.::.Build Your Cages.::.

Xengla peeked around the corner again and saw through the shifting flames that yes, they were now on their guard(although the younger looking boy at first looked happy for some reason or other) but what else had she expected? Hmm....I am not a good planner nor a good tactician. *sigh*...what had I expected to accomplish with this? She wanted to somehow maybe distract them. But she had nothing! Plus, she was sure the kid had seen her. Sharp little guy. Well.....since there's just me.....maybe they'll come after me.....but....what if they don't.....then, maybe a head on charge would. A direct attack. Okay, *sigh*. I hope I don't get killed. Ravix better appreciate her after all this trouble. Xengla counted to 3 and started running straight through the firewall, weaponless but prepared to immediately hop to the side or block any kind of attack with her summoned sword in a moment's notice. She kept her eye on the blond kid as well as the old guy and headed toward Ravix's limp body aware of her surroundings(well.....most of it anyway) at most times. If she could maybe slide under Xigbar or duck under him and grab Ravix and run.....

 

OOC: After thinking about it, and even though I would've had the perfect vengeance post for what Axel did, I'm going to bypass it, simply because, in my previous post, Larxene [and in turn, Xemnas, who would've seen the end of it too] already did bypass/ignore it herself as well if it happened before Xemnas came in, which screws up the time frame, and my post completely. If the reply was before mine's, then yeah, I would've answered. Or I would've edit it. But it isn't. I gave it a chance to be edited if fire mage reread it, but I guess one wants it to stay, and there's nothing I can do to make both Larxene and Xemnas suddenly realize what Axel did now, because something to Axel would've gravely happened to him as well.

If it helps, a trick to see if someone else has posted is to click Preview Post, and see the replies below to see if there is any new ones before you then go to the Reply button. Give you chances to edit. And even Axel could've caught with Marluxia and Larxene later to deal with what happened.

Otherwise, I just wanted to explain why I chose to ignore it. I'm just going to keep Axel's words to Xemnas since it's after, and since Marluxia didn't post, he might keep that part as well in whatever way it would be. Just please, try not to add to anything when I already posted something that was around the same moment? If you need to say it, then hold it off until a proper time. I don't need to be confused about what to do.

In fact, I'm already feeling like I need to quit this RP. There's too much things to deal with, and maybe a break from it would help, at least. Seriously, I'm in my point. I'm going to PM you, Hellkitten, to see for the characters.

 

"I would say yes but Xio would probably tear him apart before she even knew he wa-" Xigbar stopped in the middle of his words seeing walls of fire rise up around them, "Yeah. Let's take him back." Xigbar said simply and heard running from behind him and he quickly sidestepped, "Don't move, kid." Xigbar said to Xengla, and in his hand was the same exact weapon Ravix had used to fend off Xioimara, his gun. "Just back off. We're taking you're friend to just say simple sorry's to our subordinate. Take another step and I won't be afraid to keep my finger away from the trigger, you took my friend, I ain't showin' mercy on you guys anymore." Xigbar said to Xengla, "Wouldn't want his hard work to be put to waste either," Xigbar said and in his other hand he held out the grenade that Ravix had made to be used on Xioimara. "I'd certainly hate to be killed by my own weapon, unless it was suicide, but, nah, that ain't me." Xigbar said with a grin on his face. "Now, back down." He said firmly to Xengla.

Xioimara listened to Xemnas though she really didn't have a clue what he said almost right after he left. She had her eyes closed and was ready to just rest, enough was enough. She had a headache crawling back to her and she hurt all over.
Xioimara opened her eyes and put her ears forward listening to Vexen speak and felt him lift up her head, her first reaction would have been to pull away and bite him but instead she kept silent. Xioimara huffed as she got a bad taste in her mouth, her senses weren't all that well for the moment but of course, of course her taste would work perfectly. Xioimara tensed and once Vexen had finished giving her his remedy, she pulled away with the taste still stuck in her mouth, the aftertaste was even worse. She was thankful though but didn't feel like moving for the moment. Hopefully he would be right and within the next few minutes she would be able to balance herself once again.
"Thank you." She said to Vexen and within the minutes she could feel a little strength coming back to her. Xioimara was well aware that Vexen would probably much rather be researching, and well Xioimara, would much rather want to take a shower. She could feel dried blood matting her fur and if she was in her human form, it was going to be Hell with these cuts. Xioimara sat up and rubbed the right side of her face, it hurt. A lot. She winced at the pain and pulled her hand away, "I really didn't see the fact that he was going to hit my with a gun coming." Xioimara said and got off the table, it took her a moment or two to blance herself but she eventually got it. "Thank you." She said again to Vexen, most of the pain was gone for the time. Thank God. She wasn't sure if she was going to be able to put up with her shaking. Xioimara was still shaky but that was probably from not eating for the day.

"We did indeed come back to get our subordinate. And we succeeded, my orders were to destroy this place." Saϊx said to KuaXa, "Unfortunately, she thought she might just have the right luck but ended up in pretty bad shape from what I heard." Saϊx said to KuaXa. The Luna Diviner made no attempt to argue back with KuaXa, it wouldn't get them anywhere he knew well enough. He could tell that KuaXa was probably aiming to intimidate him, but unlike mostly everyone else, he didn't fake his emotions.

 

Too bad. Xengla already had a grip on the back of Ravix's uniform. *sigh*.....I knew this wouldn't work....well...what do I do now? I can't just let him take him. Gargh......I hate firearms.....period. Xengla paused and just stared up at the gun and the grenade and at Xigbar's face. "What friend of yours did we take? Why do you have to bring him with you?" She emphasized by giving Ravix's uniform a shake. She really didn't like fights. She'd rather run, but......this one was pretty dangerous. And the kid was too, probably. She gave Roxas a quick sideglance. Perhaps I could reason with them?

 

Marluxia merely remained quiet while they all gave their comments and recollections of what had occurred, brushing off Axel's immature and petty insults off like a bad habit from early. He rubbed his temples and shook his head upon hearing Axel give his so called truthful account. He remained near Larxene however, noticing the leaf had seemed to have recovered her to atleast somewhat her previous state.

He conjured a rose in his hand, merely twirling it inbetween his fingers, this whole ordeal growing greatly on his nerves. Honestly he did not know when he would finally break, saying screw subtley, and just hacking down anyone in his way. Never had he thought he would receive so much of a migraine over other members such as Axel and Demyx, he was starting to believe they were actually worth killing over Xemnas himself.

He did notice however Xemnas lacking in giving him his moment to speak on the matter, but figured he wouldn't have much to stay, and him receiving the note resulted in a close comparison of what he believed would occur. He glanced down once at Larxene, his eyes unmoving, blank, just staring at her for a moment. He shook his head and returned his eyes back to the scene at hand, his headache growing ever larger.

He turned around to face once again out his window, observing the still presence of the outside, much the opposite of what was occurring in his room. He grabbed his head in irritation, realizing this was all occurring in his room. He grit his teeth, finally having a first person perspective on what the situation earlier had been for Larxene, correction this was far worse. Other than herself, his room was filled with people he rather disliked, treading about and polluting the air of his room with their breath.

He gently let his hand fall returning back to the spot which was near Larxene's side, closing his eyes in thought. At this very point he actually just wished they would all disappear except for Larxene...and perhaps this Toxyn fellow. Atleast when he was speaking with him, they engaged in a somewhat diplomatic and civilized manner of words.

 

OOC: I apologize for everything with that decision suddenly, but after certain people made me feel stupid [in a good way :P, and then Deathsight who needs me here, after all the ploys we've talked about =3], I did decide to stay. So, sorry for that, I was just frustrated, and it hit a point. I'll reply much later, you know, just to relax and clear my mind. Just expect a response soon :P.

Don't kill me D:.

Give me Larxene plushies instead =D.

 

OoC://God d it, I have a lot to do tomorrow. I'll try and help you guys out with this problem if I get the time, if anything I won't be on till like 7 maybe later. I'm not too sure what will happen tomorrow. I'll try and get on and fix this problem though.
No worries.
Stay cool.
Don't kill me.
Nor each other.



I mean it.
I'm tired and annoyed I ain't up for this.

No love for now,
HellKitten

EDIT:
*TN*-> :D Good, I was worried for a moment there.
Probably still no love,
HellKitten

 

Mirrors appeared through voids, appearing by each and every person who was a member of the orginization. It showed an image of Dustix in it, with what appeared to be a symbol near the top of it. "I am quite confident you know what to do" he said with a smile as he looked at them each through the moniter like star shaped mirrors.

ooc: I'll send all pms in a sec >.>

 

OoC://Nobody move! I've got a stapler!(I'm never good with these things)
Uh, I'm probably not going to be on from Friday to Monday... I'm going to the dentist for the first time in five years on Saturday and well...It's going to suck. I also have to go to the doctor but that will probably be next week's head's up. Maybe this weekend, I doubt it though, I don't really want to go either way, I don't have time to a sh-ot...*shudders* Tomorrow I am going over a friend's house, too much suddenly happened in my life xD And I need a breather from my home.
So, I'll see you guys Monday, m'kay?
I might post later tonight, probably not though. My bro will probably break the computer by trying to redownload Battlefield Vietnam-and I've got a fluckin' essay to finish about New Year's Week and the only thing I can remember is getting drunk, so that will take me another week xP
Just don't argue or get an terroristic plans to blow up th-*shot*

Some love,
HellKitten

 

Xengla's attention focused on the void for a moment before realizing that her guard was down and stole the gun that was in Xigbar's hand and at first positioned it aiming at his head but then hesitating and aiming it at a certain artery before sighing in frustration and just keeping it in her hand pointing at nothing harmless. She assumed that he would just keep the grenade for now and throw it somewhere safe later. "I'm sorry about your friend and whatever happened, because I didn't know about it. But if you really want this guy then....you're just going to have to catch us if you can." She dragged Ravix a small distance away from them and suddenly realized she could've teleported out as soon as she had his hood and just avoided such a perilous standoff. Before she left, she left these parting words,"You know, kid....you should fear fire. Just so you don't get burned." And then she left. Xengla knew what she had to do. Somehow she did and she left the portal open. Hoping that might sting the blond a little. Probably not that much...since she sucked at comebacks and taunts. Come on now.....

 

OOC: Such a delay ^^;. Relaxation ended up with me sleeping, woke up later on the morning, like, 4?, and was bleh. So, got it now.


"Oh, trust me, I'm not one usually getting burned when it comes to fire," Roxas retorted in a snap the moment he stepped into the portal she had conveniently left open, his battle face on as he eyed the girl with a stern and hard expression. He didn't know why she had forgotten to close her trails, but he took the chance once he took Xigbar's words into consideration. Yes, it was right for Ravix to be taken back with them, and apologize for the wrath he had brought upon Xioimara. And he was lucky the older member had knocked him out before he got his hands on him. He had left Xigbar behind, not sure if he decided to follow too, because he couldn't miss the chance; right now, he wasn't going to let Ravix get away. However, he didn't want to harm the girl either. She didn't even look like she knew what she was doing, and she was quite the wonder to think over. Hesitating, he pointed the Oathkeeper at her in threat and warning with a confident countenance, and while he did not want to battle, if she wished it so, he wouldn't have any other choice. "I don't want us to clash, you feel different than the rest. If you've seen what he did mercilessly to our friend, I would be surprised if you protected him. I'm not usually this way, and it takes a lot for a person to make me hunt them down, yet what he did was uncalled for, and he targeted someone we hold dear, and it became personal. I do ask for you to hand over Ravix peacefully, or else..."

His gaze turned fierce.




"The longest answer for such a simple question..." Xemnas muttered to himself closely exasperated. Placing his fingers to his temples as he massaged them, the headache forming quickly now, he studied the room discreetly, noticing a few things on the bed where Larxene laid, and what was going on before he came in, something he caught in the end, and the more he listened to Axel's words, the more he eyed the redheaded man displeased. "What I'm getting, Number Eight, is you degrading Number Eleven and Number Twelve, while not looking at your own actions in the process. I could handle Number Eleven on my own, is no doubt that he is up for suspicion to anyone. However, your words completely contradict your points. You speak of trust between comrades, and yet, you did not trust them either with you having to sent a message to me again and having to follow in Castle Oblivion. Look at the burnt end of that mattress. I'm certain you also insulted Number Twelve as a greeting, and on purpose, so your reasons for doing so is as she said, your call. Was that necessary? The way you speak ill of both her and Number Eleven does not escape me as well. You say she is selfish and 'hates your guts', but, you are not showing any better or that you are any different. You are presenting yourself as a hypocrite. And for the record, Number Twelve did send all battle reports, including yours and Number Nine, the exact same thing. The only difference was a update on the result and how you were doing, as well as the others, which is understandable. I do take into account what you all did. So next time, perhaps you might take up on your remarks and see them for what they are. There's no trust with any of you, so it doesn't fall on only two people. Period."

He had spotted Larxene raising her hand a little to get his attention on wanting to speak, and he let out a breath. "Yes?"

"As Marluxia would soon have his chance to defend himself, and you recognize that I did report well and did not 'take any credit', as someone so richly placed it as, I feel as if I should explain my side, because I won't let him paint a picture of me that is not the right portrayal, Superior. Oh...by the way, Axel, thanks for keeping me warm, I was quite cold, after all," Larxene replied, before turning her head around to give Axel a mocking and amused little wink at her last sentence as she giggled, from the fire he began earlier because he couldn't take a few, simple insults if his Nobody life depended it on it when he started it in the first place. She found the whole thing funny, truthfully. He did just as she predicted. Don't bark if you can't take the bite, she'd say. And that bark was pathetic, that it wasn't even worth answering. Especially what he said to Marluxia. Commenting on a suggestive scenario where him and Toxyn supposedly appeared as if they played around? That was odd. And then, what about that leaf thing that Marluxia had given her and how it would give her a bad stomach?

All she could remember about that was laughing to herself. That was the best he could come up with? Really? Was that the reason that he didn't respond back to Toxyn's diss before because he couldn't answer back to it? Thankfully, he didn't, or he would have embarrassed himself. And then, of course, what he pulled on her. Was that his actual 'scare tactic"? Because, seriously, if he ever thought she would ever be afraid of his corny ass, he was really becoming delusional now with his ego and arrogance. All that fire did was heat her up, which she had needed badly because of her wet outfit, it wasn't her bed also, along with the fact that she was freezing, and it even managed to dry some of it off in the long run. She remembered some touch that he gave, but she shrugged it away, whatever it was not affecting her. And even if it did, he was lucky that the Superior was here. "First, Sir, I did not need help. I find it weird that they commented on me not having enough upper body strength, and yet, they're not me. How would they know? Sorry, but they won't speak for me or what I can or cannot do, and make it appear as fact. That's not their call, it's mine. I do happen to have more strength than the average woman. I was ready to pull Axel out if anything, and I admit, it was hard, and he was being rolled in, but it wasn't something I couldn't do if I put my mind to it. I was levitating, it's not the same when your feet are on the ground, it's common sense."

She took a break there, not wanting to pack this all in at the same time, and let Xemnas hear what she was saying more calmly. She wasn't going to sound like a snitch the way Axel was going at it. "Anyway, I found it better for him to heat himself up while he was being sucked in, and condensate the water. This way, not only will he have a new idea on how to combat the said water, because if he knew about it, he would've used it before when he was in the typhoon, but it might help him in the future on how to perform a tactic. If he couldn't, and he was weak, then I would just haul him out. All of a sudden, I feel somebody's arms wrapping around me, and here was Demyx, pulling me out. I would understand him thinking I needed help, yet I didn't, because I had something in my brain about what I could do if Axel did or did not bring heat, and in the end, the plan I had was gone. I had another, while more risky, strategy. Demyx for some reason unknown to me, just maneuvered some water or something, I think, but, I had enough water in that battlefield to last me a lifetime, I didn't need his as well. Not only that, but Axel needed help first at the same time, and me, actually doing something unlike...well, me, for once, and it was unappreciated as you can see, took him to that girl, mostly because he breathed out something about a heat source, and she was the one who could easily provide it. I followed my instincts, so I placed him in her care, and she did her job as we see the result before us. As you know, I got the lightning attack I was aiming for, as KuaXa was now combining four into one, so I used it. I had the only dominating element that could kill them, those two can deny it all they want, but Toxyn, and everyone else in that fight if you wish to interview them, would tell you otherwise. Unfortunately, that was too much power and energy for me, and it got me paralyzed, so I couldn't move. Until now, that is...with Marluxia's help...."

Xemnas let out a breath. Again. "Basically, you didn't need help, Number Nine thought you did, and it was just all your own method of thinking on what to do or what all three thought was right. Lack of communication and chemistry. Not exactly what I would think would be a problem."

He raised a eyebrow.

Larxene shrugged, not having a answer. "I don't know what was it, but if I did need help, I would ask for it. And I say this now so everyone can keep it in mind. It was bothering me because my ploys kept getting foiled, and I didn't know whether they wanted to be the center of attention or not, or if they had something against me doing something. If they did, really, I didn't do anything for the other unknown members there to be interested with me after I showed up. I don't know what Axel and Demyx's problem was. It was like that all the time. They never gave me a chance to even breathe, I just don't get it. When I tried to do something, one of them interrupted. When I tried to do this, one of them interrupted. When I tried to act, one of them got in the way. Over and over. They weren't letting me handle anything by myself, and I didn't deserve it. I didn't. When I was speaking to Toxyn and handling it on my own, Axel interrupted as predicted, maybe because he was hating the fact that I was in control, and wasn't the focus. And he got a biting from Toxyn himself for it. That kind of satisfied me..."

She grinned at the memory a little, if not, weakly, before turning back to her Superior politely, though her eyes had glazed over. She was going to go all out, with the complete truth of what she was feeling at the time and what she was thinking. "You know...a part of me...didn't want to help Axel, really. Mostly because I kept thinking that he wouldn't want it from me, and there was no reason for me doing this because obviously, look at the way he speaks about me now. That's what I got in return the moment he came in, sir. Insult. And when I insulted him back, he then threatened me. He said I made myself look like the victim, but honestly, he was doing that by himself. And I wasn't going to let him talk to me that way either. That, Superior, is the reason why I would regret ever lending a hand and delivering him to that other fire wielder for aid, the exact second he began spilling out those words, I believed it was pointless and worthless in the end, and I did something stupid for him. He's not the type to ever deserve my help. Which is why you never see me help others. If this is all I'm going to get back for it, then I rather refrain from doing so."

She needed to do this for herself and her sanity in the long run, and hopefully, Xemnas won't take what she said next the wrong way. "Packed with all those things I said, I think I have to ask something of you, with all due respect, Sir; don't ever let me pair up with them, or keep me in the same battle as they are. Either sent me alone, or with someone else who I can work with better, Superior. They can't let me do anything. And when I do or want to do something, they won't let me do it myself, and insert themselves for no reason. If you want to call that 'help', be my guest. And I'm sorry, but I can't stand them another second if this is the way is going to be. It's just not going to work if this is what I have to deal with every time I have them beside me on a mission, especially dealing with this group. That's all I ask, if you would grant me this favor. You did so with Demyx already, and all I need is Axel to be in the same situation, at least when it comes to fighting."

"I will debate it, because I do believe that suggestion can work for all of our sakes the way things are turning out to be. But, I think I heard enough. I do have to say, however, that you did prove yourself, and I do regard it, to let you know. You did succeed in that aspect as we agreed and the main cause of why I sent you, especially with the early message," Xemnas stated plainly, and would've said more, if he did not suspect her to be with Marluxia. Quite the shame, too. The girl was sharp, yet he had seen himself that she could be naive, and that alone will not do her well, and might cause her downfall. Even so, that was enough for her in recognition, as she attempted to hide and prevent the smile that came from his assessment. Noting that he was getting different points of views about what happened, but all he needed were the straight facts, he figured he was done with that side of the matter. It wasn't like anything crucial was revealed, except their thoughts. What needed to be explain was Marluxia, and this was going to be quite interesting.

He eyed the pink haired man. "You're up next, Eleven."

OOC: The stronger than the average woman came from Larxene herself in the game: anything she hit, flew across the wall in the air, or was sent flying. And how she picked up Repliku with one hand and threw him like he was 5 pounds of weight. Or no weight >.>.

 

(OOC: I was depressed while thinking and typing this post, but that's how I think of Demyx of one view of him besides all carefree and silly. I mean the poor guy never gets a break and tries so hard to impress only to fail in the end. *hugs Demyx plusie tightly*) ^


Talking and uttering and nothing, but mindless words were going through Demyx's head for he only retained bits and parts of the information that were important. He did not need to hear Larxene explain herself to Xemnas to justify her means and it was pointless to argue now since he had heard what the Superior had ordered for no one to speak unless spoken to. This petty conversation was going no where and only prolonging the moment when the boss would come down on him with vengence. Honestly he didn't know if his body could take anything more than what it has been through. His pride had led him astray for not accepting Vexen's help when he was back at the castle, but the true reason was to show everyone that he didn't need it and that he could be strong and brave just like they were. He was learning to deal with excruicating pain and keep it to himself even though his brain was telling him to get medical attention fast before something serious occured.

"How long is this going to last? I can't stand it and now I have to listen to Marluxia spill his guts and pump himself up to make him look like he is the victim. I swear Larxene and him deserve each other at times," he tried to keep his eyes from shutting and remain unnoticable, but his body was telling him otherwise. KuaXa had did a number on him with his monster, Xeltic did have a blade at his throat and was holding him against his will and the lightning attack that Larxene had unleashed upon those monsters made him feel worse, for water was a conductor to electricity and he was feeling the after effects right now. It was a good thing that he was a nobody and had powers for if he was human he would be be in the hospital in the critcal care unit hanging on for dear life hours ago especially from the severe attack he received from Xemnas earlier in the day. Looking upon the hopeless situtation he seemed to be hulicinating and kept it to himself.

How much could one nobody take? Gazing at Axel across the room and taking one glance at Larxene, he wondered if they ever felt this threshold of pain he was experiencing and if they did how did they deal with it? Did they take some magic potion he didn't know about or were they so pumped up in a battle that they didn't take to pain right away? He starred at the ground feeling a tad dizzy for a minute or so as he mesmorized in his mind thinking of the what the organization meant to him. What was with the organization and all of it's strong and deadly fighters ready to rip anyone's heart out without thinking twice? What was with the onslaught of destroying lives and savoring every second of it? True, they needed hearts, but there had to be a different way? If one was to get a heart shouldn't one act like they deserve one and feel or imagine what it was like to have one? This was one sole factor that made the musician different from the rest. He did not enjoy fighting and did not have the thought of relishing seeing someone in pain for pure enjoyment unlike Axel and Larxene who loved to play with their victims before destroying them. The thought never occured to him. He simply battled because he was forced to out of obligation having no choice for it would mean his doom if he refused, but in the end and behind it all he was a emotionless deadly entity just like them and that was what he thought was why the organization kept him around for so long.

Slowly he raised his hands starring at how clenched they were at this moment before settling them in his lap after he sat down on the bed. At times, he hated his life being forced to fullfill certain duties that were against his morals fortunately he would do that was only nessessary to be satisfactory in Xemnas's eyes, but afterwards he would submerge himself in a world where no one could seize him. Playing his sitar and listening the chords vibrate each with its different sound gave him the energy and stamina to face another dreadful day and the members that tormented him in his body and to his face. Each one jeering with their cruel snide remarks, or degrading him as if he was a kid that needed guidance. He felt out of place in a world of cruelful villians never ceasing to end his suffering. All of them were selfish like he was, but his reason for being conceited was for a sense of relief of wanting to be away from all of the chaos and turmoil the members of the organization brought upon him. The sad truth was he just couldn't walk away. He would be seen as a traitor and hunted down for sure. He was a prisoner, a pathetic slave only kept around to do the bare minimum and be chatised afterwards for messing up something that was important. :(

The water wielder was now feeling weaker spiritually knowing the truth about himself, so vulnerable that he could break down and sob hysterically if he was human and if he had a heart. These fake emotions were ready to burst, but he kept them in check by forcing himself not show any weakness before the Superior, in front of Axel, in the prescense of Marluxia and be another laughing riot to Larxene. No matter what it took he had to be strong if he ever wanted respect. When it was his turn, he would try to explain, but doubted Xemnas would want to listen to his side so what was the point? He would make that decision soon enough. He would explain how he felt towards them and they would judge him as they always did. Demyx would rather speak his mind and explain his reasons rather than hide it any longer. They would soon know the painful truth.

 

.....yeah....uh.....>_>.....I kind of just realized that Akua sent reinforcements......>_>......so very sorry.....

BIC- Xengla leaned back a little when Roxas pointed his Oathkeeper at her. But then she leaned forward and started looking at the weapon. Whoa.......what kind of weapon is this? Never seen anything like it before....is it sharp? She hesitantly reached for the tip and tested her finger on the spikes. Hmm.....it's decently sharp. Could still do some damage. *sigh*...I hope I know what I'm doing. "Okay...I'm sorry...what was it you were saying? :sweatdrop:" It was quite obvious that she felt a little embarrassed for completely ignoring him and instead paying attention to his weapon. Still. It was a very curious weapon and she'd never seen anything like it before. Ravix was behind her now lying on his back since she had placed him there, hopefully in a more comfortable position with no spinal cord injuries, or anything that severe. Of course, if he did, she probably damaged it even more with her forceful movement of shaking him and moving him improperly. Xengla made a mental note not to do something like that again.

 

Marluxia lifted his eyes casually from the window and the rose he held, he turned around slowly and faced Xemnas, an uninterested and blank look on his face. "What is there to explain..." he said softly looking around the room locking eyes with everyone once. "All this talk of what happened on the battlefield superior I have no recollection of for I was not present..." He sighed shaking his head, "no I merely managed to appear at what seemed like the end of it...finding Larxene in dire need of assistance...and apparently this girl was caring for Axel at the time..."

He took a few steps forward before dismissing the rose and stretching, "I assessed the situation at hand...seeing as Larxene required attention the worst of all I took that liberty on myself...it just happened to play out that way...but I guess serves as a good claim to use against me..." He shrugged off his last comment and continued, "therefore I opened up a portal with which to take them to safety leading here..."

He began to rub his temples, "I asked if the girl would tell Demyx and Axel to come forth unless Axel could not walk in which case to have her help him to the portal..." he turned stern, "however these two took far too long...giving this Toxyn fellow the ability to follow me in...which turned out to be a good thing if I may say so that I chose this castle..." he locked eyes with Xemnas upon that last statement.

"So as I was about to treat Larxene for her injuries...paralysis it appeared to be...I was interupted by this man..." he said closing his eyes, he was beginning to grow weary of this whole ordeal, however figured he should yet again continue, "upon which he brought up the offer of giving us back Xioimara...and to relay the message to yourself..." He took on a thought pose, "I agreed to relay the message...and asked he leave as I had things to attend to...finally reaching a state of throwing him out by force..."

He stopped pausing and sighing, "and thus the problem began...I had things quite under control...until Demyx decided to sneak into my room...and Axel chose to just barge right in..." He gave a futile sigh, "however the real problem was...they were not there to assist me in removing this fellow...no no...Demyx merely hid...and Axel immediately began throwing out insults towards Larxene here before moving onto insulting myself...."

He turned back around walking over to the window, "There is nothing more to explain superior...as you said this Organization lacks teamwork...regardless if some of the members trust me or not...and that has been there downfall sir..."

 

Was she just checking out my Keyblade? Roxas questioned silently as he saw her snap out of it, not noticing the fact that she was gawking at his weapon until it was too late. He only raised his eyebrows a little, his face pouting in contemplation, mostly in confusion at his thought on she checking out his Keyblade...why did that sound wrong? Now that he looked back, it did appear off, he just couldn't tell why. Scratching his head, then shrugging as he gave up on it, he sighed when this girl asked what was it he said, and he gave her a deadpanned look. In annoyance. He made his Oblivion disappear, while he switched his Oathkeeper with the Kingdom Key in two flashes of light, not needing to have two at the moment. He could use one easily enough, he just liked the feel of having both his hands moving, and dual wielding had become a habit, and a favorite of his. Much funner, too.

Walking around her, like if he was cornering her figure, he stopped behind her back, and simply made a portal, snatching up Ravix by the hood of his coat carefully with his free hand, and dragging him into it, along with himself hurriedly. He was quite heavy to handle for his own 15 year old weight, but he got him in halfway before turning his head over his shoulder to look at her, a cheeky smile on his face. "Take this as the short version of what I said. With the exception of him having to make it up to my friend."

"I applaud you for actually keeping your opinions to yourself," Xemnas somewhat congratulated without sounding anything like it, his sharp tone still intact, not having to hear any extra sentences and explanation for things that were not really necessary. It was a well-deserved break from what he had to experience so far, and he had to at least give credit for that alone; for not keeping on talking and blaming Axel, or having to degrade Demyx, or hear views. Just straight-to-facts. It made things easier. He comprehended Larxene's reason for having to make sure the picture of her was not tainted, but it was not like he took other's view of each other as those of himself. The type of problems they were having only needed to be solved by themselves. However, that was not something to think of at the moment. The fact that this fellow, Toxyn, which seemed to be topic of conversation, had followed Marluxia in, if he was not lying, got his attention. It did not escape him that maybe it could be as a sort of alliance, or attempt at one. With Marluxia's acts, and the fact that Toxyn was of the other Organization, that was the most likely conclusion. Marluxia, did, however, sent that note of those who were here, including the intruder, and he did manage to catch him and lock him somewhere for further questioning.The only way for Toxyn to have targeted and proposed Xioimara as a bargain, is if he knew that Marluxia was a suspect for betrayal. Not exactly a suspect anymore, as it was obviously revealed, but he wondered how did the man know that small information when he had never met any of them personally. And he was certain that Marluxia would not tell anyone of his plans outside of, possibly, Larxene.

As he thought, his steel, orange eyes traveled to the pink haired man's own. "And why would Toxyn follow you?"

Larxene sighed, holding off a yawn as she then listened to Marluxia's explanation of what he was doing, laying her head back on the puffed pillow as she plumped her whole body back on the bed, tired of sitting upright, and of arguing with the same people. Let alone seeing the same faces. The only thing she thought was a bit wrong was when Marluxia said that Axel had gone to insult him, since the target was her, and she didn't remember the redhead aiming for him in the beginning, as it was the other way around. Still, it wasn't like she would care enough to protect Axel anymore after the the first and last time. Besides, Marluxia probably just jumped in to defend her. That, or he wasn't pleased with the intrusion to his room. What Xemnas remarked was foul, though in a entertaining aspect. So what if it was opinionated? She felt the need to clear her name, so to speak. Hiding her face in the comfy cushion, trying hard not to appear as if she was falling asleep in front of the Superior, she rested, waiting, because there was nothing else to do really. She said her part, nobody could speak out of turn, and Marluxia was the last one. Minus Demyx, who had to explain himself in many ways to keep his nonexistent life going. But, really, it wasn't even that serious. It wasn't like he was pulling any stunt like Marluxia was doing [or her, for that matter, since she was in it] that exclaimed "TRAITOR!" in a loud voice, and if Xemnas sent Axel to get him, that meant he had another chance, and might get off. Otherwise, he would've sent Axel to kill him instead. The guy needed to calm down. She could practically feel the nerves protruding off of him even if she wasn't looking at him, and had her eyes caved in a pillow closed, though he was near her. And it was funny, because as Nobodies, he shouldn't even be this wrecked. Then again, she didn't know why Xemnas was stalling either, maybe to give him a lesson, agonize him, however, that sounded quite sadistic, and it was probably her heading there. Or that Xemnas wanted to get to the points of the battle and what went on. Whatever the case, in the end, it wasn't serious. Maybe a threat or two, something physical to set Demyx straight maybe, and that would be it, she predicted. Not the best, but not the worst.

She was right in Axel's fire warming her up, but she wanted to seriously get a change of clothes, this time, into her PJs, and just go unconscious in her room forever and pretend the day never happened. Now that she was actually in something snug, the sleep that was disrupted because Xemnas wanted a word with her was coming back. Or perhaps it never left. She wondered how long this was going to last, and if the great leader were to do something to them for their "misbehavior". Her suggestion should be taken into account because of that fact, as this could break that said problem, and at the while give her peace of mind. She could work with other members. She was a bit assertive back there, admittedly, but she had a lot of things planned to overtake them, and it was annoying to her that they kept switching and being ruined because of a certain two. Perhaps that's why Toxyn didn't look too happy as well with the results: the interruptions to their ploys. She wasn't exactly a mastermind, unlike him, or what she thought him to be, yet, it was something unfortunate that she could understand him with. And she didn't like the idea. She didn't want to share any recognition with the man, let alone keep him existing, especially if he was expressing interest in their members. And this very pondering was lulling her to sleep, and she had to alert herself to snap out of it when she was losing her focus.

It was worse as she now was able to move perfectly. Shifting her head so half the side of her face showed as she peeked, her eyes now opened to glance at the scene, she blew out a breath. And she tared, not having anything to contribute, or any comment to make. Unless Axel "fired it" up" again. Pulling her knees up in a self cuddle as her arms wrapped around them, she curled into ball, quietly, amusing herself by singing a song that meat to her in her head to pass the time while keeping her ears sharp to listen to what everyone was saying. It wasn't later before she freed her hand, and began to pass it through her blonde hair, trying to fix it. They weren't tangled, they never got that way, and she doubted they would even if she was inside a reeling tornado, but they were out of the usual style she left them in, and she didn't like others seeing her this way, with it loose. It wasn't bad, she just...liked to keep her privacy on how she looked with certain differences. Her strands were easy to brush and comb as she felt them smooth and get back in to place easily, and she started to zone out again until Marluxia answered to Xemnas as she kept the song and music that she had listened to back in her human days going in her head, and that in which was important to her, as it was a sort of release from her life back then. Unbeknownst to her, she was mumbling them outloud, though it was low enough for no one to hear as they came in silent whispers.

Hold me like you held onto life...
When all fears came alive and entombed me...
All faith is lost and hell regained...
In the dust of the wrath of shame...
Just be brave...​

 

Xengla followed him with her eyes but then whirled around quickly and grabbed Ravix's legs before Roxas could get away. "Jesus Christ! What the hell did he do for you to keep on going like this, kid?!" She was getting frustrated and decided the gloves were coming off. No more clowning around. She quickly made a firewall in front of Roxas in the portal. Whether or not it would work was up to fate. Either way she was pulling with all her might, but somehow, Xengla knew she wouldn't be strong enough. Garrrrrgh....so that's how you want to play it?! Fine then! She suddenly let go and hoped Roxas fell flat on his face as she stepped through the portal. Determined to somehow save Ravix. Is this even worth my time? What was I trying to do in the first place?

 

Marluxia sighed and shook his head, "I hadn't a clue until he revealed to me that he supposedly wished to merely offer Xioimara back to us...his claim being she was no good to us...and that this was all a big misunderstanding..." His eyes however did not leave Xemnas's when he spoke, the lack of trust and understanding in his eyes.

"And that my superior is about all I can recall occurring..." he said rubbing his temples, "as you well know my attention became the two intruders after they made their presences known...upon which I sent you the note you received..." He ceased trying to alleviate himself from this dreadful headache he had, realizing as long as everyone was in his room, arguing up a storm, there would be tranquility restored to it.

In fact, he was almost wishing he had handled this situation on his own, he could tell that this little ploy to actually help the Organization for once, rather help it in more ways than one, was not even having the slightest effect on Xemnas himself. Sometimes he believed just forgetting everything except for his plot would be best considering everything he did was still looked down upon even if it happened to be so called in the presence of good intentions.

After he had finished and made it known that he was finished, he merely was hoping that would be good enough atleast in the superior's eyes to leave him be, after all this whole ordeal had just become that, one big annoyance. What he had hoped and expected to happen was a bust, therefore now all he wished for was peace and quiet.

 

OOC: Wait, Fire, so Xengla went through the portal, right? To Org. XIII's territory?

And computer is slow -_-.

"Right. We will speak about this more later," Xemnas announced to Marluxia, as there were still some things that needed to be covered, certain holes to be filled. Now, however, he had many things to do in the lab, and they were being delayed by this interruption. He would have believed the Graceful Assassin in planning Toxyn to be captured by sending him the note, and it was something smart, however, it was unknown what the real deal of the matter was. Marluxia had tainted his name already, and it was hard to place trust in him at all, or what he says. It was no one's fault, but his own. The man will create his own downfall. And take Larxene down with him. How foolish. But, there was nothing to be done. If it was his decision, then so be it.

On a different situation...he had then finally settled on Demyx, his soulless orange eyes studying the water wielder apart and apart, lips in a thin, uncaring line. Yes, it was time to deal with this, and he hoped that Vexen was working on the machine as he was here, taking his time to be placed to good use. The rest of the Castle That Never Was...he will take care of. All he got from his arrival was a still building headache, and the problems that came from the lack of teamwork on all parties. Axel and Larxene saying much than they should, and Demyx somewhere in what seemed to be soundless anxiousness. The boy probably thought he was honestly "feeling" that emotion as well.

After a minute of silence, glancing slightly at Larxene muttering some words to herself that he could not decipher with the distance in between them, though it appeared to be a song, he then proclaimed tightly, "Number Eight, please kindly leave the room. Eleven and Twelve, you can remain here, but I would prefer if you come to the main headquarters soon enough. As for Nine...you would come with me to discuss privately your actions." He created a portal the moment he finished his sentence quickly to get this over with, and return to his work, stepping aside to let Demyx step in first, while he will follow.

He eyed the member patiently.

 

Marluxia merely nodded in agreeance to the fact that they would speak on the matter later, however finally he was relieved to see that Xemnas seemed to be recalling everyone finally from his room. He sat down in a chair that was facing his window as he sighed closing his eyes. He once again conjured his rose and smelled it delicately savoring the sweet aroma.

He casually glanced behind himself every so often, eager to catch if they had all finally left, upon which he would be more inclined to move about. Having five people crowd, talk heads off, and merely pollute the sanctity of his quarters disgusted him. He however had to admit, in order to force the leave of the group, he had to bring about the big honcho.

 

(OOC: My mom had a wonderful birthday *TwilightNight* and thanks for the message.)

Clenching the bed tightly, he slid off it when he heard Xemnas beckon for him to come to him. Black emptyness of the void spread before him as he could feel the clenches of doom drawing closer with every small step he took. He could not back out now for Xemnas was right behind him making sure he was to going to enter the realm of no return. If he had a heart it would be thumping rapidly at a fast pace yet his body was trembling from head to to toe as he tried to hold his composure together. "What have I got myself into? How could this be happening to me? "he moved one step to the portal and inched his toe into it afraid of the portal sucking him in. Demyx turned his neck to the side and then looked back at the boss with a scared expression. If he dare stepped into that who knows what would happen to him? It was terrifying to discover the unknown and believe it to be the last breath of freedom he would take in. He could only imagine being stranded in the castle in the World That Never Was, locked in the dungeon for weeks, alone and shivering in the dark for his last reprieve. If it was not the dungeon sentence then it could be something worse such as complete utter humilation in front of the members at some unknown time. Tightning his hands, his azure orbs stared down at his gloved hands that in his mind that would be bound with powerful chains that his power could not break free from. A sting of a lash would come soon enough followed by Xemnas's dreaded powers as the whole organization would look on with disappointment and interest.

Switching back to reality and out of his imaginative nightmare that he hoped would not be his fate, a few breaths thrusted out of his throat followed by a deep swallow with nothing to slide down. Eyeing the room once more his windows to the open soul peered around at the silent group whom had not spoken for Xemnas meant what he said and would make good on his threat if one of them were to speak out of turn. Terror would rain down upon the violatator swifty like that of a monsoon. Catching his gaze at Marluxia, the ninth member kept his comments to himself disliking the graceful assassin by the minute. He had weaseled his way out of another predictment with his tongue that spoke so eloquently, but full of other intentions. The pink haired man could not be trusted especially from his late arrival to the meeting. Demyx thought of Marluxia as one that needed to be shut out from the rest since he preferred to be alone in his own domain and if only Xemnas would wise up and confront the flower dweller instead of leave him be with Larxene."I wish someone would knock him flat on his ass or throw him in a huge mud pit. That would ruin his femine physique," he glanced away not daring to stare at the nobody of nature anymore. Looking across from the room, he met the gaze of Axel who explained his reason earlier complete with insults brought on Marluxia who had referred to him as a flamer. If the boss was not present, Demyx knew Axel by his temperment would of engaged in battle with Marluxia and would have shown extreme bouts of violence followed with gore. He was like an executioner in the organization never pulling away from his obligation to take down the treacherous traitors that stood in his way. This scared the young nocturne for what if Xemnas were to order for the one nobody that he trusted to cause physical pain to him? He couldn't bare to see that happen. It would be devastating and tear him apart.

"Axel, do as the boss says. I don't want you to end up like me. Hopefully I'll see you back at the castle, but if I don't, I want you to know this. You were the best friend I ever had and I was honored for you to be my superior. Take care of Roxas and find out what Marluxia is up to. You must discover why Toxyn was here in the first place." Not able to look upon his superior Axel, the underling whipped his head to the side and cast his eyes to the ground not wanting the fire dancer to see him in this pathetic state he was in. He was so ashamed and wanted this whole ordeal to be over, that he accidently caught his sincere gaze upon the one he secretly admired from a far whom was snuggled on a bed awaiting to see what would happen.

She was to remain with Marluxia for now and the musician thought that this would be the last time he would ever see her. Biting his tongue, he coughed a few times before managing to speak in a forlorne tone. "You think of me as a waste of a nobody and I should of never been created for I'm nothing, but a nuissance to you. Well now you'll get your wish. I won't be there to bother you anymore not where I'm going. You won't ever have to worry about me again. I just wanted you to know that the letter that I wrote was how I felt about you," he paused to let his words sink in. "The letter was not a joke, but all I wanted was for you to see me for something more than just a waste of space taking up a place in the organization. Now I see that what I was doing was the impossible. I acted out of rage and fury as you do when I did attack you in the room because that's what I thought you wanted me to be, but now I see the truth and I'll leave it at that. I just wanted to be friends and maybe something could have come from that, but now I'll never know," he closed his eyes turning away as he starred of what was in front of him. Conceling his face with his hood, he paced slowly as if putting himself before the face of death, his hand stretched out behind as he took one last look at the room and the occupants that he left behind. "Boss, let's go before I change my mind," he felt his presence looming over him as the void began to close.