.::.Build Your Cages.::.

OOC: Did RA every get a summary? o.o


All he gave to Xioimara was a watchful, warning gaze that proceeded to say that there will be no more outbursts, as of now. He paid no heed to what she said, aware that she had yet to really understand the complexities of the matter. Not only on the annihilation order, but themselves as the beings they exist. Rather, not exist. Despite this, he gave a nod to Xigbar for having control to calm them down, if not, he would have had to take actions that he did not want to do again, especially if the younger girl had just gotten out of recovery, or was still in recovery. They could call him what they like, yet, he still had some morals left. But sacrifices sometimes had to be made to reach a farther goal, which would be a gift to them all in the end. Truthfully, when he was on the verge of thinking and contemplating on such topics as Kingdom Hearts, Xemnas did not expect Demyx to come, though he had sensed his approach, which is why he held back the final decision to be voiced to Roxas, knowing the water wielder would explain himself first. For the second time. Of course, he listened, or else he would not be doing his job, and the more he spoke, the more answers he had for each, and was now just waiting for the time when he was done so he could reply and announce his final word on the entire matter. Things never work out the easiest way possible, however, as it has been lately, because suddenly, Axel had decided to appear before he could say anything, and he refrained from letting out a breath, finding the huddled crowd that was building up unsatisfying. He had frowned profusely when the redhead had gone to insult Vexen, and lay a hand on him while he was present in the room, and with a vehement stare to Number Eight, the threat was in the air that he would make sure he never does it again while his amber eyes were watching. He wondered why he had added himself to the mix of this, witnessing him spouting at the Melodious Nocturne, more displeased with his actions, but he shut his eyes for a moment. Obviously, Axel would've come to Demyx's aid, and defend, but when it came to the point where he basically unzipped his cloak, and started on about the wounds and how strong he was for lasting with it, he went to share a look with Vexen, eyebrow somewhat raised, only to then return to the scenery in front of him.

He had waited yet again for this one to be finished speaking, knowing what he needed to say and more prepared than before, and when it was finally quiet, there was a period of pause. It was there he began calmly, and quite smoothly, "We do appreciate the demonstration and all, Number Eight. But, I want to tell you this, and I'll tell you this now, because I would rather not have to repeat it, as I have been doing so with Demyx recently..." He shot a cold look at the said mentioned man in a one second glance, then focusing back on Axel. "That this is the last time you will display a show of force and discourtesy to one of the higher members in front of me. Vexen might not be the best to be involved with, we can all admit, but truly, most of the others in the Organization are not any better, including you. And something that you have now proved by your actions in response when the man has, so far, done nothing to you as I see it. Make certain you got that in your head for the next time you choose to portray yourself in such a manner, because my patience had lost itself, and buffoonery is the last thing I need to deal with as we have a rival Organization. Which comes to the other fact: do not, do not, remark on the machine when you have no knowledge of what it can do, this goes for both of you. If you have any better ideas, feel free to share it. If not, keep your mouths closed, and take it or leave it. Especially when I had given the order to built it. Believe it or not, this is mildly crucial to some extent. So I suggest you be silent right now, and not drive me to the brink, or I really do not have a conscious of beheading anyone here at the moment, with all the troubles you two, as well as two others in another certain castle, mostly centering on a familiar blonde female, had been given me, and when it is a distraction to more important things we should be concentrating on. And that is where the situation lies in what makes me say this: the delays to childish arguments and acts, and running away because someone lost a weapon for a few pesky hours. Technically, if you have a problem with the way I run and do things, take it up with me."

There more he had continued, the more the tension raised, until the point where the last word came out in a hazardous, dark, and ominous tone as his gaze narrowed unto to them in caution. To watch every step they do and to think clearly. Because he would not have this any longer. "Let us hope this is the last and final time I have to hear from any of you about the same complains. And this, is where it ends. Here. As for Demyx, he was offered treatment, and it is not Vexen, nor mine's fault, that he does not trust the man enough to heal his wounds when it was under my watch. No one had asked for him to burden himself. It is now up to Vexen to decide what he wants to do and if Demyx wants it still. If he does not want to, then I am not going to end up forcing him as if I am taking him to a dentist appointment for a treatment. It has gotten so far that I am comparing real life issues, when we are anything, but normal. And if Vexen decides not to, then I suppose next time he should watch what some of his Dancers do. And as for the final verdict..." He had stepped forward as he trailed it off then, motioning Axel to back away and move aside as he gracefully came upon Demyx. He had caught Roxas's eyes for a few seconds, and went to diagnose Demyx once more as he, almost glared, down at him. "You say words as if we are barely anything without your help. I have realized that the other Organization has barely any members yet to fill, so on number and power, we are at the advantage so far. Which is why I stand by my threat. Consider yourself lucky. You have some guardian angels, it seems. Third chance, no more after, and you better not ruin it for yourself because you will be executed, point blank, and period, and nothing will save you. In the same way of Eight, think before you speak or take action, or it will have fatal consequences. You have been warned and alerted, just so we are clear. As for your Sitar, it appears you are best without it, because that is the most poignant sign of your weakness, and if that is exposed, you will end up being nothing if you cannot stand the loss of a simple weapon. If it comes to a emergency, you will get it back for your protection, other than that, learn to live without it."

He straightened after, his face loosening. "Otherwise, this meeting is officially adjourned. Everyone, dammit, GTFO is to leave the lab for the unnecessary space that it is taking, and report back to your rooms. I have work to accomplish with Zexion and Vexen respectively. I have now sent my Sorcerers to inform to all members, there is no heading outside for the moment. Either stay in Castle Oblivion, or in this very vicinity. Unfortunately, Larxene is quite busy, and if it does not end soon, I would have to step in, and solve it myself." He gave a once over to each. "Dismissed."

Roxas blew out a breath of relief, finally, his body having been tensed with the whole atmosphere and predicament, and about Demyx's sentence, glad that it worked out overall. And best; that it was over. He had seen the portal opening as he had waited for the response that Xemnas will give him, not certain who was coming, and when it was the companion who was the one hanging by a very thin thread, his insides churned again, hoping that he won't pull anything with the way Xemnas was acting. Nothing bad was said, thankfully, just Demyx fully giving reasons for his actions, and why. From the words being used when referring to their leader, he felt as it was not in insolence, which was the exact and perfect path to go. He was very open to the fact that the Superior had apparently been pushed to his limits with some events that he was not there for, and something he will hopefully be told about. It sounded interesting. He had missed plenty of things while he had battled the fire wielding girl, disappointingly. So, with Demyx there to to clear his name and standing up to whatever wrongs he committed, or mistakes, quite the feat to admire, he had slightly relaxed, deeming that it was heading positively, until it reverted back to panicking again when Axel made his entrance. And what he did the second he stepped in was egg on Vexen, noting that Xemnas did not like it as he peered at him. It kind of surprised him and made him blink, as he had never seen the redhead bully someone, nor do what he had done and said to Demyx. For the Ninth member, he passed it off as concern, yet, the whole vibe he had given was new to him either way, and made him wonder. Then came when Axel had unzipped Demyx's coat, and he had immediately placed his hands over Xioimara automatically, bending to her wolf form...

Which reminded him...

Grinning sheepishly, he took the yet to be taken back hands, off, though they had stopped blocking sight once Xemnas had replied to all that was said. It was pointless anyway, as Demyx's chest was there for everyone to see and will remain to be until he decided to wear something else. So, everything was straightened out, and he really hoped that no one would start back talking to Xemnas for everyone's sakes in here, disagreement or not. It wasn't worth it right now, and would just complicate things more in his opinion. He even admitted that beheading them was quite tempting. Smiling nonetheless as the heaviness had fallen and faded, he just nodded to the demand of them leaving, stretching his arms, and blocking out a yawn. Even with Axel giving him nerves about what he was going to do when he came in before, he was happy to see his best friend after such a long while, and what felt like days. He would ignore the weird demeanor that he took on, and see where they go from there. And Larxene...it reminded him that he had yet to talk to her about the food, something he was still considering, because there was nothing better than a woman's touch. The news that she was in Castle Oblivion and fighting a enemy member was to be left as a mental note for later. So that had to wait.

OOC: Really, my fingers will crack one day xD.

 

"So, how did you get here anyways?" Toxyn asked ravix, floating in an awkward position, as he looked up towards the non-exsistant sky, as he looked into the endless abyss of nothingness.

ooc; I have no idea what else to type, sorry XD

 

Marluxia shook his head, honestly it disgusted him to know that the only people who really returned to this castle was usually Larxene and himself. Despite being forced to relocate to the new headquarters he would not be forced to not stay at his castle for time. Everything he had accomplished and worked for was held up in this castle, and his future would be held in this castle soon enough.

He walked down the hallways, deciding to head down to the basements to atleast check up on Larxene's fight, after all she was his greatest friend and partner. He slowly trailed through the portals of the floors and making his way down into the basements. As he looked around he even noticed that apparently Zexion, Lexaeus, and Vexen had all fully moved as well.

He made his way to the room where the fight was taking place, taking a gander at the destruction that his castle had taken due to the annoyance. He sighed rubbing his temples, he just wanted this battle to be over with, he was one to usually not start a fight, however if he was dragged into one he would choose to end it as fast as possible.

He did admire her grace and agility in her ability to fight though, she moved with a swiftness that even some of the other members couldn't keep up with. Ever since she joined she had given her all to developing her offensive and defensive skills, striving to not although the slightest bit of a flaw bring her down. That was just one reason he had become so close to her and a highly chosen reason to involve her as his partner in their scheme.

 

ooc: Ik I havnt been posten a lot but either way, won't be posting here for awhile for reasons I'd rather not say >.>

 

OOC: If you guys read closely,you'd realize the machine was built in the basement,where it isn't easily found.He doesn't carry it around -_-.

It was only until Demyx entered that Vexen actually cared to pay attention,wanting to forget about all the sympathetic bull reasons given for him not to be hunted down and killed.Darn it all..so close this time.Once Demyx addressed him, he scoffed and shook his head in disgust.Oh yeah, he really deserved being kicked for no apparent reason.What a little brat he was.

He listened more and more to his whining and cut in once he was finished."So you've found that because we're dealing with enemies like us, you've got to have your Sitar back to you?If I'm right,I believe that you are in fact one of the weakest members when it comes to a battle.What use are you?" he smirked and folded his arms,closing his eyes as he did so."The machine I've created is infinitely more useful than you'd ever be.Show some respect to a senior member." he finished.

Yep,bring on the old man jokes,everyone knew that's the only thing anyone could say about him.He wasn't going to fall into the guilt trip going on, he wouldn't have it.So that took care of him.

Now..there was Axel,who also came in filled with dramatic emotions.At the sound of old geezer, Vexen opened his eyes and glared at Axel just before he shoved him.Not seeing such a rude move coming,Vexen stumbled backwards and barely kept on his feet.He stood fully erect and drew in his ice power to his hands."You disrespectful--" he stopped himself,refusing to stoop to the level of a b*stard,which Axel and Demyx had chosen.The nerve.

Once again,he dismissed anything Axel had said and waited until the Superior spoke again before showing interest.He had come to Vexen's defense and spoke the truth about everything,having plenty of experience dealing with these two idiots.And Demyx still couldn't get his weapon back..?

Justice was served for that rude attack earlier.God knows he deserved this.

Once the mention of healing Demyx came up,Vexen shook his head and placed his right forefinger knuckle on his chin."Drop dead..I refuse." he stated,ending it all.Now for the idiots to leave so they could get down to business.


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OOC: For this next part..trust me,I know what I'm doin'..I'm keeping it PG-13...relatively xD.

She can't use her weapons..she wouldn't try a headbutt or she herself may get hurt..wait..wait a second. Xeltic suddenly felt her body tense up slightly,and he knew something bad was coming.Luckily,he remembered..at the wrong time. ooooooooooh shi- he couldn't finish his thought,having already felt the immense pain coursing through his body from Larxene's powerful attack.Unable to hold her back anymore,his grip faltered and he had his hands to his side,trying to endure it.

It could have been worse, she could have--

Xeltic flew back and recovered in mid-air,shaking off the lightning as he ran back forward after the kick Larxene gave.While it hurt like hell,giving her time to get situated and rest would be bad for him.He rushed forward,extending his arm out toward her,knocking her back with a push.It didn't end there.He kept pushing her back farther and farther,knocking the wind out of her and forcing her into a corner.

Wow..no seriously,it was an actually corner..excellent.

Once she was held there, he summoned his Naginata back to his hand and threw it toward her.Though it was only to have her wince and lose concentration for a moment.It landed with a loud thud right beside her neck.But there he was..right in front of her,right hand on his weapon,left held by her arm to hold her there with his force power.He noticed she was breathing more heavily than a normal person would..but could a simple attack like that really take so much out of her?

Ah well,he'd use it to his advantage.

"Tell you what.I'm going to back off and let you get some shut eye..but you're going to make it up to me in fifteen seconds..starting--" he moved his left hand toward her chin and grabbed it,having her mouth open slightly."--Now." he wasted no time as he pressed his lips against hers,getting a feel for them before slipping his tongue through the opening and seeking out hers,stroking it gently before wrapping around hers.

10

He released her chin once he had no problem getting more acquainted with this girl,loving the feeling of her body becoming more tense with shock.He couldn't blame her, but he wasn't done just yet.He ran his finger down her coat and brought it back up to her zipper.He didn't care to stop and see what she looked like from this,he was focused on other things.He took her zipper and slowly pulled it down as he continued his sampling of her lips and tongue.

Yet..the more he pulled down,the more he felt her cheeks grow warm.Was she loving this..or did she want to kill him?He didn't want to know.

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He let go of his weapon with his other hand,and with both free, he proceeded to slip them through the opening in Larxene's coat.Yet with only a few seconds left,he hurriedly began with the caressing,the feeling, the playing, and the loving of the bags of fun.Not much time for it..but five seconds was more than enough.It was worth all of the trouble in the end.

3..2..1-

He released his hands and his lips and tongue from her,grabbing his Naginata and leaping back.He smacked his lips as he noticed the anger flowing through her.Scary."..You don't taste half bad,you know.But I think we've gotten on the wrong foot.I'm Xeltic..and you are?" he asked, trying to hide a smile as he extended his left hand for a hand shake.Yet he was sure he'd get a different kind of 'hello,nice to meet you' than a handshake.


OOC: If you think that's hot,you should've seen what I WANTED to do before xD..damn PG-13 rules.

EDIT: Jesus Christ people it was planned,chill out already.

 

Xaries looked at the strange couple closely. The guy had black hair with white highlights, and an unusual style of clothing. The women had light yellow hair, and of course a huge black cloak. An interesting combination, to be frank. She also saw the weapons that were wielded. The strange man had a Naginata held in his hand, but Xaries can also see shurikens in his holster. Xaries shifted her eyes to the women. She didn't see any weapons, but her expression told Xaries that something bad was going to happen.

Then suddenly, the guy flew into the air. It seemed to be a surge of electricity...lightning. He had been shocked with lightning! Xaries widened her eyes a bit. Her eyes trailed as the guy flew in the air, and rushed back to the women with yellow hair, pushing her into a corner. What power.. It seemed he had cornered yellow-hair into a corner. Interesting. He threw his weapon, almost hitting her neck, but landing right beside her neck. She could have easily got out and countered, but something was holding her, a kind of force. Xaries eyes shifted to the guy. His hand was out. Of course! He's using some kind of force. Very Interesting

It was evident by her heavy breathing that she is scared, afraid. Xaries watched the yellow head. Her chest going out, then in. Xaries watched the young man walk to her. He said something to her, which was inaudible to Xaries, but then Xaries eyes widened a bit. He kissed the yellow-head. Kissed her! Who the hell is he, to kiss her? And then...what?! Xaries eyes turned away, not wanting to see anymore.

Xaries trailed her eyes on the girl. Her breathing was deep. The guy was going to need help. She sighed and slowly walked to the guy, her hood still over her head. Something was going to happen, she knew it.

Well, let's try this...

 

ooc no RA never did get that summary

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and now I do. Will edit this post again when I've read this page which might take a while due to lousy internet connection

 

OOC: "Interesting" Planning. And here I thought nobodies didn't have "emotions."

BIC: Marluxia raised an eyebrow at the actions taking place, rather disgusted and yet finding it pathetically humerous at the same time. "Apparently she didn't receive enough "kissing" from me..." he said rolling his eyes and leaving heading back up to the upper floors. If that was all she came down their to do then he would be happy to let her have her moment.

He sighed at her pathetic gesture, seems he had been wrong about her being firm in her belief of no emotions, she was the one at fault. He rubbed his temples before opening a portal, as much as he hated to admit it he was actually finding Xemnas to be the closest person now to being full head forward in the mind set of not having emotions.

He stepped into the portal and appeared back out in the new headquarters of the world that never was, he stretched slightly before noticing Axel, "well well...figured I would find you here..." he said softly his hood still up. "Have things with Demyx calmed down...just a curious gesture of looking out for another member...for once I am not looking for trouble..."

He conjured a rose and smelt it, relaxing from the aroma, "if I may...I would request a word with you when you get the chance later...for now I have words with Xemnas..." he said looking around. "I would be greatly obliged if you perhaps would know his where abouts..."

 

OOC: Well, hmm...that's all I have to say really o.o.

Utterly pissed off the handle Larxene now? Oh yeah o:.


At Vexen's refusal to heal or help him, he took a look at Demyx again, not going to get in between that dispute, before they did all leave. "I suppose you said you had a plan to cure those wounds, I presume?"

She didn't think he would go ahead to hit her that quickly, considering she was positive that lightning did do him well and good. But she did found herself being knocked back, and pushed more back at the counter, and while she could've done something, her mind was a bit too clouded, and her reactions were too slow to comprehend. It wasn't like this hurt her either, really, when she landed on the corner, which kind of startled her a little, considering that any normal enemy would have taken the chance to slam her. Larxene knew the work out of the day without rest was finally getting to her, but she had enough energy left to fight and defeat this prick once and for all. She didn't know what exactly he wanted, yet, and was preparing to strike him as he got closer, trying to control her uneven breathing. He would think that this thing, this force would actually hold her, and he was very much kidding himself. She'll play along for the benefit of getting him. After all, pretending to be a damsel in distress was a plus when they didn't expect the retaliation that came after when underestimating. She had seen him grab his sword, and as he threw it at her and it veered to her direction in a straight, and swift swish, she didn't flinch, or was fazed as it landed near her throat, a very dark glare present as she eyed the man as her ears picked up the tip of it digging into the wall. Oh yes, he was definitely going to get it. His left arm then kept her there, nearing eerily closer to her for some reason, while she didn't bother to struggle...which would look weird when it was her he was fighting, so she tried to make it believable to at least attempt "to get out" of the lock he had on her. The only time it was halted was because she froze when he spoke, and felt his hand trail on her chin and grasp it, her chest somehow constricting horribly as his face crept to hers, and before she knew it or could do something, she was actually, really, kissed, her lungs halting their breathing for the second time, and her body rigid as the every ice Vexen wielded. It was worse once he forced his tongue in with hers as he slithered through, and her eyes bulged, her brain short circuiting in utter shock, leaving her stunned and numb as his mouth moved along hers, having trouble to fully understand and take in what was actually occurring. Let alone a enemy, daring and having the nerve to touch her and go ahead to claim her lips as if he had the right to.

Her face screwed into a discontent and disgruntled expression, just stupefied by the events, yet it was when she heard the small, tiny sound of her cloak unzipping that the rush of anger flowed through her very insides in vibration, raging to take every road and path of her veins until it reached her head, where the heat and blaze slowly began to snap her out of her bewilderment and leisurely regaining back her functions and limbs to move. Larxene let out a gasp of when he really did go in, feeling her up, harassing her and molesting her chest, and that...that was when she the red liquid that was her blood began to bubble and boil and cook, taking over her stomach, and her upper torso in outrageous and dangerous figurative fire. Her body shook from the turmoil of fury that was building up, and up, letting out a loud breath and menacing growl as her face then contorted to a ill, harmful, wicked, and evil feature as her eyebrows furrowed together in a heavy brow of madness, and her eyes hazardously, and sharp, narrowed into such slits, that she resembled a rabid snake, as all her sight saw was kill, kill, kill and murder until he was nothing left except his guts. And that was even going to fade out of existence. Hell, her eyes were moist and wet and burning because of the unbearable irritation and rage of blood-lust, the sadistic pleasure of watching him break before her too tempting now. She didn't care if her body was weak, or tired, or needed rest, or couldn't force itself that much farther. She could barely even think clearly as her thoughts were distant and far off, just wanting to rip apart this guy's life. When he parted off and acted as if he didn't just do anything, greeting her with his name, it was like he finally turned off the switch of her self-control. Her aquatic orbs that were nothing, but mere dots slid to him, before lunging whatever force he had her trapped with off by capacity of power as electricity flew off in all directions in tendrils of bluish white, as her hand, with such strength of her arm that she was gifted with, swung at his face in a backhand, hearing the delightful pound and smack of the land as the very hit send him off flying high into the air at the pure sturdiness, and as her body created a glowing outline and literally lighted up with a yellow hue, she sky rocketed up after him in a rift, cutting the air with such speed that she didn't last long before summoning her kunai and beginning to slash him apart, letting out a curling scream, "YOU BASTARD!!! I'M GOING TO FUCKING KILL YOU!!" In the end, whether he blocked or she missed, he was not going to escape her wrath as the constant left and right, and front, side to side attacks moved him to spiral down into the ground. Not knowing how hard he had blown to the floor, the adrenaline of the temper was so great that when she landed on her feet, the lightning surrounded her broke and cracked the tiles, debris flying off as she eyed him deadly. Her bones were aching, seemingly feeling as if they'll fall apart any second, protesting against tiring them out. While she knew the exhaustion that was coming at the end of all this, but she was driven by the storm within her, smiling in such a way that it was borderline frightening as it clashed with the rest of her tight and hard appearance.

And she didn't last long in going at Xeltic again, not noticing a slight, sickly, shudder coming from the fact that she was unknowingly pushing herself too much for her health. There was only so much a Nobody could stand in the span of less than 24 hours without a ounce of proper sleep.


OOC: It's not as long as I thought :'D. Success!!

 

Yeah....I'd have to say that I'm pretty sure everyone saw that coming. >_>

 

ooc oh lmao, I <3 Larxene now xD

Zexion remained in the lab, keeping to himself due to the fact he rather not get involved with the whole mess when it did not concern him so he kept his mouth shut. And now Xemnas dismissed the others, meaning that they would finally get down to work soon.

 

Before Axel left he had given Demyx a herb bottle that the red head had concealed and had stolen out of Vexen's lab. He knew that he had embarrassed the Melodious Noturne, but he was only trying to help and if Vexen still wanted to be a jack ass then there was nothing he could do about it since Xenmas had warned him about the disrepect of the other members. Still Vexen was one to talk, as Axel was intrigued that he had summoned his power almost as a challenge to him, but resisted. Vexen was the one to him who was rude to him when he happens to walk in his presence, so he was returning the same matter.


He found himself walking until he had noticed Maluxia by the sound of his voice since he was still concealed by his hood which was a bit peculiar since he never thought that the graceful assassin would come to him of all people.

"Marluxia, the superior wishes to be alone for now. I have no idea where he is as of now. However, it is intriguing like you would be looking for me, what do you want to discuss?" The Flurry of Dancing Flames crossed his arms waiting for Marluxia to speak.

EDIT: There you go Serious, now you can't say I'm godmodding' Geez some people....-__-]

 

Marluxia sighed slightly hearing that Xemnas wished to be left alone, ironically the first and only time he actually wished to speak with him on his own time and the guy was busy. He tightened his hands but remained his composure of calm and collected, "I see..." he said softly his eyes trailing under his hood to meet Axel.

"Well now I would prefer a much more secluded area from eyes of the untrusting...if you know what I mean..." he said slightly directing it at Axel himself too, "its a private discussion of what has been taking place in this Organization lately..." He dismissed the rose from his hand and sighed, "you surely must have a clue of what I speak of..."

He looked around, "although this talk must take place after I speak with our superior..." he said raising an eyebrow as to what in the world Xemnas would want to be left alone for, was it he had finally had enough of the petty crap going on in the Organization. "I shall let you know when I have completed that process first..."

He gave a slight wave to dismiss himself from Axel's presence, heading down the library, he figured he would read a bit on his history while waiting for Xemnas to make a meeting with him available to speak. He still couldn't grasp exactly why he wished for this discussion with him though.

 

Hearing a bit of heavy breathing and footsteps,Xeltic looked to his side to find a girl approaching him.He recognized her as Xaries, number five of his organization.He respected her, which is more than he could say for the other members.She didn't say much either.Being that she was tall and her figure resembled that of a female,it was clearly her,despite the hood over her head.

However,deciding not to kill her secretive buzz, he pretended not to know her name or who she was.Though he'd love to sit there and have a conversation,he heard sparks of fury right ahead of him.He chose this fight,and he didn't want anyone else involved."Listen up.I need you to get going..I can handle this..I'll be fine." he told Xaries.

Okay..he needed to ignore the amount of rage, find his center, and kick this chicks--

Before he knew it, his entire body was flying through the air for just a few seconds..and suddenly, he crashed right into the wall with such force that he bounced off.His cheek burned slightly from the powerful smack given to him.Before he knew it he was thrown back into the air by the savage..pardon me,the crazy b*tch who controls lightning.

He covered his face and mid-section with his arms and waited until he landed before moving them.He had a decent amount of distance, but with rage fueling this girl, he wasn't going to get another shot at this."Back off!" he shouted before leaping in the air,curling into a ball and hovering there.

He spread out every part of his body once he was ready, and unleashed a powerful force pulse in all directions,knocking everything around him back.He landed and looked around to see the result.

OOC: rushed,good night folks.

 

OoC://Serious->I talked with another member about your post and uh just don't go any further if it happens again in the future.
'Nuff said.

Death->Tryin' to make me guilty here? M'kay no problem
*Twilight*->I have respect for Larxene now. I think...

BiC://
Xioimara left once she was ordered to, she still had a fresh look on her face, ears put back and her eyes had a hint of dare in them. However, she had dropped signs of aggression once Demyx had shown back up, indeed, he had some Guardian Angel unless it was just the matter that Roxas and Xioimara herself threatened to leave if Xemnas hurt Demyx. Still, now it was over and hopefully there wouldn't be anymore trouble for the day-hopefully, she wasn't up for any more fights. Enough was enough.

"YOU BASTARD! I'M GOING TO FUCKING KILL YOU!"

Xioimara perked up her ears at the sound of Larxene's voice pretty far off, for once, thankful that she couldn't see, in turn she had awesome hearing and brilliant senses of smell. She never spoke to Larxene much, Xioimara was well aware that woman had attitude, like a rabid stray mutt just waiting to sink it's teeth into your rear and rip itself off a big chunk of ass flesh to use for a chew toy. Xioimara turned herself to face the direction she thought her voice had come from but it was already starting to fade away, Xioimara tried to listen closer to see if maybe she would be able to hear Larxene once more. Or at least she thought it was Larxene-was it? Or was she just imagining things?
"You hear something?" Xioimara asked as she turned herself around to try and figure out the direction Larxene's voice had come from.

"Nada."

"Nothing?"

"Does you talking count?"

"No."

"Nope."

Xioimara didn't say anything else and dismissed the sounds she heard and continued walking by Xigbar, 'Even so, if there were trouble she would be able to take care of herself.' Xioimara tried to reassure herself-
"Hey, you listening to me?" Xigbar suddenly asked, he had been talking but Xioimara had been zoned off in her own universe, he looked at her waiting for her reaction for ignoring him but she seemed unfazed and then snapped his fingers and finally got a reaction from Xioimara. "Geez, I thought blind people were more aware of their surroundings..." He mumbled to himself.
"That's mean." Xioimara said hearing Xigbar talk to himself for a moment, she had zoned out on him and it was quietest sounds that brought her back to reality. "Ya' think Demyx just came back for the hell of it or just because he knew something would happen if he abandon us?" Xioimara asked Xigbar, "He hasn't really been getting along with anyone lately." She mentioned and went quiet.

OoC://Blocked =.='

 

OOC: Said I knew what I was doing,I didn't go into heavy detail.The fifteen year olds and below handled it well btw.good job young men and women.

 

Xaries stared at what she now recognized as Xeltic, a person she respected. She gave a small sigh at his courage and independence. Why was he trying to be so strong at the situation? Well, that's Xeltic for you; hard-headed, head-on, Xeltic. But, it was his fight. She could have easily helped him, but he was the one who escalated it. Xaries held her head down, showing her disappointment in him. Then, she shrugged and walked slowly into the darkness.

Then she stopped after a few miles of walking, and jumped into a tree. She wanted to see if anything would happen, if she really wasn't needed. She tried to blend into the darkness, where she wouldn't be seen. Also, she summoned her weapon; A tall metallic pole. It doesn't seem much, but it is very, very deadly when she uses it. Silently, she looked at the fight in the distance, so she can be there if needed, even though Xeltic said no.

While watching the battle progress, she couldn't get the image of Xeltic and the yellow-head. She shook her head, trying to concentrate on the task, but it could not be removed from her head. How dare he? With the enemy? Are you serious? She growled a bit. She would settle that later. For now, she really needed to watch, and listen for danger.

 

Larxene had charged at him without thinking...she wasn't able to think right now, even if she tried, with her blood pumping at such a level and her blood rate high in madness, as all she saw was Xeltic. Xeltic to kick. Xeltic to punch. Xeltic to kill. To take out her malevolence on him, her anger, her rage for doing what he had done, to violate her this way, and if her body wanted to throttle, murder, and end this excuse of a man, then so be it, damn it. He was looking for a fight with her, and now he was getting one tenfold after he pulled that crap. Her muscles were already tensed in need to go ballistic and hit and destroy someone with bare hands as her face frowned and resembled that of a alarmed, yet irritated tiger, darkening and tightening more than before when she began to slash and screw him over, and her teeth gritted as she ran at him in malice without stop. Not even her fatigue was able to overtake her vengeance, even more determined to have the guys' head on a silver platter. She wanted to see him suffer more. What she didn't expect, unfortunately, was for him to jump up, turn into a ball, and release some type of, what appeared to be a invisible shield, or at least transparent enough to see it, force. Yet it wasn't a defense because it was like a bubble...only able to just back objects away, and the moment it expanded towards her, it threw her off her feet and into the air, repelling her off from damaging and breaking his very existence which she wanted gone. While she was pushed rapidly in a strong pressure, her infuriated moment made her blood sizzle again, raping her whole body apart in the full emotion to the point where she let out a loud, long yell in annoyance, contempt, and aggravation as she then unleashed while in between Xeltic's attack, a thick, strike of lightning from above in the spot that she noted he was to land in, electrifying the air waves, and giving a crackling sound as another exclamation of thunder was drummed into their ears as the room gave a flash of light, before she spun herself around in mid-air, and slammed into the nearby wall this force drove her into, breaking the contact with the hard surface with her feet and hands like a balanced feline on all fours Spiderman, spiderman, does whatever a spider can...*gets shot* and let go of her weapons for it. Despite the fact that she had saved herself from most of the blow, she took a intake of breath, and winced, her body letting a pang of pain shock through her as her breathing started to get worse as she panted, her throat now thirsty from the exercise...

She was making her body go through too much, but it was something that was dismissed as the whole move of his perhaps made her raise her tantrum higher as her body shivered again in zest of seeing his blood spill, though she did see some red. NEVER. She was never going to let him escape until he was done for, blown up, for thinking that he could ever lay a hand on her. He was going to pay for all it was worth if she had to drain herself of all energy to accomplish it. When it was over, she didn't last long in getting ready to deliver another hit after her most recent lightning attack, her animosity being her gasoline that made her summon back her kunai, and go lunge at the man once more in a strangled roar when her feet touched ground, zig-zagging from side to side to confuse him as she leaped up, and was ready to perform something he had yet to see. And if she felt like it, she was going to get that little chick that popped in as well. She wasn't blind enough not to notice the other female presence and how he had settled to protect her and get her out of the way.

 

Marluxia froze solid feeling the tension coursing through her body, he knew she was exerting her strength full force, the indecent act causing her logic and common sense to be long gone. He tightened the grip of his hands and his eyes narrowed, he wasn't about to let her extend her life to the limit. Regardless if they were nobodies, regardless if they weren't supposed to have emotions, if you could call it that he cared for her as his only friend in this pitiful existence.

In a swirl of swift darkness cords he disappeared reappearing inbetween the two, "enough..." he uttered quietly conjuring forth his vines ripping up from the ground and wrapping around Larxene, at this point he was willing to hold her back even if there was a little pain. He looked her in the eyes, disappointed but actually a stern and slightly upset look in his eyes. "Sleep..." he said as some spores on the vine released a powder into her face, it wouldn't be long before it took its effect.

"As far as you..." he said in his calm but still stern tone, "you shall remove yourself from my castle as you so called claim to want to follow through with..." he said not really awaiting an answer.

 

The room had gone silent for now the members had left due to Xemnas's final orders. Demyx did not take one more glance at the chilly academist who clearly would rather have him fade off the face of the planet. He had wanted to say something back to his face or let him have it with the element he still had, but he knew he was on dangerous ground and one more slip up could mean his doom. Fate was so cruel to him and why did it always have to be to the nice guys? He just couldn't win. The only thing he kept was his life for now, but who knows when that could be taken away in a instant just like his weapon? It hurt the musician to the bottom of his soul, that Xemnas had called his sitar his weakness for it was the absoulute opposite of what it stood for that no one could fanthom. Add to his sitar being gone for who knows how long, Axel had humilated him in front of the senior members Vexen, and Xigbar and also in front of the youngest members Roxas and Xioimara. Of course he knew Axel's intentions were not to make fun, but it was the degrading fashion he did it in. He used him to show up Vexen's intelligence and Xemnas had to lecture Axel about respecting higher members? The more he pondered about what had transpired, the more it made him feel rejected and enraged inside. How dare Vexen call him the weakest member. He would get even just not now for it wouldn't serve any kind of purpose. One day that guy will be eating his own words. That day would come hopefully, but for now all the youth could do was refrain from punching the guy's eyes out or drowning him on the spot.

That cruel infuritating crazy man deserved exactly what he got from the eigth member and himself. It was time that someone stood up to him and Axel was the one to do the job since he didn't have any strikes against him at the time. This was yet another example of Xemnas's favortisism for it must of been set forth to members who could actually prove some value and worth to the superior. Roxas fell in that category as well being the key of destiny. Xemnas couldn't afford to get rid of him because he was some great value to him, along with Xioimara who seemed to be Xigbar's young apprentice of some sort. He hated to admit it, but even Vexen was valuable because of his scientific knowledge and defintely not his personaility. Zexion was one to keep around for his special skills dealing with his powers and scheming brain, Xaldin and Lexaeus for their brute strength, Luxord and his games of fate and element were not to be messed with, Xigbar with his sharp mind along with his sneaky way of easdropping and Marluxia for being one of the strongest fighters in the organization. Saix would never be rid of for his complete loyality to Xemnas and being practically devoid of any emotions and Larxene for her savage and rutlhless manner of beating an enemy till it was begging for mercy. Above all, Axel had to be one of the most valuable members because of his surperb fighting tactics and strong connection to Roxas. With all of those skills and talants it was no wonder why Vexen had called him the weakest even though the musician refused to believe that. In the end, what good was he to Xemnas? He hated fighting, he didn't have much strength compared to the others, he wasn't the most intelligent member, and physically as of now he couldn't endure any battles. What was the reason to keep him then?

Before going back to his room, he leaned down to pick up his cloak that was sprawled out on the ground and slipped it back over his shoulders having it slide down past his hips and to his ankles. Wanting to break down in tears he held his composure together and left swiftly not wanting anyone to see him in the state he was in. Xigbar was probaly already embarrased of him and he couldn't look the older one eyed man in the face any longer. As he passed by him, he kept his attention in front not looking once at Xioimara, or Roxas. The last thing he wanted was for them to think that they were stronger than him. He didn't even know if they even thought of him as a friend. All he could see in his mind was that he was ridiculed, betrayed, humilated, and lucky to have surived such an ordeal. He would not show anyone his weaknesses or his usual side anymore. Xemnas had changed him for the worst making him become cold, bitter and hating everyone in the world for how they treated him. He would remain out of everyone's way, not even talking to them about small talk no longer. Once Xemnas had taken his sitar, he had taken another part of his soul with him.

Instead of portaling out of the room like usual, Demyx feeling like a black sheep of the organization chose to walk out thinking that Xemnas could try to find another reason to get rid of him if somehow he conjured up his black void that distracted him from what offical business he had to discuss with Zexion about. Yes, he was becoming more paranoid and his rights as a nobodies were becoming more slim. What was next that Xemnas had to remove from him, all of his abilities as a nobody? He was becoming more of a slave once more, but it was better than being nothing. Turning his head to the side, he gave Xemnas one hurtful gaze of his soul being ripped apart as he walked up to the upper levels of the castle and to his room. Slamming his door open, he barged inside, shutting it harshly as his body collided onto his bed, his face buried underneath his pillows. "Fine! I see how I'm treated. I'm nothing but a slave here. I'm only here to exist and that's my purpose. Maybe it would be better if I were fade away right here and now. I'm fed up with all of them by the way they treat me like the selfish pricks they are. No one gives a damn about me!" he slammed his fists on his bed. Touching one of his injuries he bit his lower lip and clenched his teeth from the burning pain. Becoming more upset, he could not bottle up his reactions. "I'll just stay and here and die! It's going to happen eventaully. My power is decreasing by the day and once that leaves well then it's my end. My sitar is what keeps my spirit alive and without it..." He forced himself not to finish his sentence. ""Face the threat on your own you b******* and leave me out of it. I wouldn't be any help anyway. I just don't care anymore not after how you guys treated me!" He sank onto his bed, his bottled up fury and cries of desperation of help being the last thing he yelled before colliding with sheer exhausation and mournful sobbing into his pillow.