.::.Build Your Cages.::.

Vexen simply humphed at Marluxia's audacity, knowing well that the title of Lord for Castle Oblivion had made him believe he is of higher importance. No matter. The higher they are, the harder they will fall. He watched as the mongrel started to wake her up, Xemnas staring calmly, and they both waited.

Larxene had yet not entered the stage of deep sleep, nevertheless, she did enter the stage where any noise or distractions were ignored or dismissed, so when she felt someone shake her, despite being almost numb with her dark, unconscious mind to really experience the push, she gave a short hum in her throat, and continued sleeping, draping her one arm over her head in the pillow as she breathed slowly. She didn't even hear his words. No matter what, the interruption did affect her, though, as she attempted to be comfortable again in a position now that she was sensing her surroundings, aware even through her sleep, that her sticky outfit was bothersome from it being damp, and it was kind of hot. In the end, her brain not clear and only by bodily reaction, she moved to her side, which was a very bad act to commit. Almost immediately, her back gave the most violent cry of protest as it shot her a pang of shocking pain up her spine, and naturally, she let out a hiss as she dug her face into her fluffy pillow, gritting her teeth, as one hand grasped the sheets tight in a fist. That certainly gave her enough jolt to wake her up, but she still didn't open her eyes as they stung from unshed tears, this time, from the burning sensation.

As she held back from being overdramatic about this, and just let the hurt lessen in time as she took it in, she began to ponder, though slow and a bit hazy, who had shaken her. She wrapped herself in her blankets instead, the letter coming closer to her upper body unbeknownst to her, but she just really wanted the person who was bothering her, and was the cause of her disturbance, to go away. Even if it was Marluxia, or whoever was there in her room now. To get the point, she gave a low, warning growl, like a fierce cat, before biting her tongue to ease the throb in her back.

Damn it...

Vexen halted himself from chuckling, or smirking at Larxene's reaction, not wanting to express himself to that point of rudeness with the Superior present, but despite her faults, the girl was sometimes just too amusing for her own good.

 

Marluxia sighed and shook her lightly again, "Larxene I need you to wake up...I said I have something that will help you to feel better..." he said understanding she was tired and that rest would benefit her but that this stuff was supposed to help all over. He continued to gently shake her, gently taking the covers off her.

He gently turned her over on her back and whispered into her ear when the superior happened to be staring off elsewhere, "Xemnas is here...best wake up not only for your sake...I'm not willing to let this happen to you again..." he said continuing to shake her lightly.

 

Demyx shook his head when he saw another nobody appear and raised an eyebrow when he heard Toxyn's laughter that surrounded the area they were in. "Nah you got it all wrong. Axel is one of the guys who would never kill me. I trust him and he is one of the only ones I trust," the musician gazed at Axel with sincere eyes. He kept his eyes on the red haired older member hoping he felt the same way. The look on Axel's eyes made him want to believe that he wouldn't hurt him, but he wasn't sure if he would or not. Demyx had this way of being able to tell what other nobodies in the organization were thinking and Axel was no exception. Since he was close in age and in comparsion when it came to how they both felt about believing they had feelings compared to the others, Demyx felt Axel could relate to him in more ways then one. It didn't matter of what the other organization members thought of how leathal Axel was when it came to his onslaughts of attacks, but what truly mattered was how well the eigth member could keep secrets and not blurt it out to the world. Demyx could count on him when times were rough and this was one of them. "Axel, I don't know what we're going to do? Do you have any more ideas?" he watched him carefully keeping his eyes on the other two nobodies.

 

Axel watched everyone in the void, wondering why two members from the other organization were confronting him? Didn't they know how violent and dangerous he was? Axel was dangerous beyond reason and could dance circles around these other members. He had heard Demyx explain his concerns about what was going to happen and right now the flurry of dancing flames had an idea to get them both out of trouble. Axel was one of the smartest members and was very calm when it came to plotting. Sure the other members could see him as being treacherous, but that's how Axel saw Marluxia so if the pink haired nobody could scheme so could he. He would make sure his plans would not fail and if they were to, he would know how to stop while he was ahead. Smirking, his own mood changed as he starred at the water user with those emerald eyes that held fire within. "Relax Demyx. I got this all taken care of. You just do me a favor and follow my lead," he walked over to Toxyn and Kuaxa. "Yeah Xemnas is sure one cruel nobody. He never gives us our freedom and always bosses us around like we're his slaves. So tell me, do you two have the same problem with your so called boss?" he looked back at Demyx to see his expression. Axel crossed his arms and waited for their reply keeping his eyes on all of the nobodies in the room.

 

Larxene complained, mentally, rather than outwardly, though she did whine indignantly when Marluxia shook her again, knowing it was him by his voice. This time, what he was saying reached her ears, but her spine was still in agony from her stupid act of moving when she had a bad back, and even though he was mentioning that he had something that will help her, it was difficult to not feel exhausted, or be lazy, and not really want to get up at all. She was too fatigue. Once you got to sleep, it was hard to wake up, and it was the exact same for her. Why couldn't this wait later? Did it have to be when she was sleeping peacefully and getting away from everything? Still holding off the pain, she felt her covers being thrown off, and a cold air and breeze shook her to the bone at the sudden retreat of her cozy warm cave, making her shiver.

It was there that she had had it, and she was about to curse Marluxia's head off, whatever moment they had before be damned, but he got there before her, and she found her body being straightened. She hissed again when the movement caused another strain on her spine, though he did it gently enough where it couldn't really affect her except give her a few seconds of discomfort. However, it certainly didn't make it better either. Frowning now, as she refused to open her eyes for the sake of just rebelling against what he was doing, she nonetheless laid still when she felt warm breaths in her ear, and she listened. Xemnas? So that's what she sensed was here, yet she felt there was another one. Finally giving up when it was apparent that she wasn't getting back her sleep with the boss present, she repeatedly slapped Marluxia away in his arms and in his chest for the hell of it without mercy childishly, and for a sort of payback for his persistence on waking her up. When she was satisfied, she waited until her pupils were fine enough to be opened, because they were heavy with sleep, and they were stinging too much to rub them, and so she took her time. They were in the exact health from when she had knocked off in dreamland, and she would think they would've been more smoother, but it was the opposite. They were worse because they were tired, and she was forcing them not to head back into slumber along with herself.

Slightly lifting them up enough so a fraction of vision could be seen, it was quite blurry at first, so she had to blink them as she had done numerous times, and she could see, though not much, just enough to tell who was who. There was Marluxia next to her, in which she glowered displeasingly at, and when she shifted, she did spot Xemnas in all his emotionless glory. What she didn't expect, and she had to blink her eyes more to make sure she wasn't delirious, was Vexen. It was there she groaned, sick of having being woken up this way, and now having to deal with that old man who was in his mid-life crisis, mumbling with a rasp and in a whisper, "Great...the first thing to see is Vexen's ugly mug face when you wake up..."

Vexen flared in anger as his eyes bulged. "Why you-!"

"You be quiet," he commanded in a low tone as he eyed the girl, and Vexen did as told right off, though was obviously furious and showed it well when he was glaring at Larxene with a malicious look in his eyes, muttering under his breath. Xemnas glanced at Marluxia again, in silent communication about the medicine, that were in his hands along with the cup of water to be given to her, then directed his sight on the 12th member herself. "Once you are given the treatment, and wide awake soon, I will speak to you. "

 

Marluxia sighed and rolled his eyes slightly at the treatment Larxene was giving him with her childish fit, by now he was more than used to it, and believe it or not this was a lesser case than he had experienced before. However his eyes locked with hers, not angered but with a look that said I put up with it for you but you know sure and well that Xemnas won't.

He gently placed the pill at her lips allowing her to take it, he was glad he had removed the gloves this way it was easier to give to her, and placed the cup of water at her lips for her to drink. He made sure Vexen was looking away in disgust and Xemnas was once again lost in thought before whispering, "seems this little act isn't over yet...just try to not to let things get out of hand again...also you might want to keep that letter hidden..." he said placing the letter behind her. "No worries...I haven't read it...however I am guessing you must open it to realize who it is from..."

 

Toxyn grinned, when he heard what Axel had said, already detecting exsactly what Axel had attempted due to the change in conversation which had seemed to come out of no where. Before, Axel had merely been attempting to escape. This time, now that he was attempting to make conversation, he obviously was plotting something. BUt Toxyn grinned due to the current situation which had arrived because of this. "Why no, I am afraid that our leader is quite easy going. He apparently is under the belief that he has emotions, from what I have seen." he said to the two, as he then turned to KuaXa. "Why, I was merely here talking with these two, under the assumption that they may be able to entertain me some. I thought they might be interested in conversing with me especially out of the orginization since I have been put in charge of taming Xiomara" he said to KuaXa, making certain to counter Axels attempt of distraction by putting a more distracting matter onto the table.

ooc: being evils fun ^_^

 

"THey are mine and mine alone. I would prefer if you merely allowed me to do as I please in this situation" Toxyn said to KuaXa

 

She sat right up in her bed, though quite blindly and woozy, as her eyes weren't still on full focus, completely ignoring the pang of agony that went along her spine once more for that. She eyed Marluxia warily when he gave her a look, and she would've shrugged, but remembered that she had a terrible backache again, and stopped it for the second time. Groaning inwardly as her friend went to place the pill in her mouth, which she didn't notice until she felt the item touch her lips, she hesitated. This was Vexen, after all, and the fact that they severely disliked each other wasn't unknown to anybody. Well, other than Demyx, yet that was only recent. Besides, she was positive that if this medicine was poisoned or so, Xemnas wouldn't have given much care considering he didn't believe in emotions when he wasn't capable of any, and what would really grate him is that Vexen pulled that trick under his nose. And Vexen wasn't stupid, if he wanted to keep his life, when he feared the Superior very openly. It was this that got her take it, even if she was still doubtful, and let it flow down her throat and to her stomach as she drank water. And drank she did. She had gulped the whole glass in just a matter of seconds, not realizing how thirsty she was until it was offered to her, and taking advantage of it.

Pushing away the cup now that she was done, she sent Marluxia a nod, and then went to gaze at the other two who were waiting, precisely Xemnas, the fog in her vision being a obstacle from seeing him fully. But, soon, as if by some miracle, she inwardly gaped when her sight started clearing suddenly, and she had to blink her eyes, something she was doing constantly, to make certain that it was really leaving. The burning and stinging was also fading away, and the next time she shut her eyelids, only to open them, her visual perception was back to normal 100%. All the while, she felt the throe of pain in her back go away as well, something that was lifted off of her and left her with such freedom that she breathed deeply, and she just stayed silent, quite stunned. Worked quickly too. Well...

She had to give it to Vexen, really.

Not that she was going to say it out loud, of course.

However, when Marluxia mentioned another thing to her, she startled, wanting to look down at what he was hiding away in curiosity, but made sure that her eyes didn't shift in case she was caught. That had to wait until later, but it still made her eyebrows frown, wondering...contemplating. A letter...?

"Feeling better?" Xemnas inquired, getting their attention, though he said it so tonelessly and empty that people might've wondered why he asked it in the first place when it wasn't meaningful. He was doing this out of necessity, so to speak, and that was something he could admit.

Larxene took it in stride though, yet, wasn't going to give Vexen the pleasure to be proud, and simply gave a lazy roll of her eyes, raising her shoulders, "Meh...it's okay."

Vexen scoffed again, in disbelief. "It's exceptional! Works in just a few passing seconds, and will heal any and all hurt and aches. Hence, why you appear less tired. My greatest art so far. Be grateful I bothered."

He was going to add "wench" at the end, but wisely decided not to.

Xemnas sighed. "That is not really of importance. As long as it did its job, that is what counts. Now, for the reason I am here..." At this, he concentrated fully on Larxene, not paying mind to anything else, and not wanting to get lost in a discussion. He was to get to the point, and no idle chatter. "As you are aware, you attacked Demyx. For this, I have proclaimed the rule that you are not to touch, look, or communicate with him in any possibl-"

"You're kidding?" Larxene gawked, for the first time, a genuine grin appearing on her face as she grasped Marluxia's arm in "glee". Yes, yes, this is just what she needed to hear right at this very moment. She couldn't believe this. The pain in the @ss will be finally gone for good. She could keep that rule, and she was able to ignore him without much problem. Is not like she wanted to talk to him in the first place. It was perfect, she wouldn't have to deal with him anymore. It was odd how Xemnas basically gave her a gift.

"Not I am not," he coughed, sending her a warning stare to keep her voice, and tone, down, and to let him finish. She did so, as expected, and he continued. "It is better for you, him, and the Organization overall. I do not need childish and immature fighting in the group when we are facing adversaries as of now, which came the decision of keeping you apart, rather than getting rid of you. I'm positive you will not have any complaints about this, so I will say that, while permanently, this can become temporary if you two manage to keep this very exceptionally, and would later on not need the rule to be thrown for you not to speak to one another. It can be erased when I will think is the right time. Otherwise, the only exception when you are allowed to contact him, is when, if needed, you are on a mission, but not just with you both alone. In larger groups, if you understand. And on the fact of your...behavior this afternoon with Demyx, and with your 'emotional' outburst, you will be prohibited to visit any outside world for a week. I do not completely blame you for what you committed, as I know he did so on purpose, and knew the reaction, so it will be mild. Be lucky you did not end up killing him. Got it?"

She nodded quietly, not in such a happy mood, as she hated being cooped up in this castle, finding it boring, and empty, and without life...then again, wasn't that what she was? A Nobody? Even so, she still did not like it here.

"Good," was all he finished with, only to then look over thoughtfully through Larxene's window, beside her balcony, sensing that the two members that belonged to him were now surrounded by three. "Hmm..."

 

"For now? KuaXa, you should know, that if I do not handle things, then..." he started, as he looked at the two. "THey'll kill you" he said, his eyes showing no emotion. He could tell that it would be an extremely simple task as well giving the power analysis. Demyx's sytar (I 4got how to spell it. sorry) was the color of blue, and so, judging by that, he could easily say that he either controlled ice, water, or some other element, since every orginization member, from his analysis, had a weapon which represented their powers. Axel, he already knew, had the gift of flame, and so, judging by that, it would be an extremely easy task for one to keep KuaXa at bay while the other one attacks, and without Toxyn in control, he knew that the situation would grow out of hand. "Simply sit, watch, and enjoy the show KuaXa" he said to him

 

Marluxia gently patted her arm and hand when she grabbed onto his arm, trying to show as little emotion towards something he knew to her was an accomplishment. However he honestly was just waiting for Xemnas to finally leave the room, he was thankful the superior had his old rug bag fix up something for Larxene, but now that neither of their presences were needed he knew it would be relief for her and him if they would just leave.

His eyes shot down to the letter behind her back and then back up, making sure more of the fact that Xemnas or Vexen hadn't spotted it rather than his own curiosity. Regardless of the superiors dislike of emotions, the only person he dared to show them too was Larxene, once again something he could only share and find in their bond alone.

He noticed her not really grinning or smiling after a few more words from Xemnas and proceeded to whisper into her ear while Xemnas was looking out the window, "I think you are safe with words...you know the ability to express emotion through them is lacking more than actions..." he said letting a slight grin cross his lips. He continued, "however I am not sure how long he wishes to be here...in that case I shall leave you for the time being...meet me in my garden later this day so we may talk...also I give you privacy to open the letter...." he said kissing her cheek softly.

He started to stand but stopped, "unless you wish for my stay here until they leave..." he said making a quick glance in Xemnas's direction then back to her, "I understand two is company...but with four, and one being a hag and the other a dunce..."

 

"Have it your way" Toxyn said with a sigh.

 

OOC: I just noticed that Toxyn's appearance is like Xemnas's, only more Dragonball Zish...

o.o

Larxene didn't say anything to Marluxia's words or gave a vocal answer. She simply hugged his arm, and made him plop back down on the bed to sit beside her, despite the fact that she was once again, flustered, and flattered at the affection he was giving. Her cheeks were slightly tinted pink at the kiss, no matter how much she wanted it gone, and not...there. He should really stop doing that, and to such a level as well, people might get the wrong idea. This wasn't exactly something she got every day to not be affected by it, and now she was truthfully embarrassed even when she tried to control her composure. The guy had some nerve to do that when Xemnas was present, though, and she had to smirk inside at that. It made her ponder if he was the one to also kiss her on the cheek the first time when she was sleeping, because she knew somehow that someone did...and her doubt about Marluxia being the culprit were heightened simply because the lips were contrasting when compared to each other. It was unnerving. Though when she felt the edge of the letter poke her backside, in a one second realization, a part of her started to connect things as it was being made clear, but halted from looking at the envelope in reaction, her mind reeling at who was the culprit of all this. Otherwise, she just remained silent, her action speaking for itself on whether or not she wanted Marluxia to stay, and it was a bit too late for second thoughts. She honestly didn't want to depend on Marluxia. Honestly she didn't. Yet, here she was, doing the opposite of what she knew she should do. She was aware that she would have to set a rift between them sooner or later, and only rely back on herself, just for her sake and protection.

On the positive side, she was feeling much better overall, and she was able to regain some energy and strength with that one, small pill. She might be able to go to this mission in the end...however, it wasn't certain if she will be paired with Demyx. Xemnas already said that they won't be together alone on jobs, so, were there any changes...? Thinking this, she stared at her boss as he was distracted as he gazed out her window, and cleared her throat, saying, this time, her voice back to its usual high pitch, and scarily polite, "Superior? If this rule is to be taken into account, what of the teams that you have assigned?"

Xemnas didn't have much of a problem focusing back his attention on the female enough to hear her question, though a part of his mind was contemplating on what was happening elsewhere with Axel and Demyx. He had not exactly came to a firm decision, but, there weren't many options left now after the events in Where Nothing Gathers. He did not like the fact that she and Marluxia were going to work together, lest alone they pull something, nevertheless, they could be easily be kept a watch on. Even so, he was willing to test out her and Demyx, a risk that he could make just to see if they keep true to the rule. "I suppose I don't have any other choice, do I? But no, I have not come to a verdict. I might perhaps make a sort of exception just today, for all we know."

Larxene frowned, her nostrils flaring, but did not say anything to that. How was he still going to let her be Demyx's partner? She could admit, her and Marluxia weren't the most trustful to be placed on the same side, yet it was a much smoother and healthier path than the alternative. It was almost impossible to make sense of what Xemnas is usually thinking, and somehow, she didn't even really want to understand the man at all for her sanity.

Spotting Vexen having nasty face on when watching Marluxia and her interact, she sent a glare that really just said, "What the hell are you still doing here?" And it appeared he had gotten the point all too happily.

"Master Xemnas, if I can kindly take my leave now that my job is done, I would like to go back and work with Lexeaus," he asked with the most fluent of manners, and with much respect in his tone to gain favor, not able to last any longer in here, and witness the sickening display that Marluxia and Larxene were presenting, Xemnas unaware as he was occupied with something that kept his interest. This was amusing. If he did not see the kiss on the cheek himself, he wouldn't have bought it one minute. After seeing the Superior give a nod, with glower at the other two, he began to portal out, darkness surrounding him before he was fully gone.

"To proceed, I might just have another mission for one of you right now," he proclaimed mere seconds after Vexen left, glancing at the two that stayed. It wasn't that he didn't have faith in his members, or their abilities, to warrant extra help. It was that they still had a lot to learn of that other Organization, and it will be best to have back-up until they truly learn of their powers and weaknesses. For all they knew, they could have Nobodies as powerful as Xaldin or Saïx in their hands. "You see, Demyx has decided to run away, or 'take a break', after what occurred in the meeting room, which is self-explainable, and apparently ran into a unknown enemy. I sent Axel after him, and he did reach him, from what I could tell, but now, there are three, so we need to even the odds, if one is willing. Especially for a battle, as we need some statistics, and it will be the perfect opportunity to get some information regarding their skills."

Larxene immediately raised her hand with a devilish grin on her face as she loosen one arm out of Marluxia's, well prepared to head out, and do a warm up after being in rest for minutes. She was kind of startled to hear that the idiot would actually run away because of this, yet as usual, it slid by past her, as her problems with him were annihilated. "I would gladly volunteer." Not that she really had muscles to flex that were in any way obvious, being a girl, and the fact that she was blatantly slender, but everyone had some automatically, and it was time to harness them. She stretched a little, her nerves active and in adrenaline at the anticipation of a fight. She really needed a outlet. "Because of Vexen's medicine, I feel in tip-top shape, so I'll be able to handle it."

It was of no shock that Xemnas hesitated as he was visually thinking it over, and she set her expression hard, determination in her eyes. It was one of those moments where she felt a type of unmeasurable dislike and anger when it came to their leader and his narrow minded view. She knew that if it was Marluxia, he wouldn't have to think twice on letting him go. It wasn't even just the concern that she had been exhausted previously, when she was now healed. "I know you may believe that I'm not that strong simply because of my gender, a fact that is proven by the lack of females in the Organization, but you perfectly well know that I can take care of myself more than a few others here, and if you refuse to let me go, I will do so anyway unless you stop me by some other method. And you know I won't go down until you kill me. I'm in this group for a reason, and not as decoration, and if I have to make myself do something, I will do so, with or without your permission."

Along with her words, she made herself not sound too disrespectful, and less sharp than she would've liked when side by side with her fury, but she also wanted to get through to him that just because she had boobs, didn't mean she was weaker compared to the pigs that surrounded this castle.

 

Marluxia couldn't help but smirk slightly at the tone she had taken with the superior over the matter, he sat quietly not speaking by her side through the whole thing. When he had realized she had finished and that Xemnas seemed to not have anything at the moment to say he proceeded to stand up again. He looked her in the eyes that said, "well since you volunteered I doubt you will be here much longer...you know how to get ahold of me..."

He stretched slightly and headed towards the doorway, "I shall kindly pass on the offer allowing her to take it..." he said softly. "After all it is imperative that we give that medicine a good testing and make sure our members stay in top shape after mishaps like that...." he said opening the door. "And with that I shall take my leave..." he said closing the door behind him.

He walked down the corridor quietly, keeping his vision straight, and his mind in thought. "This Demyx fiasco could be just the cover I need...it could provide to be more than just an annoyance after all...."

 

Demyx watched the two other members from the other organization quarrel and seemed to be at each other's throats. If this was their way of getting along then they were similar to Organization XIII. Demyx's main focus was on the one named KuaXa who had threatened Axel with a tidal wave. He had given up to much information for now the nocturne knew what element KuaXa possessed and the biggest give away was the throne made of water that he made for himself. "Great another water wielder," he thought wondering what attacks this stranger had. "He thinks he's so cool and he's acting like a cocky son of a b****. I doubt Axel will let this guy or the other one talk to him like that or he might ignore them so to trick them with his scheme of what ever it is. It sounds fishy to me, but who am I to doubt Axel? He knows what he is doing," his mind told him as he gazed at everyone who was present.

Starring at the throne made of water, the musician rolled his eyes and looked away acting smug and not interested. Hell that was nothing compared to the skill and techniques he could do with his sitar and with his eyes closed. Demyx mainly relied on his weapon for his attacks since it was the essence of who he was, yet he could still control the element of water without the use of his soul weapon. Now only that, he was also the leige of lower nobodies his dancers and would command them to do anything he desired. Their attacks were lethal especially with so many of them and were very hard to conquer for they danced around their victims and attacked with steathy and graceful movements that would leave the enemy unprepared and guessing what would happen next. Unlike, these other organization members from the rivaling organization, he had backup whenever needed along with a deadly surprise awaiting his adversary. They would be fooled not ever guessing that someone whom claimed to act so incompentent and clueless was indeed dangerous then he appeared to be. Demyx's visage alone could say that he was full of fun and would not harm a single person, but yet his motto was not judging a book by it's cover. His victims always paid the price for making that mistake.

Turning his attention back to Toxyn, he eyed him from a distance and noticed that he was giving in to the higher member's threat. "You know," he said to KuaXa,"you remind me of Vexen. He has this attitude that just because he is higher, he is better, but then he's an old guy anyway an elder if you will right Axel?" Demyx flashed his pearly whites at his respected cohart. "And what was your name Toxyn?" he remembered and played his little routine upon the youth, "you're giving in to some guy like that and just because he is higher than you? Well I say don't. You do that and he'll walk all over you. This member in my group, Larxene, she thinks she can boss everyone member around who is higher than her. She says our numbers don't matter and don't mean anything when it comes to respect. Well she has her own problems and it must be because she's the only female in the group or she likes being a ***** so we'll respect her. I don't know, but all I know is she holds her own living with a bunch of guys, but that does not give her the right to try to be be a ***** to me and snap my head off when I simply greet her nicely." He ranted about the incident that was bothering him that he needed to express so not to think about it constantly. "Anyway, don't let what his name boss you around ok?" Demyx smiled and laughed a bit. "Ok... so anyway Axel told you about a little bit about our boss and I envy you guys saying that your boss is laid back and doesn't care. I wish our boss was like that. I could get away with so many things, it wouldn't even be funny."

 

Axel could only stand there with both of his arms crossed feeling amused and annoyed at the same time. "Just what I thought; another possible threat to me. I need to be careful with this one," he thought to himself keeping a blank face. He cast his emerlad eyes at the one claiming to have the power of water and acted as his threat didn't mean a thing to him. In his mind, KuaXa was all talk and no action. "So you think you can scare me with your element? You're gonna have to do better than that later though as your attack would be a waste of time. If you want to battle I have no problem with it. It's just that it has to be on my terms. You see unlike you Toxyn seems to have a better understandment of Demyx's situation and I proposed to just chat and get to know one of another. After all we all are nobodies right? And for the record, why would any of you call me a sibling? You make it sound so unsettling and awkward," stretching his arms, he acted as if he was bored with the situation. "Demyx does make a good point KuaXa. You do remind me of a certain nobody whom assumes he's better than the rest. I can't stand others like that. It makes me what to slash them or burn them alive," he gripped his left hand into a fist, a smile on his face showing that he was enjoyed the relishing thought of killing someone. "Anyway, Demyx and I are not toys for your amusement. So far you're the one amusing me with your squabbling," he added with a smirk.

Waiting for anyone of the other members from the other organization to respond after thinking about what he had said and what Demyx had babbled earlier, Axel did indeed roll his eyes when the nocturne did one of his "nice guy" routines knowing it was very trypical, but the fool had mentioned something earlier that did intrigue him. "So you're saying Larxene and you got into this big ordeal because you approached her in the hallway and greeted her when she was in a foul mood like she noramally is? Man that is pathetic and petty. I don't blame you for standing your ground Demyx, afterall you're just doing what I showed you many times before in the past. You're standing up for yourself against the likes of her and I don't care what the others say or think, you asserted yourself and taught her a lesson she'll never forget and for that I commend you. It's not every day you can stand up to her when she is being a *****. Sure you may of gone overboard, but no one is perfect. Keep up the good work. You're finally learning not to let others push you around," he stopped at that, not wanting to give away to much information.

 

"Do not tempt me, Number Twelve. I assure you I have no problem in teaching how to properly speak to me," Xemnas had stated low and quiet, his voice monotonous as always, but that monotone held a sort of lethal danger that only a fool will not be able to spot, and the look and flash of his orange eyes told that it was anything, but a illusion. He had silently watched Marluxia go, and then rounded upon her privately on her lack of tact. She did have a point; it was true, and he can admit, that he somewhat belittled the female species in terms of strength, yet, he would not allow the fact to be thrown across to him in such a way, and he'll be sure she'll learn it. He didn't say anything, however, his hard expression, while not glaring, staring her down fiercely. He was mighty sick and tired of members speaking up to him, and next time, they won't have a chance to ever raise their mouths again if they manage snip the last remaining thread of patience he mentally harbored when he had told, and warned them, to watch their tongue.

The air got stagnant, dead, soundless and without a noise, and the deep, cold tension that now surrounded the area was thick and dark enough to make her somehow shift, but she didn't comment nor replied, knowing better by the way he had her locked in his acid gaze. One wrong move, and her existence might consist of her being a Dusk, or basically, absolutely Nothing. She did not even know why she cared for this life anyway, with the people she was to be stuck with half the time, and the threats that followed. It was impossible to breathe freely in this world, and while she disapproved at herself for thinking this, she could understand Demyx's escape. She would not be befuddled if she did the same one of these days, yet, she could not leave Marluxia after she had sworn to him that she, while not wholly into this ploy, will be by his side. Speaking of said pink haired fairy and being by someone's side...she snorted inwardly, reprimanded him in her head severely for just leaving her like this, and with him. This is exactly what she had wanted to avoid all along, having to depend on someone else now that she could honestly say to herself that she did not feel as resolute and firm after he had gone from her. Now this was happening...she had to stop from getting soft and weak, when in this group, it was unheard of. And now was the perfect time to built herself up again with pride, and raise her shields up to defend her own self when she was faced with a much bigger, and powerful authority. There was no way in hell she was going to stay here, and whimper like a child, and wishing for Marluxia.

With all this filtering withing, she met Xemnas's harsh glint head on with her own defiant expression, strong, and just as rock solid as he was. It was uncomfortable, more so as this was the first time she and Xemnas had such a encounter, but she wasn't going to break away and wither like the pathetic fool she was back when she was human and had let herself be walked on and trampled.

Never again.

It was not only this, but also the fact that she should stand up for her gender, and protect them from stereotypes and generalization. The man before her was the most chauvinistic Nobody she had ever seen. She was surprised she even permitted Xioimara in.

Despite it, the mood had progressed and remained at this stand still for a few seconds, the mental clock ticking in her head tauntingly, until she knew minutes were passing. Neither glanced off to anything in the room, and the staring contest was kept in a straight, fragile line. It wasn't until he opened his mouth that a sound was finally heard through the dense atmosphere, yet it didn't make the intense pressure fade, especially as his voice did not change of tone from last time.

"If you want to go ahead and go, then so be it. Next time, keep in mind on who are you talking to, because I might not be so merciless," he quipped, the warning echoing around them both, and it was the pure and utter reality that he needed to dawn upon her. Yet, he'll let her go if she wanted. He would give credit for not squirming, and meeting him with the challenge, but he never doubted the burning fire this girl possessed in her, bias of gender aside. With this set, he began to portal out slowly, the tendrils of darkness covering him, never letting go of her icy aquatic eyes. "Be ready, and I will know when you had left. Demyx will be there, so take into account what you've been told. We'll see how you perform, then, if you are persistent in your work and skill as a Organization member."

And with a final wisp, he disappeared.

All she did was let out a deep breath, swallowing slightly, the aura of what just occurred yet to leave, and she wished she could feel stronger than she did now. She shivered as she realized she was alone. But then, when hadn't she been? Still, it was over, and she gave it her shot, and all she had to do now was forget it, and get ready for the task. The fervor and excitement she was feeling for it before died completely after that confrontation, yet now she asked for it, she got it, and she will accomplish it. She hated this place. She really did. Running a hand down her face, she made her way to get up quietly, then remembered the letter that had been placed while she was sleeping. She already knew Marluxia wasn't responsible, so now was the time to find out who exactly gave it to her, and what it says. Looking over her shoulder, and grabbing it, she released the letter out of the envelope that had her name scribbled and handwritten clearly, and flipped the folded half over, her eyes going side to side as she began to read its contents. It didn't take long for her to know who was it from, and she had half a mind to stop and drop it, but continued on, letting each word sink in nonetheless just because.

By the moment she was finished, she just folded it back and held it in her hand without much emotion, her face blank like her mind. A part of her couldn't believe he had actually written his reasons about his behavior, and why he had suddenly taken a interest in her. It was ironic how he said that she couldn't let go of her "emotions" right where she felt lifeless, and as her being suggested, a Nobody. She supposed Xemnas just had that ability. For Demyx himself, however, she did not know what to think. He could have wrote it all for necessity and to save him from further scolding, or he could be serious. Even when he could be serious, it did not really bring her to a torn loop so much. This...this only sufficed in her not labeling him as the @ss she thought him to be, whose only purpose was to make her nonexistent life difficult, and maybe be a bit more gentle, but overall, he wasn't a person she would come to in the end, or actively seek. There was too much bad blood between them already, he had drenched her in water enough to remind her of a memory she'd rather forget, and it made her aware he wasn't any better than those people who had laughed and thrown the trick at her back then when she was too trustful...stupid at that as well, and it was best not to further anything than what it was now. It didn't make her think less or more of him, and she was neutral on the matter now that she read it, yet, the distance was to be there, especially after the rule had been provided. For all she knew, Demyx might be doing this for show, and be cursing her off in his head at the same time somewhere else. She didn't really care, either way. Not for anything that resided in this castle, minus Marluxia.

Grasping the letter, she got up, having to balance herself a little from the lack of movement her legs had been deprived off. Once it was normal, she stepped over to her closet, bringing out another dry set of her uniform to replace her damp one.

 

Marluxia grinned sensing Larxene's tension she was giving Xemnas from her room, he shook his head and continued walking. "I'm here when you need me...gone when you want me to be..." he softly whispered, "don't think I didn't catch that right now..." He said walking out to his garden, he closed his eyes and took in a deep breath of the luxurious scent of aromas that greeted his nose. Up to his name and powers, he was one to make sure his garden was mighty and powerful in appearance as well.

He took his hood down and proceeded to walk down the pathway he created in it, still deep in thought however his glance would fall on either side admiring his works. He remembered how he would always find Larxene coming to him when he would be tending or admiring his work here, sometimes making fun of the so called beauty of his garden. Knowing about her past, he merely would either playfully taunt back, or just silently take her treatment. None the less it had grown in his eyes to serve as a place of relaxation for her as well as him. Countless times he would come here for that exact reason only to find that she had beaten him to here, and the opposite, only to request of each other if it was ok if they relaxed here too. That would then lead up to them telling how there day went, perhaps if there was a special reason they were there, and of course at some point they would reach a playfully stage with each other, most of the time taunting.

He forced a vine chair from the ground and took a seat in it closing his eyes, before opening them again, he rolled his eyes before a grin crossed his lips. His eyes had fallen upon his favorite rose patch, of course them being of the color pink. But what made him grin was the fact that exactly in the next patch was his yellow roses, or should he say Larxene's yellow roses. After she had visited him in his garden a few times and the two had become fairly close, as friends and partners, he promised to plant them for her as a symbol of just that. He stated, "roses of course have the same life span as other colors...so just like that when it is your time to wither so shall I..." At first she went to the immediate taunting, stating how she once again wasn't going to rely on him and that it was a rather silly gesture in her opinion. Instead of returning the taunting in a playful manner, he said in all seriousness, but not in an ill-tempered way, he merely said, "we are nobodies...the emotions are fake...however gestures like this are real...smell the aroma feel the soft petals...they can sometimes be the emotions we want to express..."

He sighed returning from his walk down memory lane only to be placed back into another category of thought, the implementation of his plan. He was going over the details in his head, true this disturbance involving Demyx would have a lot of eyes elsewhere, however since Larxene had chosen to assist in going to the quell proved the opposite. He gently rubbed his temples, honestly as she sometimes took it, there was a lot more to this plan then she had always picked up on, more reasons rather than just him wanting to bear the title superior. He closed his eyes, finding it relaxing seeing as he had not received much sleep or rest himself lately, pondering when she would be ready to hear of such things.

 

Toxyn let out a sigh as he rubbed his fingers against his forhead. "I take it that you are not the only orginization member whom has come to fine Demyx, correct? Or atleast your absence will bring more here?" he asked Axel, completely ignoring the fight which KuaXa was attempting to bring up. "And you'll have to excuse his behavior. He tends to get like this" he said with a sigh. "Besides that though I believe that my rank obviously holds greater than his since I was intrusted with the task of taming your XIVth member, so I doubt that I have much to worry about" he stated

 

Larxene placed the last remainder of her outfit after she placed on her new gloves, zipping down her cloak closed until it reached around her thighs. Even as she was getting ready, the thirst of what she was about to do did not return, and it made her feel like this was a chore that she brought unto herself, rather than a mission she would want to enjoy normally. It was like she felt dead, and her room was still not rid of the earlier argument...it was haunting, and it enclosed her, so she needed to escape it for awhile. Maybe, when she actually got to the area, her lust for battles might come back once she was able to move, if it did evolve into a all out brawl.

As she hung her other set of black clothes over the curtain pole to properly dry them, she stepped out of her bathroom, her hair fixed from the tangled mess it became, something that no one bothered to point out until she glimpsed at herself in the mirror. She didn't know really why she slicked back her blonde mane, but she did find it better than having hair constantly fall over your face, blinding you, and temporarily distracting you. The only person to ever see her hair loose was of course, Marluxia, and he had proclaimed that she looked better that way, as it reached just below her shoulders neatly, and made her appear more like a lady. She detested that thought, so he just gave her more reason not to leave it in that position. Thus, her current hairstyle. She didn't even want to explain how come she had this two forelocks popping out of her head, as she didn't get it herself either. The first time she thought it was just her hair being rebellious, until she realized later on that it was permanent. Throughout time, nevertheless, she had grown fond of them, and she did not mind them at all.

Sighing, she remembered back as a Sorcerer came in while she was changing, and a report from Xemnas on what world her comrades, if you could call them that, were in, and while not the exact setting, a close proximity to it. Demyx had written that he will be close to the ocean, yet, he was obviously thwarted, so that was useless. In that case, she should be heading out, wanting to visit Marluxia before she proceeded to go, but then reminding herself again that she had to cut the ties that bound her to him in such a matter. Not that she wanted to break their friendship, just that she had to do things on her own, and stop somehow crawling to him for some comfort, or some advice, or some encouragement, or whatever he was needed for at the time. She was disgusted at what she was becoming when she knew better, and she was not going to continue on the path of becoming so weak. This was a chance to perhaps give her her spark back.

Stretching again, and keeping in mind that the point of her being there was to gain information, she created a portal that will take her to the desire destination, and stepped in, confident and assured, and it was presented in her swagger. So what? Sue her. She was all about appearance and first impressions. And after being covered in the darkness and walking in the void, she came out out and appeared behind a, quite fit and muscled she could see, man's back, who was looking over, lo and behold, Dumb and Dumberer. Her vision didn't rest on Axel and Demyx, however, and she quickly studied her surroundings and who was present in a second with her tight and stern expression. There was a white haired, young man, very slender, perhaps even worse than Axel's anorexia, who seemed to be preparing for battle, and had some little pets to fight for him. She halted from rolling her eyes coldly, and moved on to the next one, a girl, this time, though she was more on the sidelines and was certainly quiet. For some reason, Larxene noted to keep a eye on her, before finally settling her gaze on to the, what she immediately guessed from his position and what she heard him say, the center of the show. She knew this one was the threat.

She greeted him nonchalantly and sweetly, a sly smirk on her face despite herself, though it didn't have the burn that it usually with things in her head, "Is that so? So you're the one who's in charge of her, and has been keeping her hostage? Nice to know."

She wanted to say something else, but bit her tongue well, knowing not to give any hints of her own organization from what she was going to remark.