yourself and I'll be there when that happens," a smirk formed on his features and disappeared after he closed his eyes leaving him in state of concern and worry.

Taking steps backwards, he backed away his back hitting the shield that prevented him from escaping. "No... boss... I... "he fell to his knees in defeat. "I meant what I said to her... Don't do this to me. You know my reason for what I did. I can't take any of it back." He placed his right hand to his chest and only gazed at Xemnas ignoring Larxene with every intention. He was satisfied with seeing her cold and soaking wet. It was his way of showing her that he still was strong and that he could stand up to her. "Boss... I... "he wanted to say something else, but he was frozen in fear. "I'm so dead!" With every last fiber that was in his being he quivered his lip and gave Xemnas a pathetic sight to behold for his eyes were wet and red around the edges and his hands were tightily laced together. His pain was intense and his whole body ached deeply. "Boss please remember the words I said earlier. I'm acting like this since I have not been healed or had medical aide from earlier. I'm not sure of how much of this I can take," he leaned forward and fell at his boss's feet. "I know I'm pathetic, but remember you created me this way so you have no one, but yourself to blame," he closed his eyes and rested.

 

OOC: You think that's bad? >.>

WARNING, Y'ALL.


Larxene let out a yawn as Demyx now began to rant on, and on, and she pondered the fact of why he had so much to say. She had lost interest, even when he targeted her, and she rolled her eyes as he pulled the whole number thing. Did the guy not get that numbers in terms of powers and respect did not matter here? It was just a sign of what point you joined, and no one was to respect each other unless earned in this group, or forced depending on a member's power over another, or, like with Marluxia and Saïx, in a position of a higher role. But, obviously, Demyx still didn't get it when Xemnas didn't object to her choice as well, and didn't even move when he said that she was lower. In fact, if he wanted to take pride in that pointless thing, she'll let him, because he was only making himself look more like a idiot. This was getting repetitive to her, she was sick of Demyx to the point where she felt nauseous, there was too much of him in one day for her liking, and she tuned out the rest of the conversation as she looked elsewhere, waiting until Xemnas took the action, and called the members after the other guy finished his rambling.

As she scratched the side of her eye casually as her thoughts were elsewhere while the whole thing was getting solved, it was there she slightly jump with a gasp when she felt water pour down on her, tensing her body as she blinked in shock. It got inside her clothes, and dripped into her skin, and for some reason, it made her blank out for a moment, recalling something similar, even when she went to glare gravely at Demyx without much fervor. She didn't even bother to call out his bull that he only got that far in her room because she had let him, that she insulted him because HE was the one to break into her bedroom in the first place to start another mess because he couldn't leave sh!t alone after it was over, that he rightly deserved whatever punishment Xemnas or her, gave him, and she could not stress enough that she could care less about whatever he had to prove himself for. There were other members who thought him useless and weak, so why didn't he go bother their lives? Her patience was growing more thin with him, and by this point, she wouldn't be at all perplexed if she ended up splitting his body apart. But all that was gone as something in her chest tightened when that similarity. So she went back to water...water...

It was with the second freezing splash that he threw at her, her hair that was usually combed back know flipping and loose, she knew, that it finally clicked as she stilled. She could hear it now, she could envision everything now...the laughter, the pointing, and the embarrassment, it was almost as if she was standing right there in the floor, remembering the faces and the people, her lunch tray dropped in the ground as she was a victim to a unfortunate spotlight, when her so called friends set her up to be splashed in front of everyone and all they did was join in with the rest...it was almost like time stopped for her as it echoed and echoed. Her pupils dilated at the flashback, her expression blank, before it slowly converted into something sinister, dark, and foreboding, her fists clenching so tightly as they shivered that her nails dug into her skin with the gloves, and like if she were possessed, her sight was set on Demyx as he begged to Xemnas. Something was bubbling, and rapidly rising, making her see red as her lungs quicken, and this was the last time she was to deal with him. She was tired, so tired of him, so freaking tired. Larxene didn't even hesitate when she kicked him right in the face, hard and true within less than half a second since she moved, if not less than milliseconds, and from there on, even as her foot collided with his jaw, it was complete rampage that filled her body up, fury and rage so much that it ransacked into her speed, making her invisible by mind's eye. She threw herself at him before he could recover without so much as a blink as he was sprawled on the floor, her kunai slashing and cutting his body with excruciating claws like a madwoman, from every side, back and forth, side to side, front and back, ripping his uniform and his skin apart, multiple images rounding around in a circle, lightning striking every which way.

She could barely even think, she didn't even know what the hell she was doing, and she ignored Xemnas's threatening calls that sounded like she should stop if she knew what was good for her, but she didn't care, she didn't care. All she knew was that she had to fuffill certain blood lust, and she was going to damn fulfill it. She placed all her anger, her hatred, and everything in her hits, and she even made her kunai disappear and simply went to punch him with her own hand in a sickening crack. Her body burned, and boiled, and the heat was so strong, she almost felt like she was about to explode. She slammed him to the wall in a thud, pressing him there, grasping his neck so tightly she was positive he couldn't breath. She snarled and growled, and just roared, a complete turnabout from her giggles and laughter that came with her battles, because this wasn't fun at all, it was a turbulence, outside, and within her. She was doing anything she could, from kneeing him to uppercuts, to body slams. Truthfully, she wasn't even certain where she was going with this. Everything was a blur, as her eyes suddenly shone white, with a streak of a soft blue as lightning then cracked in the soundless room, and pulsate around Demyx, shocking him, she could feel him in her hands as her grip got tighter also, so much that the pressure was causing his head to go back, and she was about to snap it.

She wanted him dead, dead, dead!

"ENOUGH!!"

She found herself being pulled back by a strong, gravitational force that send her reeling across Where Nothing Gathers in a surge of wind, rustling her clothes and hair, until she roughly banged into the surface of smooth concrete, which was the wall, trapping her there. It didn't bother her, though, the pain, the aches, all of it was lost in this power of ferocity, and even there her eyes still glowed white-blue dangerously as she yelled and screamed, her sole focus on her prey, swinging her arms and legs around trying to reach, but she was held there against her will. "LET ME GO!" She endlessly tussled and wrangled, and pushed, and flailed, needing to express her turmoil into something, anything, and needing to kill Demyx, as her Superior watched with, for the first time, almost resembling disbelief on his features at the wrath kept exerting. It was closely resembling to controlling a rabid animal, and the pressure of her anger was getting so severe, that she finally extended lighting bolts around the whole room, filling the area with flashes and light, thunder overhead as it crashed and crackled in the air, sparks all over the thrones, walls, and ceiling.

She knew somehow, in the very back of her cloudy and packed mind, that she should stop, but she couldn't. She really couldn't, and she didn't even know what was happening to her. She never had this sort of outburst, and it was what was steering her, rather than her wits and conscience. It got so much that even her eyes started to itch and parch, turning foggy. It wasn't long until she felt a fountain of tears running down her cheeks, blinding her from vision as the water gathered in her eyes, from the pure blaze inside that was exhausting her, memories of her past now flickering around, images that she would rather forget draining her, and she shook her head, trying to escape it all as she cried. She wanted someone here, anyone, but she had no one, though she knew a name of a person who could somehow understand her, spoke to her, and while she could never trust anyone as she would have liked to, him included, he possibly knew her more than the rest in this castle did, and she called to him automatically. Marluxia...

And it was the last thing she could concentrate on before she felt a slight migraine in her head out of the blue, and then everything unexpectedly went black.

Xemnas breathed deeply, blinking his soulless, wide eyes as the female finally ended her savagery when she went unconscious; because of him. He did not usually commit this type of power to his members, sending a streak of flash through their head to silence them this way, as is with his ability of Nothingness and she a Nobody. But, this called for desperate measures as the girl was fully out of her mind and a danger to herself. He did not think he could watch her frenzy any longer. Demyx laid there, hurt, and she was slowly going insane. He had never witnessed such a spectacle other than with Saïx, which was understandable with the power he was born with, but with Larxene...he did not comprehend where the strength and the fury came from, where it bubbled, and how did it unleash. It was impossible for it to happen to any Nobody unless plagued by energy. Whatever it was, he knew the trigger was the action Demyx had taken when splashing her with water, that perhaps dug into a memory that significantly affected her to the point where it drowned her senses, he could theorize, and he should've known the expression when she paused as that said memory was coursing through her. She was still drenched, her black coat damped, as well as her hair, spread freely around her and her face, her body yet not halting from convulsing, as she trembled and shook even while she was not conscious, tears sprouting and trickling down on her shut eyelids. It was certainly a enthralling sight to see.

Whichever the case, it was over, and he let out a breath, finding this more troublesome than he could have ever predicted. With a wave of his hand, he brought the fainted blonde young woman in the air closer to him, until she reached the dais in the middle, and he gently placed her on the ground, her chest heaving haggardly in labored breathing even when she was out cold. However...he turned his head to eye the musician, knowing that the attention was needed on him. It was all so sudden. The man had a point that he would need all the members he could to combat this faux Organization, and was rightly listening to him, and even staring at the water throwing spectacle that he took on Larxene. The tides switched there, and he then found that he was seeing the female disappear and the water wielder getting blows from a unseen assailant. If he did give Larxene any credit, it was for her horrendous speed, the only one to rival his, if not, more, he could admit. It was her specialty, and now packed with intensity, no doubt it was doubled. He attempted to stop her by other means, but by then, he concluded that she was lost from common sense, and she made so much of quick work, that when he was able to pull her back, she was already about to snap Demyx's neck in half. He had acted in time. He had lowered the shield of the room also, aware that its use was no longer of value with what occurred.

He had sent a message to one of his Sorcerers to report to the scientist, Vexen, about the situation, and that there was need for his treatments, and for Demyx to be in his lab to be checked upon. He then stepped up to the dirty blond male, closely studying him, wondering if he was capable of moving, or if he was alright enough to speak. The least that he had gotten was multiple cuts and scrapes, which could be gone easily enough with proper attending, hence, he would be fine in that regard. The worst was the primary impacts that he had taken to his face, which were what he considered to be comparable to normal fist fights, along with a kick, so, it had not gone that far to disable him. The difference was how strong it was, and whether he had managed to block some attacks for his favor. True to the old fighting style, and what is a sure weakness, she was uncoordinated as she was influenced by her rage, and her points and hits were random, just as much as her lack of thought. She perhaps didn't pinpoint how much stamina she gave, and didn't care whether her bashing was strong or weak, just as long as she vented and got something out of it. Yes...

In the end of it all, this did not affect him, as he did not possess a Heart for it to, and he was not to fool himself with such illusions. Nevertheless, there were things to accomplish, and he had decided that Larxene was not going in a mission in her disarrayed state, as he was not positive what her reaction would be when she woke up with her current fragile mentality. As for Demyx, he was in between. When Vexen was done, it would be up to him if he would want to rest, and sleep, which he could allow.

He rubbed his temples, not knowing what to do with these two anymore...

 

Dear god, Night.....>_>......that's the longest, most descriptive and action packed post I've ever seen by you....ah well....

BIC- Xengla was still thinking about her memory when it suddenly clicked. She was frozen in place and her body was limp as she fell back collapsing to the ground as if she was a dead corpse. There was a silence in the room. A young girl suddenly made a turtle swimming motion with her hands. "Awkward turtle....heh..." said another girl. "Awkward turtle? What's that?" "You've never heard of awkward turtle?" "No. What is it?".... Xengla gasped in shock. She was suddenly excruciatingly cold. Why am I so cold?

 

OOC: I agree. I think I haven't written this much of a wall of text since Rivals, and my Saïx kicking my Axel's butt [is cool when you RP them both o:]. But really, that Larxene concoction came from lack of sleep, and a good helping of Mary J. Blige's No More Drama to keep me awake [if you'd ever listen to it, read it with the scene, and you'll get the idea. Though is more closer at the end of the song, when she goes a bit too frustrated].

Mix them together in my head, and it came out with Larxene going utterly nutso banshee. Go figure xD. I swear playing crazy is fun as heck.

And I wanted Xemnas to yell for once, damn it! He's so plain...>.>.

 

You got that from lack of sleep? Even more impressive.....*sigh*....-_-....my future goal is to somehow be able to write like that. Might get me past the SATs.

BIC- Xengla got up shakily and started trying to heat herself back to her normal body temperature. What happened? Where am I? And.....what was that? Her mind was cloudy with thoughts and as she stood up, her vision was still glassy as she steadied herself. Xengla found herself looking at a dark city with glowing neon signs. Why am I here?......wait......this place's name was.....where am I supposed to be? "Hello?.....anyone out there?"

 

OOC: Uh, I guess. I wasn't really sure what I was doing ^^;.

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And last spam post, I swear :D.

 

OoC://When I saw you're post I was like, "hahaha," and then I scrolled down while laughing and was like, "Holy SHIT!" The laughing was for a good cause btw, not against ya' I was watching Collegehumor so that kinda made me laugh.
The posts made me think of Who's The Boss?. xD
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3D0pbfvUOs4&feature=channel_page
No srsly don't you kind of think of the posts kinda seem like it the mercy-cryin' and all xP
No offense.

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Xioimara ignored the sound from below her, it was a disillusion, something just to give someone else enough time to strike. Xioimara lowered her head growling, her teeth showing, not a lot, but just enough to show she was serious. "Holy-!" Xioimara jumped up, and tried to pull away, she felt a prickle hit the side of her face almost like a needle or as if a puppy was biting her. She held back a yelp whining to just yell out, she shut her eyes tightly and moved away, snarling in defense. The fur on the side of her face started to feel matted. The stinging fainted away within a moment or two. She pawed the side of her face, and opened her left eye the same daring look in her eyes as usual even if she was blind after all, they did have a certain daring shape to them.

Xioimara put her paw down a glare written on her face, she side-stepped away but towards the creature. A tactic any wolf used, or social pack would use. Surround the prey, or encircle it. Though, she was, as she had been since she arrived, alone.

"So, it is a war, then?" Xioimara asked, a smirk on her face as she spoke, the creature smelled strongly of metal-stainless steel-a hint of blood from Xioimara's face. That didn't matter. It was a new competitor and one that she had to bring down, based on her own observations she figured this was like a small game, to get out you had to defeat whatever was there-without dying of course.

 

OOC: ROFL!!! xDDDDDD Yeah, I could totally see it. Larxene is the one seating in the comp, and I'm guessing, the crowd watching by the glass window, like out of it. Amir and Ricky [if that's his name] is Demyx and Xemnas respectively. And there's more to than that with the posts as well, but this doesn't need to be a wall of text, so I'll end it here xD.

Nice.

 

Zelda! :D Lol....filler posts.

BIC- Xengla sat outside next to a building. This normally happened a lot and she would always end up in a hopeless state where she wouldn't know what to do. Literally. Most of the time she would try to remember the latest thing that she recalled, or someone would help her give meaning to her existance. Okay......I.....uh.....remember a kitchen.......and....a room.......with.....video games. There were people.....wait....So....uh...what's the name of our base again?Oh!......what did he say? Heh....just imagine it....... She closed her eyes and visualized the room as realistic as possible.

 

It circled her. Circled her like a person who had just been tipped out of their boat and was being surrounded by sharks. It circled, the noise going around everywhere, as the sound of the buzzsaw could still be heard. As it did so, it made certain that she was distracted with the noise that it made, as something new began moving down from the cieling above her, slowly, without making even the smallest of sounds.

 

OoC://I actually did my best to imagine them over the people and I started cracking up when everyone was looking in through the glass wall and when he got slapped xD
Ownage!

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Xioimara pulled her lips back farther smelling the creature almost as a big cat would smell out an enemy in their territory. She stepped back and her ears pressed back, teeth showing more and she lowered her head lunging forward and felt her claws scratching the metal of the creature. Oh, how it made her want to back-off. She hated the sound when her claws hit metal, not only that but it hurt like hell. Xioimara bit down on the metal creature, and veered away jumping off the creature and skidded backwards growling at it. It felt as if he teeth had just been pushed further back into her gum's, and she did have strong teeth. She spent at least half-an-hour on her teeth a day, mostly for making sure she was ready for crap like this. She could feel what seemed to be saliva slowly coming from her mouth but that wasn't it, it was sweet, and it tasted horrid at the same time to her. Xioimara didn't react to the taste despite the fact that she wished it was just stop, she cut her gum with the bite, along with the roof of her mouth a little bit.

At the same moment it felt like an adrenaline rush surging through her body, her nerves felt like they were out of control and she felt invincible. Like she could take on anything she desired. Hell, she felt she would be able to tear this stainless steel monster to shreds in no time but common sense was still in Xioimara's mind while her world shook and felt like a dream. She was trying to push aside the fact that she able to hear and know her surroundings but for some reason she wasn't able to process them. 'Shit. I need help. FAST! No one is here! I'm versus a bloody robot! For Heaven's sake its Toxyn's friggin' room. How the hell can you have rooms within a room?'

 

ooc: if you think thats crazy, wait till you see the room thats in the room thats in the room thats in the room :P

bic: It was at that very moment, a large piece of metal, or so it would feel, fell onto Xiomara's back, and it felt as if 8 skinny legs were hanging onto her, wrapping around her ribs, as it quickly bit down, biting into her neck for a quick moment. It was hard to tell, but there was certainly a type of thing that was being injected into her through this action, and if it was not taken off of her soon, then it would only continue to proceed.

ooc: Ladies and Gentlemen, boys and girls. Step right up to Toxyn's fun house ^_^

 

OoC://Is that the room with the room built within the room that pretty roomy but probably needs another room that is more roomy than the roomy room because of the room with a salesman in it asking:

Would you like to buy a duck?

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Xioimara's eyes went wide and she stopped growling and grunted as if someone was spurring her. Xioimara kicked to get the creature off her, as much as she tried it didn't seem to want to move, 'No one bites me!' She thought and ran forward and flipped herself over landing on her back and purposely throwing all her weight on the creature, one-hundred-and-fifty pounds that is. Xioimara stood up shaking her coat, the bug had fell off she still had no feeling towards it. She turned around facing the thing and stood up on her hind legs threatening to crush the creature. Her own friendly way of saying,

'Get the hell out.'

OoC://That's what she said.

 

ooc: why yes it is the room with the room built within the room that pretty roomy but probably needs another room that is more roomy than the roomy room because of the room with the customer replying

A what?

bic: The sound of 8 legs clattering could be heard, as the noise of the buzzsaw approached directly from behind Xiomara. Meanwhile, at the same time, she might soon slightly begin to feel some what weaker. THough it certainly was not anything that would make her dizzy, but instead, it would slowly begin to make her lose feeling, and at some point, possible make her go completely numb after 15 minutes.

ooc: no. just no. that was the worst time to use that >.>

 

OoC:// So, it is the room with the room built within the room that pretty roomy but probably needs another room that is more roomy than the roomy room because of the room with the salesman saying back to the costumer:

A duck!

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Xioimara heard a noise coming towards her and she left the slaying of the little bratty creature for another moment, she leaned back on her hind legs and felt her rear leg muscles unfurl as she pounced over the creature, "I'll send you straight to Hell!" Xioimara said and she tried to catch her balance, she felt herself slip from the texture of the surface under her. 'Go, go, go, go, go!' She urged herself and Xioimara caught her weight and rather fell away from the creature she landed on. Xioimara landed with a glide against the floor, she stopped herself and kept herself standing up, breathing heavily. Her legs felt tired, she felt like she was being broken into a new saddle, but Xioimara wasn't going to let this happen. She wasn't going to cry out and beg, beg, beg for them to spare her life. If she died it would be with pride and loyalty to the true Organization not the counterfeit one.

She tried to keep a one-track mind. What was ahead of her. Her strength didn't very much matter to her, she didn't care if her lungs were about to burst she wasn't going to back down to this creature. Xioimara could feel almost hear her own pulse in her temple, her breathing was labored as she tried to stay standing. Her paws felt weak, numb, she didn't know why, the first thought that came to her was that little demon brat. Xioimara wasn't sure but was leaning more towards the demon brat that caused her body to feel tired, even the numbing-for once she felt good inside that she was phlegmatic.

Xioimara felt the ground below her seem to disappear as she lost feeling of her body. She strained to keep her muscles stiff, to try and keep blood flowing, to try and stay awake and to try and just stand up. Xioimara soon came to the point where blood flow didn't matter, her strength didn't seem to matter, she was tired. She could fight for her life but it would end up getting her killed anyway she was sure of it. Xioimara lowered her tail and head a tired expression in her eyes, she stayed standing, she felt that if she laid down it would be some form of bowing. Xioimara could still feel herself breathing heavily, she almost seemed afraid that she would somehow just stop breathing that's why she seemed to be struggling so much.

OoC:// Still want to argue with me?

 

OOC: That was a long post and now I have to respond Oh goodie.. Poor Demyx. This post will be shorter than my last and will be interesting.)

"You b****!" It was great indeed that Larxene had suffered from the frigid water attack for she deserved it for her cruel intentions. He had avoided some of her attacks, but the ones she did do to him he had no choice, but to attack back. To prove his worth and to her that he could stand up to her, he reached for his sitar and played many disruptive ballads that were immensiously loud. "Dance water dance!" His fingers tapped rapidly on the strings of the instument that reacted with his element gushing through the room errupting from the ground, the hot steam bringing forth no visability as he attacked her violently. "Like it?" She had gone to far and though she was lightning, his water could be just as devastating. "You're dead." Narrowing his azure eyes to slits, his orbs reflected a swirling vortex resemebling that of a raging storm or hurricane. "Prepare for your end." Larxene was going to pay for ever striking him. Though it was not his nature to fight, when he was forced to he gave it his all and never held back no matter who his opponent was. In his mind, the opponent was the enemy and it was all about surival. He would show her who was the higher member was and he would also prove to her of why he was a member in the notorious organization. He had fooled the others with his nice guy routine that worked to his advantage, but now his true self had to be revealed to teach the witch a lesson. She had tried to kill him and now it was personal. He was not going to let her destroy him.

"Yah!" Swinging his sitar in the air, he slashed at her causing her to fall on her back as he continued to drench her body being careful not to get to close since her element would collide with his and would be disasterous. The pressure of every square inch that spilled and flowed through his attacks was destroying the room along with the high intensity of his music was blowing out eardrums except for the musician's. It was impossible to drown out his music for he would not let up. It was until, Larxene and him struck one of another, his sharp razored edged points of his sitar slashed her beautiful cheeks and lips and his face was struck by her kunai and her high heeled boot. "You want pain you sadistic witch. I'll show you what true pain is and you'll be dying for more." Having his sitar disappear out of sight, his water collided with her lightning as he held onto her wrists,smirking before he encased his wet lips over her own sending forth water through her body. Keeping her close to his body, his element traveled to hers causing blasts from around the room summoning them both to be in the middle of a large spectacular upward rising fountain that defied the logic of gravity.As he did this, numerous amounts of voltage of lightning passed through his body making his hair stand up more on end and his body to shake violently. His eyes gazed into hers as if looking into her soul, the fury of the storm within the deadly glare sending fear and contempment. Finishing his task, he flipped her over through the water jets using his legs as leverage kicking her in the stomach and chest as the water expelled from her lungs. "Heh heh heh..." Grinning deliorously at Xemnas with wide eyes and once again in his natural state, he fell upon the ground and lay there motionessly, his body lying in large puddles that sizzled from the electricity gathered around. He looked to the side of the wall to see Larxene out cold for the time being. Feeling guilty and knowing it was not his nature to cause harm like she loved to do, he crawled over to her and lay next to her, his hand sending forth a surge of power for her to spit out the rest of the water from her lungs. Hoping she was semi awake enough at least for her to hear him, he spoke softly and caressed her cheek with his hand. "Larxene if only you could understand me and see me for the nobody that Iam. I may not have a heart, but I can feel pain inside. I don't know why I'm the way I'am just like you don't understand why you're the way you are, but I guess we're all different and that is what makes us special. I'm tough when I have to be to prove to you that I'm not a wimp or s coward and that I can stand up for myself and fight to the bitter end if I must. I don't enjoy fighting like you and the other members do, but I guess that is what makes me different from the rest," he placed his lips over hers once more and breathed into her giving her air. Pulling away gentely, he closed his eyes with a goofy grin and fainted on the floor.

 

"Well well...seems your pairings were off by a long shot..." Marluxia said lowering his hood at the entrance staring at Xemnas, "you really should have thought this out more superior..."

He walked over leaning down next to Larxene, checking her pulse and looking her over, "do you really think that was necessary..." he said not looking up, "after all I do believe you have a power of restraint..." He stood back up and turned to him, "as you can see this pairing did not suffice...and to be honest you are lucky Axel is still walking around alive..."

He sighed and rubbed his temples, "not only are you forcing harsh emotions from us by settling us with people like these for a mission...but you are putting stress on yourself...and its not fun is it?" He said trying to hide a grin, "you know...like all this could have been avoided..."

He kneeled back down picking up Larxene in his arms, "if you will allow me to I shall take her to her room to relax...I'll even explain your consequences and punishment should you wish it..." he said not hinting on the lie of following through with that. "And perhaps we could switch around the pairings some...you know...to relieve your stress...."

 

ooc: why yes, it is the room with the room built within the room that pretty roomy but probably needs another room that is more roomy than the roomy room because of the room with the customer saying to the salesmen:

Does it quack?

bic: The sounds of 8 metalic legs could be heard clinking on the metal war right next to Xiomara, whatever it was, it was obviously approaching her. The sound of the buzz could once again be heard circling around, keeping her in line, so that way she wouldn't move

ooc: meh beh :P

 

BIC- Xengla opened her eyes, and saw that she was in a room. Is this where I belong? She went to the door and walked out. Oh....this place is kind of huge.... She continued walking around looking at everything.

 

OoC://Are you sure it is the room with the room built within the room that pretty roomy but probably needs another room that is more roomy than the roomy room because of the room with the salesman replying to the costumer:
Why, Of Course it quacks!

BiC://

Xioimara snarled at the creature turning towards it as she soon started to feel cornered and decided in her will to advance back at the creature. She could hear other ones she was sure of and was starting to shake with 'eagerness'. She growled louder to lay it out at the creature, the last thought in her mind was her tiredness, there was a point to the body when it was in such distress it was either put tail between legs and scatter as fast as possible or combat. 'Clever.' Xioimara thought as she pulled back her lips farther into pretty much a grin as she growled. Xioimara held her tail stiff to warn it one last time and arched her back slightly and grabbed the creature as it got closer, rearing back her head to keep it's legs away from her neck or face, "One!" She cried out as she brought the creature down with as much force she could manage and threw the creature into the ground and put her right front paw on it, growling, teeth and tongue showing valiantly, she wasn't going to back down. Xioimara bit down on the creature and stood up, throwing it away and stopped growling, her teeth were still showing for a moment but she stopped, somehow staring the buzzsaw straight on.

Xioimara lowered her tail, it was trying to keep her still somehow. 'Not happening.' Xioimara thought, 'I'm not going to listen to any of the bullshit you think you can use to keep me quiet!' Xioimara thought, feeling something start to boil inside her almost angry, frustrated. "What now?" Xioimara asked the creature a smile upon her face and she followed forward advancing towards the creature. Yet, she was calm. As if she was approaching a friend but a more aggressive aura was in the air. "You're trying to make me stay still or something?" Xioimara asked the metal lower animal, well aware it probably wasn't going to act back. If anything, it would most likely attack were her thoughts. Xioimara stopped and her head turned towards a clacking sound, she didn't do anything, the Make-My-Day look upon her face. Xioimara could hear the little solid metal critter approach her again, "The thing that won't die." She muttered and snarled and pounced holding down the critter once more, "MOVE! I dare you!" She threatened fake ire reaching her breaking point, she was ready to tear off every single bloody one of this object's fake limbs and force-feed it back to it if it meant shutting it the hell up or making it stop walking. Xioimara picked up her paw and slammed it down on the creature.

Sure, it hurt like an everlasting fire but she was positive the pain would dull away, Xioimara's teeth showed while she slammed down her paw. She could hear a crackling sound, pretty sure she had destroyed some useful part to it. She only wished she could hear it cry out in misery. "Bite me now, you little prick!" Xioimara yelled at the creature and shifted her weight onto her left front paw, taking her right paw of the creature, looking forward to crushing the little brat into as many pieces as possible, she was ready to wrap her teeth around it and tear off it's tiny legs but restrained herself from being as indiscriminate as possible to the metal being.

OoC://So, I hear you like mudkips?