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OOC: Do you plan on letting Traxce kill Xiomiara?

BIC:

Luxord, the intruder prepping his attacks, merely took another sip of coffee and feigned laughter.

"Oh, Pastis, you slay me!" He chuckled.

OOC:
Stephan Pastis. Writer of the comic strip "Pearls Before Swine." BEST! STRIP! EVER!

 

ooc: you bring info that I don't understand. Yes, your making my finger itch with your tactics. So? rp's are not supposed to be worth 500 pages always.
plus, I don't think she'd want Xio to die. You know how people are! Unlike me, who can die anytime. All my previous rps my characters all died. Good bye!
bic:
"Heh. Who hired this freak?" Traxce said, chuckling. "Hell, forget about Dax. He'd end up being the first one killed since he's too impatient. He who slays gets slayed himself." Traxce said. "Now that wasn't shakespear."

Roxas teleported behind Daxma. Pointing a keyblade into his back. "What do you want, copy cat?"

 

OOC: >>.....<<....Okay...I think I'm starting to see a differation between you and Traxce. You don't actually intend to kill Xio, but Taxce wants to, yes?

BIC:

Sebax shurgged off the insult from Traxce. He'd not be doing his job right if he weren't called a freak five times a day.

"Excuse me, Mr. Head, first name might be the nickname for "Richard", but aren't we kinda on the smallish side of tiny, sorta lacking in memberdicular?" He asked in an offensive tone at Traxce. "Dax can get himself killed, but I know I'd like to see Dax fighting so the rest of us aren't six feet under after the war."

Luxord finished off his coffee, wiped the excess off his beard with a napkin, folded up the newspaper, and got up. He apparently still paid no mind to the fact Roxas was takeing action against the stranger.

He stood over the sink, and paused time for only a moment as to pull a single card out of thin air, a single "Beacon" mark on the face of it. He looked around, and saw Daxma, Roxas, and the others frozen. Silently, he slipped the card through Daxma's clotheing. The Beacon was intangeable for hidden use, but would soon be rejected by Daxma's system. Still, it probably wouldn't take long for Daxma to return to his base, which would lead the Organization right there.

The card was intangeable, but Luxord hands and fingers weren't. A corner of the card poked out from Daxma's side. Luxord would have to use the lock feature equiped with the card to make sure somebody decided to get smart and simply pull it out. He locked the card in place, walked back over to the sink, very careful to be in the same spot and position as before (He had had much practice with this,), and resumed time.

He left the room soon after to go into the garden. Hopefully, the young Roxas would not slay this intruder, as so the plan could go through.
OOC:
Okay, the way I'm thinking is:
Xio could get cpatured, by the Org would have a chance to rescue her if they knew where she was. That's where the beacon comes in.

It does no harm to Daxma, himself, and as prior mentioned, it will eventually be destroy inside Daxma.

Also, I'm pretty sure both Daxma and the other Org will find a card corner in Daxma's side quite interesting.

 

OOC:Soraspartanti your description of Damxa is wrong so actually read his profile.
"I actually came to,in a manner of speaking, see your newest member, now put those sticks down because they don't stand a chance against my keyblades" and on this daxma twirled around to knock roxas' two keyblades out of his hands with his own keyblades ,then grabbed him and held him up by the throat "Unlike your Counter part you can't call you oblivion or oathkeeper back" he said in a hoarse voice."I came here seeking the girl not an imature kid who seems to think he's powerful for having two fake keyblades in his hands" he said as his eye's fell upon there newest member."I'm going to give you a choice come back with me to my organisation where you will actually be respected and not envyed by boys like this" he held up roxas as he struggled.

 

Roxas held back his keyblades, Daxma missing them. He flipped backwards, dodging the grab. "Shut up!"
Traxce scoffed. "I suggest you to stop dissing and arguing cause those don't work on me!"
ooc: Daxma, thats what Roxas usually does, so don't get offended. (shut up)

 

"What?Did you take offense of the fact i called your keyblades fake??You keyblades are made from replicated memories of sora.Your keyblades are fake and thats it.Your envyious of Xiamara because you know even she, a blind girl is more powerful than you" he said keyblades pointed at Roxas."Xiamara do you want to come with me.I am also so blind so i know how you feel" he said genuinely still at a battle stance.

 

Kexiko finished adjusting her hair clip and lowered her hands. The leader and the member were just arguing over tactics. It was kind of annoying to her. "So what are we going to do then?" she asked flatly.

 

"Were gonna leave it at this.Guerrilla war tactic, kill Xio off at this very moment. Teleport whenever you like." Traxce said, waving, teleporting away.

"How'd you get that information? From your oh so wonderful powers?" Roxas's expression changed from anger to amusement. "Ha! You only want to get people in your organization because your not popular!"

"Slam...Dunk!" Traxce smiled, his fist into an anonimous's members back.

Roxas sensed a portal apearing behind him, and he jumped up, gliding away. "Guerilla war tactics! Were under attack!" He landed, beside Xio. He slashed out his two keyblades, and the battle began.

 

"Insults to hid your fear...I know this because your heart rate through the roof.Your keyblades are as affective as the struggle bat you used to use.Roxas you can't talk about friendship because unless you've had a mental break down boy, your a nobody.The trivial thing between you and Axel isn't friendship merely what you'd call mutual non-hatred" he saw the portal appear behind roxas "I see that Traxce is as sutile as always" he said as a circle of keyblades appeared around him."Now Roxas these are keyblades" he said as the keyblades flew at roxas pinning him against the wall opposite the portal.

 

"Daxma. Whatcha want now?" Traxce smiled, spotting his violent headstrong aquaintance. He levitated upwards, and landed- on his poisonous boat. "We can talk later, dude. Lets just take these guys out."

Roxas stepped to the side, the keyblades missing. "Whatcha say, Daxma?" He said, smiling. He shot a pierce of light at Traxce.

Traxce sailed forwards, dodging the light. "Here we go.."

 

OoC://Whoa whoa guys slow down with the posting please. Try to wait for like LotO to post.

 

OoC://Mhhm, later in the RP. Much later. I have a few plans. I would want them to capture her. Yes, indeed, and keep her prisoner. But I don't her killed to much time later. Now quit breakin' dishes with each other.
Base->Random shizz. Daxma and Roxas are arguing.

All u'z->Xioimara is not there. She is with Marluxia in the garden, trying to find out the truth about Marluxia.

 

Sebax rolls his eyes and sighs. "Here we go again!" he sighed half-heartedly as he faded into darkness to appear moments later in the Gardens of the Organization's base.

He kept his hood up, faceing Marluxia, but not really targeting Xiomiara too offensively. He beated his chest madly and grunted with the sounds of an angry primate before realizing something.

"Hey, Trax, there a diff between GER-illa and GO-Rilla?" He asked rather bluntly, sounding almost stupid, even though he was way smarter than that.

Before the answer could have reached Sebax's ears however, Luxord walked into the gardens, adding one to two against one.

Luxord looked upon Sebax with minor interest. "I gratify you don't know you do not acknowledge that one should never join a Poker table where his opponents are shareing in the winnings." Luxord spoke in gambling Jargon, makeing a hand of cards appear within moments.

"What's the point when you know it's all going to one, not one for all." Sebax retorted humoursly, forcing his own weapon to appear in his left-hand, and because of Marluxia, made another, similiar, weapon appear in the other hand. The second was much like the first, except that it resembled a hooked-note, instead of a single count one, the hook end makeing it look like a rough scythe. "Bring it." He sneered as he swaying on the spot, getting into his stance.

OOC: Okay. Marly isn't just gonna go:
"hits Sebax with his scythe, killing him." or some other quick-death deal. Truth is, I want Sebax to live to see himself being the leader of the second Org, since Spartan is planning on killing Traxce sometime.

How it is going to go is yet to be decided by Hellkitten.


Since I control Luxord, he'll come into attack every now and again. However, his main purpose is protecting Xio, from Sebax and the others.

 

OOC: Uh...first answer me this...is the Organization being attacked?

BIC: Marluxia turned around and stared at Sebax, "a little overconfident if I do say so myself..." he said before bringing his voice down to a whisper that only Xioimara could hear. "We will discuss this together...just the two of us in private alright?" he said with a slight grin, "right now we have more important things at hand..." he said summoning his scythe.

 

OOC: Yeah. Traxce sorta started things with Daxma, and that led up to a battle at the castle that never was.

Sebax had two blades, and can fight quite well with them, but the one that isn't the scythe is pretty much for when Luxord sends out cards and other such distractions.

BIC:

"Hello! Nobody with control over sound and convient super-hearing over here!" Sebax blurted out, still in his swaying stance. "I can hear you, and alot further than that Mr. Aeirth."

 

OoC://I'm not quiet sure myself, two are attacking I know.

As for the bold I will use italics then.

BiC://
Xioimara sensed Sebax and suddenly felt cornered. "Just don't try anything stupid or I go into kill mode." She whispered back to him, backing up by his side, growling lowly at Sebax.
"Go away..." She growled.
Xigbar left everyone else, he slowly eyed Marluxia and Xioimara, but soon noticed that Sebax had come to the garden. He started to grow nervous.
"Stay away from her..." He growled lowly even though Sebax couln't hear him. Or see him for that matter. He stood ready at a moment's notice for anything.

 

OOC: Alright...so then...you ask a question right?

BIC: Marluxia grinned, "fair enough...until later..." he said turning back to Sebax, "you must have some sort of death wish fool...I would be happy to be your grim reaper to your grave..." he said grinning sadisticly.

 

"Listen buddy, I ain't lettin' you or your scythe anywhere near my Graveyard." Sebax barked in a hinting tone, perhaps useing an analogy of some kind. Sebax turned to see Xigbar now stareing him down as well.

"Wow...that'd be" Sebax lifts his head in a moment of thought, but not letting down his guard, "Eight eyes, two that don't work, and one with an eyepatch, so...that'd be....five eyes on me right now?" Sebax went on thinking. he then shook his head of the distraction.

Luxord sneered at Sebax's smarmy attitude. "I think the lad doth protest too much." Luxord enunciated reciting Shakespear, with a minor alteration.

OOC: Going off. May not come back tonite. If I don't, I may not come back for a while. If this happens, I am now ensureing Hellkitten Godrights over Sebax and Luxord, but only so that he may escape and NOT die, and I'll let her deicded how the fight goes.

That's only IF I don't come back by 10:30 PM EST.

 

Xioimara started to become stiff and raised her tail, snarling.
"Get out of here!" She started to say, and staggered forward. "I may be blind but you stand out. Stand out of every other scent." She started to say, her blood starting to rush. "I'll maul you where you stand if you dare as lay a hand on Marluxia or Xigbar!" She threatened.
Xigbar didn't do anything. He didn't say or do anything. He just stood waiting. If anything happened that harmed Xioimara, then he would take action. He didn't much give a damn about Marluxia.

OoC://Aiight.

 

OOC: Ah alright...

BIC: Marluxia looked around, "no one is laying a hand on her...she is far too valuable to me..." he thought to himself taking a defensive position to protect her despite wanting to be on the offensive.