.::.Build Your Cages.::.

Marluxia watched her seem to just relax and fall into the comfort of his soft bed, "rest...we have much work to do when you awake...much to discuss..." he said softly taking her hand in his and rubbing it slightly before releasing it realizing she had fallen asleep completely. He stood up and walked over to his window, sighing as the view of course was rather different than the one he was accustomed to seeing from his castle.

His thoughts were shuffled around when he managed to hear Axel's voice come through the lining of his door. He rubbed his temples, true enough he had something to ask and learn possibly from Axel, however he wasn't sure if he truly wished to know the answer from one of the people he loathed most other than Xemnas himself in this pitiful Organization.

Regardless, his eyes turned once again to Larxene who was asleep, and he did not wish for her to awake due to some squabble with Axel through the door. He walked over slowly, opening the door, stepping out and closing it, he looked at Axel who seemed to display a look of annoyance at the matter as well. Letting out a sigh he spoke softly, "forgive I am unable to invite you into my room...however I am taking care of Larxene...and likewise would like my room to stay rather vacant due to the numerous intrusions of late..."

He knew Axel didn't mind, nor did he care, however he wanted to make sure he had become rather stern against such actions for the future and present. He put his had to his chin in thought, this time bringing and dragging up what he had wanted to ask earlier, "ah yes...this notion by Xemnas...rather odd..." he said staring blankly ahead. "It seemed to me rather interesting to condemn my castle...true there were interuptions there...however soon they will realize where to make the next set..."

This time he let his eyes meet Axel's, "Would you perhaps have a better understanding of what is going on here...our great superior managed to leave that little bit out...and you just know how I despise being left in the dark about things going on that could include me in them..."

 

ooc: they arent in the castle. they are in one of the dark voids of toxyns own doings. *facepalm* no one listen ~_~
akua, u might have to edit that one a little....

bic: "I apologize, my words may have been to rash. I merely mean that if anyone puts up a fight, then do what you can to drive them out" Dustix said with a smile. "At the moment, that castle needs to be within our possesion, or else I fear that we might not be able to get our other members back. You do understand, don't you?" Dustix asked Xengla

 

Axel seem suspicious over Marluxia not inviting him into his room, but he had recalled that the graceful assassin had explained his reason. Who knows Larxene and Marluxia could of been doing who knows what in there. He didn't want to know. It was not his business and he had learned not to invade some else's privacy especially since they had called the superior to handle the matters. He only inteferred because they had an enemy in their mists. Nothing else mattered after that.


Unsure if he should let him know about his spy connections the pyro felt he didn't have anything to lose. Still he was a bit paranoid over the whole sitation and decided to keep that information to himself. If they didn't trust each other then why even offer him information? Axel knew that the pinked haired gardener may have reasons and would be skeptical of why he had to leave his domain. He had every right.

"The last intrusion to your room was because you were talking to one of our enemies and I guess I wanted to lend some kind of assistance. Don't worry Xeltic will pay for what he did to Larxene, but I am glad that you are taking care of her. I may not trust you, but I know that you will not let anyone harm her." He replied nonchantly. "It seems that the superior has left me in the dark as well. However I have my ways of gaining information." His smile crossed his lips as if he up to something, but let that hint fade away as he leaned against Marluxia's door to get comfortable there. "Vexen has some kind of invention that he is not allowing anyone to see hidden in his basement which if I know Vexen, keeps the lab locked from prying eyes and it may have done something to our home. I figure that since that thing has been there there is something familar, but not familar with our home. Something different which may also include Castle Oblivion. I tested this theory out by The surges of power were sniffed out concerning some nosy certain intruders lurking around which is why the power houses Xaldin and Lexaeus were sent out to deal with. I felt no presences of them being eminated so I assume they must of escaped. The enemy being in our territory must have motivated the superior to finally take some kind of action instead of taking more prisoners." His eyes finally met Marluxia's as he uncrossed his arms wondering what the flower boy was pondering over this new information and what he has motives were.


"I don't think I can trust the superior as now. Something just doesn't feel right. Though I know that everyone us is valuable to him which is why he would keep you around. I sense for the variable power levels I am feeling that we might be engaged in some kind of war. Like you I don't like to be left in the dark. I can be your eyes."

 

(OOC: I'm going to assume it's real late or early morning like 1am or something?)


It was useless. His body was not letting him get one wink of sleep. It just wasn't the same sleeping on the couch compared to his nice warm bed. The room he was in was vast and spacious from the eye to see that had a creepy notion to it. It did not feel warm and snug like his bedroom, extremely inviting and pleasure; his sanctuary from the chaos of the organization. Wishing he had his sitar, he could easily pacify himself to sleep with a few ballads helping him keep his mind at ease. That was not an option for it was elsewhere locked away awaiting for its true owner to rescue it. No matter how much he wanted to he had a feeling that Xemnas held some power over it and that if he did find it, it could easily be taken away again. No, he had to earn it and that was easier said then done. How could he earn it back if he couldn't fight without it? Sure he could summon his element without the aide of his instument, but it just wasn't the same. His sitar was in his soul, the music it produced and created with his lively words and simple calm touches of each varierty of string meant nothing like no other. What sort of task could he a failure impress the Superior of the organization with? It just wasn't fair, but life wasn't and that was just the way things were. Pulling back his blanket, he grumbled hearing the voices of the senior menbers seated in the kitchen at the table he presumed. Couldn't those seniors keep down their racket and what was Xaldin so cross about? The windbag had no reason to complain? Did he get beat by someone from the other organization? What the hell was going on so late anyway? Starring back into the darkness he was interupted from a sorceror that had handed him a note. Taking the note, he read the latest news rising his eyebrows that what had taken place. "What? Now I'm stuck here for sure," he sighed crinkling up the wad of paper and tossing at the sorcerror's head. "The boss is so what's the word paranoid?" he looked away giving the lower servant a disturbed look signaling for it to leave. The sorcerer had done its work informing him of the new agenda leaving him in a foul mood. "This is so unfair. I don't see anyone attacking us? I will never understand anything that goes around here," he shrugged his shoulders taking light of the situation.

Deciding to get up from his spot on the couch to see what the commotion was about, he left his blanket sprawled out as he wandered down the halls towards the kitchen, his bare chest nearly exposed from the wrap of the sheek black robe that had loosened when he arose. Scratching the back of his neck, his footsteps were soft as they echoed down the hall. Yawning he stepped into the kitchen his hair a bit messed up as if he had rolled out of bed. Getting a glass of water for himself, he carried it with him and sat in his seat at the table drinking it gradually. Looking up at the three senior members, he noticed the clock on the wall that read close to the next day. Sighing out loud, he layed his head on the table trying to stay awake the best he could as he looked at the crumbs of the bananna nut muffin on Vexen's plate. Perking his head up a bit, he arched his neck to the left and right getting the kinks out of it. Next he drummed his fingers on the table in a bored fashion as he watched them eat their food. Not knowing what was going on with those three, he opened his mouth slightly took another gulp from his water and spoke in a tired manner. "So what are you guys still doing up? Don't you know what time it is? I'm trying to sleep down here and you guys are blabbing away without a care in the world and Xaldin seemed to be very defensive over something," his eyes peered at the whirlwind lancer. "So what are you so upset about anyway?" He waited for his answer starring at Lexaeus this time. "And where the hell have you been? Causing earthquakes again with your massive weight?" he chuckled drinking the rest of his water, his attention focusing on Vexen, his tone serious. "And don't forget I forgot about you. You put some lame purple shield over your lab so no one can get in there and mess up whatever you made. It was a good thing Axel stole one of your potions and gave it to me because you didn't and you're an ass for telling me to drop dead. I won't forget that," he pointed at him raising up his hand and getting the scientist wet. "That's only the beginning iceman," he stretched out his feet on the table being the younger member self indulged in his remarks testing to see how the older ones would deal with his lack of manners from being tired, annoyed, and bothered by the grave news that stripped him of his freedom.

 

Xengla composed herself and looked at the ground calmly. "Yes....I'll try my best......sir." Maybe she could gain control through peaceful means. Great...I wonder how this will go. Just walk in and ask the sultan, "Hey there, sir! May I please borrow the use of this fabulous palace of yours? I'm not sure what's going to happen to you, but I'll get back to you on that! :D" Pssh.....yeah right...>_>

 

With the arrival of the nuisance, each senior member had tried keeping their calm and not losing the patience they all tried keeping.Xaldin was already in an annoyed state, and didn't want to skewer anyone like boar.Lexaeus was to remain his usual self, and to observe, acting only when the time was right.

As for Vexen..he, surprisingly, tried ignoring the guy up until the insults had been thrown at he and his companions.

And,Vexen was a little irritated finding that Demyx could not get over it.The sheer idiocy this guy showed was mind blowing, and studying him would give more of a headache than knowledge.For now, he chewed his muffin and tried ignoring him.

And then..the b*stard threw water on him.

Vexen immediately stood up, knocking his chair back and summoning his blade of ice, heading directly for Demyx in a brisk, furious hurry.He raised his blade up high and planned to slice his head clean off, then send it to himself in a wrapped box.That was until..

"Vexen!" the Lancer stood up quickly, booming his voice toward the Academic, urging him to stop.Naturally, Vexen obliged, but kept his glare on Demyx as he lowered his weapon.But Xaldin..he wouldn't have it anymore.He was already frustrated enough with the choice Xemnas had made, but even if it was for a good reason it was still a chance for them to gain more power.

And now this punk had entered insulting his companions? In his presence!?No.Hell no.

Slowly, Xaldin moved around the table and stopped a few steps away from Vexen.All eyes were on Demyx, and each pair didn't show the slightest bit of amusement."I am going to speak for each and all of us and explain something to you, Nocturne brat." he said quietly, but with enough fury and rage to make Lexaeus think twice of cutting in."Whatever I am annoyed about is none of your business, so don't bother asking since I am not your friend, not your anything.I despise you.We all do.Now,Vexen had not assisted you because when behavior like this comes about, he must wonder..why help this idiot?Clearly he has no reason at all since it's apparent that Axel had stolen from his lab, so don't expect any special treatment's from him.Understood?Good. but Xaldin wasn't done there, he had to catch his breath and go over what Vexen had told him before the dunce arrived.

This kind of rudeness was something he expected from Axel, hell, even Larxene..but this idiot had the nerve of coming in, insulting Lexaeus, butting into his own business, and splashing water on Vexen?

"You are an immature buffoon who couldn't stop crying over your silly little weapon, and here you are trying to be someone your not.A tough guy.Listen closely because I will not repeat myself after this.We hate you..we all do.If Xemnas had only given the order to wipe you from existence I'd have done it without hesitation.You are useless.You hinder everything we do.You are nothing but a pawn, and your replaceable, so don't test me further, or anyone else in this room for that matter, because I've just given you a few more minutes to live." he looked at Vexen for a moment, who was still clutching onto his blade and growing highly irritated.

Lexaeus' eyes were wide open and gazing over toward Demyx.He was..disappointed with this new found attitude given, and did not appreciate the comment about weight.He was strong, he was large, he was trying his best to be on good terms with everyone he knew.But Demyx was crossing a very thin line, and he wouldn't back him up this time.

He nodded toward Xaldin and looked back toward Demyx, waiting for his ally to continue.

Well..Xaldin nearly summed it up for him.Vexen held onto his icy blade and began wondering if he should just go and report him.--No.No, he wouldn't run to Xemnas about something like this.Demyx would get what was coming to him, and with all odds against him, and even weaponless, he didn't stand a chance.

Xaldin had said plenty of what needed to be said to this loser, but he needed to get the point across.He wasn't one to argue with..or to even stand against unless you were on good terms with him.He was already impatient before, but the boiling point was reached minutes ago. "You are a disgrace to this Organization, and I'm sure half of the people in this Organization had wished you dead in the battle with the Nameless.Nothing positive has come from you being with us, and so far, I am starting to like Larxene a lot more than you.At least she has a brain!"

So...he had been warned.Now to get him out.

A single Lance came down from the ceiling and Xaldin caught it without even looking.He held onto it tightly with his right hand and pointed it toward Demyx."I'd love to destroy you now..but I am merciful, unlike Vexen, who would love nothing better than to watch you die a painful death.." he gritted his teeth and gave the Nocturne a heavy, piercing stare."Then again...Why don't I just kill you now to save us all the trouble?No one in this room would help you..not even Lexaeus, one of the kindest in this group.Unless you want to die by our hands, I suggest you get back to your damn room, and sleep.But be sure to keep one eye open because you may never know when I'll pay a visit.Now run away and cry..that's what your best at,isn't it?"


And that was it..the tension had never been at it's highest as it had been now.Xaldin was burning,Vexen was just as furious, and Lexaeus would let them do what they wished.He couldn't defend someone who intentionally tried setting someone off like he had.
But the funny part was that everyone in the room agreed with what Xaldin had been saying, though excluding Lexaeus..who didn't truly 'hate' the guy..but rather disliked him as of now.

 

(OOC: Those two are nothing but bullies. LOL I'm going to enjoy this. And yes Demyx can summon his element without the use of his sitar people. *rubs hands together*)

Just as expected and the reason for him to hold two accountable for onto a list of others he would see never getting their hearts back. How could these jerks be so cruel? Demyx was purposely testing them and just as he predicted they all failed. The senior members were a bore to him talking like such hypocrites in a way, but then again all the members were. It was entertaining in a way to see what snide remarks would come out of their mouths. Pushing Vexen near the edge and having the scientist want to attack him was what the nocturne had expected and upon this action he snapped his fingers signaling his dancers and some dusks to take on the first assault if there had been one. Taking his feet off the table he stood up being fully alert. "For someone who is supposed to be so cold you really do have a hot temper when insulted. You should be used to the fact that none of us younger members respect you," he held up his hand commanding a dancer to be close to the shield protecting himself in the meantime while keeping his distance. Luckily the dancer did not have to sacrifice its life for Xaldin had stopped Vexen. As he listened to Xaldin he couldn't help, but roll his eyes from his speech. He knew Xaldin dispised him. It wasn't anything new to him at all. Let him waste his breath of needless words until he was blue in the face. If there was anything that Demyx knew about the members it was to be cautious, but also stand your ground in order to surive against your enemies and currrently Vexen and Xaldin were his enemies for threatening his life. Smiling he sighed not showing any fear at the moment for he would never live it down if he ran away like they expected. No, it was time to face these brutes and leave them with their mouths open. He would teach them to ever judge him again especially by appearances.

"I didn't know you were Vexen's parrot Xaldin. Can't he speak for himself or is he so wet that he's shivering? Wake up! We're all replaceable especially ones that threaten other members' lives and if you touch me you're going to have to watch out for Axel and the boss. You see the superior sent me a note and warned me of what is happening and he can't afford to lose me right now. He's going to need all the help he can get and you know it. My element is very powerful and it is the essential of life. Without it you all would perish." He stood straight and bold looking up at the taller member, critisism creeping itno his voice. "I'm sure you would of loved to get rid of me for good, but you see that's never going to happen. Roxas proved it and so did Xioimara. Roxas was willing for the boss to kill him too if something happened to me and we all know how important Roxas is to the boss right?" he rose his eyebrows keeping his focus on Xaldin.

"You're nothing, but talk so go ahead and strike me down. We'll see what happens to you rather quickly once word spreads that I'm gone, but"... His azure orbs slanted to narrow slits as he summoned forth his water, "You're not going to get the chance for I can still cause damage without the use of my weapon that could cause you and the old kook a definate hearing loss and make your eardrums bleed or even explode," his voice had deepened and he remained deadly serious his dancers ready upon his command to attack if need be. "You can't get rid of me that easily like you think because there is more to me then meets the eye," he summoned forth his water in a display, errupting up hot steam from the ground nearly scorching them with its scalding intense vapors. Now being protected by his wall of boiling water shooting forth he let his voice be heard. "That crack about me being worse then Larxene is not going to fly with me either. She fought that creep Xeltic till her body nearly gave out all because of her damn pride and you call that smart? Boy are you guys dumb. Being smart is someone who can walk away and admit defeat for a period of time. Showing fear is a sign of delayed wisdom for I'm not stupid to nearly get myself killed like her, but that's Larxene for ya. She has to prove something because she is a female and reality shes scared to death inside. Lame I know, but you two are the lamest since you can't touch me right now and couldn't without getting severe burns from it," he pointed at them, his hand reaching through the water to prove his point that any water temperature did not affect him. "So how does it feel to be the outside looking in? How does it feel to be helpless right now? When I do get my sitar back which will be soon hopefully if we have a fight on our hands, you two better shut your mouths or I'll do something so unbelieving painful you'll wish you never ticked me off. Maybe drowing will be a suitable demise. I don't know. I haven't thought about that yet, but it will be devastating since water is indeed more dangerous then wind or ice. Yeah I'm not this navie scared mouse you think Iam. There is a reason why I'm part of the notorious organization and let's just say I'm not who you think I'am. Ask Axel. He can give you details of what I'm capable of." Gazing at Lexeaus he didn't have any hatred towards him and knew how strong the power house was so leaving his promise at that, he signaled for his dancers to surround them in case any harm would come to him. With another snap another dancer returned with his cloak. Quickly placing it over what he was wearing, he wore it to protect himself against their elements if they decided to be stupid enough to retailate. If they were to battle, one of his options was in the castle talking to another and he would call upon him if need be. Demyx did not have his weapon, but he would last well enough to know when to keep progressing or back down for the time being until he did have an advantage. Placing his hand down, the steam dissapated slowly and he jumped on the table preparing for their next move keeping his distance from them as his dancers closed in ready to attack once commanded to. "So what is it going to be?" the agile youth picked up a chair and held it in his arms ready to strike them with it, his grip destroying the wood from the intense water pressure forming around him. "Are you going to be stupid enough to fight me and have your flesh peel off your bones or am I going to have to call Axel and you can truly see what a true fighter and executioner can do?" he held the chair in one hand and lifted up his hand in a fist for another summoning of his dancer to the exact location to where Axel was to inform him of what was happening. "Come on," he edged him forward gesturning his hand at Vexen knowing he would be the first to lose it from what he showed earlier. "Make my night," steam burst again, a geyser spraying himself as the water absorbed into him giving him more strength to endure and power to release.

 

OOC: I hope, water mage, that you are aware that Xaldin is the second strongest member after Xemnas, so you better hope Demyx won't get killed >.>. And just to say I'm not pulling this out of nowhere:

http://www.kingdomhearts3.net/interviews/

Otherwise, I don't know whether to post as Xemnas to start the meeting, or let this go on for a few posts ^^;. The thread has been slow on action.

 

Marluxia nodded quietly, "wonderful...not many will lend me there eyes these days...nor there trust...you will not be disappointed..." he spoke softly. "Then again Xemnas himself might explain and tell us straight out himself at some point...probably a meeting..." he said in thought, "however as usual he will probably forget to relay the whole story..."

He stood for a moment quietly in thought, before once again speaking, "if you could though...keep me updated on anything special you find...and I shall do the same for you...seeing as neither of us likes being left in the dark..." he said with a nod. "But for now...let us rest...I feel the time will reveal itself soon..." he said opening his door. He nodded again in a dismissing gesture and reentered his room closing and locking the door.

He glanced over at Larxene who still seemed to be lost in a deep sleep, letting out a sigh figuring he might once again have to relay to her once again what was happening if Xemnas did indeed plan to have a meeting now. Once again the fact of having to abandon Castle Oblivion, even for a short period of time, allowed a great annoyance to fall upon him. He felt some gestures, even though they may be or seem like they are to the benefit of the whole Organization, made him feel like Xemnas was returning the hatred feeling.

He walked over sitting down on the edge of the bed and looked out the window, "soon...I shall change what has happened here...." he spoke quietly, "soon it shall be Castle Oblivion that is the only headquarters that will be standing...."

 

OoC://Oh my God-I will die if I dare to read all of this.

Cryptic metaphor...

 

OOC: Of course not Twilight :P..but go ahead and start that meeting, I'm not doing this since I know how the whole fight is going to go, so I won't be dealing with it.

With Demyx not getting the fact that no one cared about what he had to say, both Vexen and Xaldin were about to try a new tactic.And..hopefully this tactic will work from now, until forever.

Ignoring the Ignorant one.


God...he wasn't going to bother with this hard-headed excuse of a Nobody.Now finding peace in completely releasing all his anger, Xaldin glanced over at Vexen, ignoring the vapor around him."What's said is said..so,you said something about a new kind of Elixir you've begun developing?" he asked, remembering how Vexen and Lexaeus begun discussing it while he tried calming down.

With the threat of 'deadly, horrible, powerful' steam rising, Vexen chose to shake his head at the entire little speech given and looked toward Lexaeus, beckoning him to head over toward them.He had gotten up, and as he approached with a stone look on his face as usual, Vexen looked back at Xaldin."Yes, it can increase your elements for a good deal of time..I'm still working out the flaws, but it should be ready soon enough.Care to test?" he smirked, nodding toward the door with a bit of eagerness.Vexen had, so far, only tested it on himself.He wanted to see if Wind or Earth had better luck.

As the two discussed an Elixir that was currently Vexen's new project, Lexaeus began to recall Demyx' speech.There were..things he did admit he could agree with, but mostly he was to say he didn't like.He missed the old Demyx, not the fake one that was making him hot under the collar with 'steam'.

He wished Zexion had replaced Demyx upon entering..maybe things wouldn't have gotten so bad.

"Hm..little else to do now.Lead the way.." the Lancer smirked back, always ready to increase his power at any chance given.With Roxas being near his level, he had always wondered if the young man could actually defeat him.He wanted to see if he could become more than what he was now, as he was already someone Xemnas could rely upon, but not exactly his 'right-hand man'.Saix was probably the one that could take that position as of now.

But mostly..Vexen working on something that could benefit everyone again? No one knew when this opportunity would come again.

Vexen nodded and turned around, heading out with Xaldin right behind him.When they had left the room, they felt much cooler, and even a bit refreshed.It was like they had been in a sort of..Sauna.

Maybe that loser DID have his uses.

Lexaeus stayed behind shutting his eyes again and began wondering about plenty of things such as: What did Xaldin see in Xeltic? Why did Roxas and Xioimara defend Demyx at all?What did Xemnas plan on doing next? So many questions, so few answers at this time.

For now, he was hot, and wanted to see Vexen's 'Elixir' to perhaps kill some time.He gave Demyx one last glance of question before turning around and following the other two out.

 

ooc so...everyone was in the kitchen?


Zexion got bored of watching the machine and since he thought the dusk was enough to protect it and that he could sense if anyone new came into the lab that he would leave to get something to eat. While standing in the hallway he saw steam come out of the room along with Vexen, Xaldin, and Lexaeus. Deciding that something bad had happen due to the seem and their facial expressions, Zexion went into kitchen and saw a mad Demyx; the source of the steam. "What did the others say to get you...steamed up?" He asked, knowing it would of been best to keep his mouth shut and remain invisible as he had been doing most of the day.

 

[OOC: Xaldin may be the second strongest, but he is also the cheapest. Ha ha. get it? Axel wasn't even imtimidated by him even though the whirl wind lancer threw his lance at his head]

Axel nodded his head slowly as he observed the graceful assassin speak his words. He knew that the flower haired wonder wanted refuge in Castle Oblivion, but for now he had to stay out of it. The flurry did not trust him, but he was in fact partnered with him so they would have to get along. In some sort of way he thought he could see some kind of understandment from the flower lover. He particularly didn't hate this guy as much as he thought he had preceived them as. After all a nobody could be defined as a being that had its own free will and could think on his own whether it was against the regulations or within them. Axel could relate to it in some way. His trust for Xenmas was slowly deterioating since he was after all keeping himself concealed from a select few of the organization. Having to rely on his own servants could be a pain at some time. The flame dancer relayed a yawn not from the conversing that was being done, but by the time which to his standard was probably late. Even so the chakram wielder could not just get any shut eye especially when the eve of the castle might be treated in some sort of ambush without warning. He needed to stay awake which is why he wanted to eat something. His eyes half lidded, though he forced his body to stay awake by pinching himself in the arms, he watched Marluxia dimiss him as he moved away from his door oddly close the door and then lock it. Axel forced back a smirk as it seem that now he had another one to play in his game.
The graceful assassin was still one of them and he would be treated fairly until the scyme master would double cross them. After that then Axel would then show him no mercy. "Don't worry you will not disappointed. Your castle is protected so I don't think you should feel that uncomfortable here. Just take care of Larxene. Also stay on your guard. I doubt we will get any sleep tonight," he replied a little loudly hoping that the pink haired schyme carrier had heard the last of what he had to say.

Once that was done he twirled his hand upwards progressing a portal that he gradually stepped into and found himself into the other side which led to the kitchen. His half lidded tired eyes widen a bit as he observed an angry Demyx on the table as if in defense from a distant. For a moment didn't know what to make of this, but glancing at the seats he noticed Vexen, Xalidin, and Lexaeus there as well. Realization struck that perhaps the senior members were provoking or belittling the musicain as the flurry could see steam radiating from his hands which led to the chair. Were they picking him again? Sometimes Axel couldn't understand these bullies at times. Did they get pleasure of doing this or were they merely testing him. Judging by Xalin's body langauge Axel noticed the tension rising and the gripped lance in his hand fierce. Leveling his eyes to lay on Vexen he saw that the same seem to appear on him as well. Axel's eyes darken as he hadn't forgotten this was the same individual that had refused to treat Demyx which had caused his insanity in the first place. Moving a step forward he scoffed as he looked at the ice sculptor holding his weapon. He could take him down easily since his element could melt it, but then it would result in another liquid that he hated. Lexaeus was doing nothing in the meantime. Before the flurry could step in and do something they suddenly left. "What a bunch of cowards however I will find out what this was all about. It is a good thing I have my assassins that do the work for me."[/I]"Oh no, you don't." thinking quickly he followed Lexaeus stopping him right in his tracks since he was slower moving, hoping he could reason with him.

"So where do you guys think you are going? You do know it is impolite to provoke anger towards us younger members. From his standard I take you guys as cowards. What the hell happened? I sense you guys promoted a fight and not even following through? When have you ever been a follower to them? You hate Vexen from what I remember. Well you and Zexion do. So how did the fight go with Xeltic?" Axel didn't like shoot questions like this to him, but felt he needed to know about as he stood with his hands crossed not wanting to get confronational with the Silent Hero. Lexaeus was one of the nicest of the two so he didn't think he would find any problem speaking with him.

Reverting his eye for a second he noticed Zexion and acknowledged him in a friendly matter as he then kept his concentration on Lexaeus. Sure Axel could of confronted both Xaldin and Vexen, but he would find out what the older member knew first.
(OOC: I had to edit my post twice now....)

 

OOC: Yeah,Xaldin is totally cheap.It's not like he hides behind firewalls and strikes when you least expect it.It's not like he creates water clones you need to defeat in ten seconds before you can hit the idiot.I mean, it's not like Xaldin is the one that actually does some damage instead of hiding behind clones or a fire wall.

Not at all.He RARELY attacks without hiding behind anything,right?So cheap of him to actually do something.And what does power have to do with Axel not flinching anyway?All anime tough guys do that,big deal.

...Can he ever get a break,EVER?

Lexaeus stopped as requested, trying to keep his patience.He wanted to be done with it all, and he'd have liked to not speak on the subject anymore.Xaldin and Vexen hated Demyx, what was he supposed to do about it?Being the nice guy that Lexaeus is, he listened, and when the time came he answered."You've misunderstood.It was Demyx who had entered the kitchen, commenting on Xaldin's attitude, my weight, and once again provoking Vexen.Have you ever noticed he's done nothing to both you and Demyx physically? He may not like you, but he shows some amount of respect." he watched as Xaldin and Vexen headed for the lab, getting farther and farther away from him.

He didn't have anything against Axel personally, but the way he was suddenly watching out for someone other than Roxas sort of disturbed him.

And then he remembered another set of insults toward a senior member..did they ever learn?

"I do not hate Vexen, as I've got no reason to as of yet." Vexen had done nothing to him, nor anyone recently.In fact, he was actually being a bit nicer ever since he completed his latest work.Xemnas was pleased as far as he knew."I've done a great deal of listening, and maybe now its time I've spoken.Vexen didn't help Demyx, because Demyx had given him no reason to.First, both you and he had come barging into his lab and tossed him aside,physically." Boy was he glad Vexen told him this or he'd have no idea what he was talking about.Vexen had no reason to lie anyway. " And second, because Demyx had clearly provoked Vexen and myself minutes ago..but he also threw water on Vexen, when Vexen had done nothing to provoke him during the time he ate.The fight was started by Demyx, it ended with us."

Satisfied with his answers, Lexaeus moved around Axel and proceeded toward Vexen's lab,hoping to catch up with the other two.All that was said was said in the hopes that they'd see the error in their ways and grow up already."And Axel..the next time you decide to insult another member by giving a poor excuse to do so, just remember that you've been bringing it all upon yourself and Demyx.Change soon." he said while walking off.

 

New Clothes. Hair cut. Face lighter.
Xaries had changed. A lot. Her face was lit. She had a smile on her face. Bangs covered her eyes. If someone knew her, and they looked closely, they would know it was her. But no one would look that close. Right?

Xaries was on top of a mountain, watching the sights of the Pride Lands. It was good to be free. No one was following her, and no one would recognize her.

Life was good.

 

(OOC: *Shakes head and face palms* Oy....)

Demyx saw Zexion and not seeing him as a threat, he calmed down a bit, relaxing his powers as the steam halted. Tossing the chair away from him, he jumped off the table glad that the three stooges were gone. "Those guys hate me and hope I will get killed by the nameless. They say I'm a disgrace to the organization and useless in every way, but I showed them tonight that I'm not and I'm much more then meets the eye. I'm sick of them putting me down and judging me. They are no better off themselves and with their cocky attitudes they all will one day meet their demise," he stated boldly remaning serious. "I mean I thought that Xaldin was going to attack me for sure, but instead they retreated maybe they are in some sort of trouble I hope," he eyed the cloaked schemer with uneasiness, wondering what he would say to him. Knowing it wasn't his place to ask, he yawned and punched his hand into his other trying not to let the three senior members get to him. "I mean what do they want from me Zexion? Everyone sees me as a wimp and a nothing except for a few, but when I do reveal another side of my personaility they get offended and frown upon that. I don't get it?" he shrugged his shoulders, bringing his other personaility under the surface. "What am I doing wrong? I'm entitled to be this way especially at the likes of those bullies," he crossed his arms pouting.

Gazing at Axel he unfolded his arms and starred up at the older youth, greatful that the fire wielder had intervened on his behalf. At least Axel could protect him if the situtation arose again. "Axel do me a favor and deal with Vexen and Xaldin the next time they threaten me again. I'm afraid if I do it I could be skewered by Xaldin's lances or lectured and threated again by Vexen. So what if he created a machine. Big deal. That's all he can do. Without his intellect he would be useless too. Something has got to be done about them, but I don't know when to approach them again? I mean I nearly lost it because I was pushed to the brink of my limits of conversing with those jerks. Man I would like to see someone take out Vexen and Xaldin. Lexeuas is okay I guess, but he did give me a look. I don't want to be something I'm not, but sometimes I have no choice. It's better then being viewed as a baby or a coward," he grumbled wondering what the three were up to now.

 

Zexion slowly went over and opened the fridge to look for something that he could eat for he did not want to make eye contact with Demyx while saying what he was about to because it sounded out of character for him. "They are rather cocky... And they may be able to fight... But strength isn't everything, neither is showing up others just for the sake of feeling good about yourself. As for your question... I don't know what they want. To mess around with you? To feel good about themselves? Or just for the fun of it... And I'd rather not fight head on either after all, there's other ways of taking care of people. As for your personality... Sure you've got to stick up for yourself, but to be offended by the likes of them isn't like the Demyx that I know. If you can remain calm in the face of bullies then that prove you're better then them." With a sigh he closed the door of the fridge after not finding anything he would liked to deist. "Besides, the playful Demyx is the Demyx that keeps things interesting around here and makes it seem like having a heart isn't out of our reach."

 

[OOC: I mean by his lances.......they are totally cheap, as he doesn't give you a chance to attack until you are half way out of health. He attacks relentessly with them. Almost like Sepiroth. That is what i mean by it.

I didn't say anything about power. Just intimidation.)

Axel didn't really know what to say at this point. He knew that he shouldn't have asked the silent hero as after all the senior members seem to have something against the younger ones. Perhaps jealously....Either way he wasn't going to step down since he was aware of the situation was being completely ignored. Perhaps he was judging too harshly, but he had more respect for Lexaeus than the other two. Xaldin was fine to a point, but he did have an attitude which needed to be stood clear on. Axel knew that and he admired Xaldin for his fighting ability as he would never admit it the lancer was stronger than him. Listening to Lexaeus's word closely he raised an eyebrow with surprised that the taller man would tell him that Xaldin had some respect for him. Axel just couldn't believe that at all. Maybe it was from his fighting experience that he admired. Either way he stepped to the side and stopped him one last time to try to ease the earthquake tumbler.


"Lexaeus, You know what I speak of when I say battle. I am not ingorant. I had sensed yours and Xalidn's energy when you were fighting the enemy. It was Xeltic as I have confronted him before. Do you seriously think your energy is easy to ignore? I felt it and I am sure the others members have as well in this castle. It must have been an intense battle, and I hope you get to see more of that action." His voice had risen with a bit more enthastic when he mentioned battle as the flame dancer had a deep love interest in battle which motivated him. His hands a bit more looser than clenched he shakes his head a smile finally coming across his lips as his eyes reverted back to their natural postion. A friendly mannered expression had replaced the hostile one he had constantly had been carrying. "I am not trying to offend you, but ,Maybe I would respect the older members more if they wouldn't go and keep things for me. If they continue to so then don't expect my respect for them to waver any time in the future. You should know that without trust leads to disrepect and then hostile situations and then eventually betrayal. If you feel the same way as Xaldin and Vexen do then I might as well be your enemy." He closed his eyes for a second and if wondering what the older man was thinking. "Also don't judge Demyx too harshly you have greater power and at times you intimidate him, he is after all feels helpless without his weapon so of course he would fight back. I am sure you would feel the same way without your tomahawk. We can't fight well without the use of our weapons now can we? " He said the last line carefully, but with a hint of danger in his voice hoping it would catch his drift for that is the way some people are protrayed if they are not treated in such a fashion. "Anyway carry on." He walked away from him.

He eyed Demyx as he listened to his spool of words and the confronational way he was acting. Axel shook his head though anger had revealed on his being. "Demyx, I will deal with them if they act up again. At least you have the guts to show them that you not a coward. I don't blame Lexaeus though, he protrays himself to be sensitive and perhaps an apology would be more suitable for him." He notices another member and thought it was Roxas until he saw the silver lavendered hair and knew that it was Zexion and he waves a friendly hand to him as the flurry made his way to the fridge to get something to eat. "I thought Roxas was going to eat with us?"

 

Xemnas calmly and stealthily got up from his chair after a while of resting, and applying a break from all the drama that had gone on for the past day, starting since this "morning". It was strange of how it was a drama, as Nobodies aren't allowed to have such a thing. And don't. Either way, it was time to set the rules, and to explain to the rest the position they are in right now, and the castle's defenses. As well as perhaps the upcoming battle between the Nameless and themselves. It was bound to happen, he knew. And there was not a doubt in his mind that after what he pulled with destroying their castle, saving Xioimara, actions were dire, and if the unknown leader of that second group wanted to somehow succeed with his purpose of whatever he wanted with disturbing their existences first when they made themselves known by invading Organization XIII's headquarters, he would be planning. If he saw them as a threat.

And so will he.

Snapping his fingers, he sent his usual message by lower Nobodies to announce the meeting to them all. If it calls for it, and they have the time, they would get some rest before they began the fight.



OOC: Axel is a cheat as well. So is Larxene when she spams you. The Organization battles, and any battles, are usually like that. And game play shouldn't even be taken as fact except perhaps the attacks they do, because that's what it is. Game Play. Mechanics. They could add a time limit, some boxes to choose, etc. Doesn't mean it's actually happening in the reality [like, people sometimes base strength on those battles. It's all rigged and flimsy, and kind of reaching too far. Xemnas is not that hard in game play, but he's by fact the most powerful of them all. Explanation? Game play =/= real character strength]. It is a program/computer/chip that controls the opponents' actions when doing game play battles, so you can't fault anything on that with the actual characters.

Since I doubt the power rank could be argued when it's confirmed [I just provided the info since Serious knew this, so people won't start talking about overpowering], you have to remember Axel kept his mouth shut after Xaldin gave him the warning, which I think was the point of the action. On top of that, Xaldin isn't the one who decides who gets annihilated; Xemnas does. With this, Axel has no real reason to get fazed, because he wasn't truly in danger in the first place unless Xemnas wished it so [we've all seen him when the gloves are off, and he's got Saïx hunting him down with Xemnas being cool with it. He runs for his life]. All in all, I'd like to see what someone will do if they confronted Xaldin alone, no Xemnas, allowed to destroy. If it wasn't for that [or the users not having their characters die without permission] the person would literally get blown with the higher power/strength stat.

Then again, doesn't stop the undefeated factor unless there's someone stronger....

 

Knowing Zexion was at least offering him some words of comfort, Demyx nodded in approval and remained silent for a moment having the words sink in. What Zexion didn't understand is that he knew he was on dangerous ground and one more slip up could spell his end. He couldn't be as playful or makes things interesting not with his life hanging in the balance. He was being forced to be something he wasn't and it pained him to think like that. Xemnas was clear of his threat of giving him one more chance or else. Those orange glowing orbs of doom were what determined if the nocturne lived to see another day or not. What was he supposed to do with that promise looming over his head? How could he persuade the boss to get him to understand what he was experiencing without causing more rifts in the organization? With the immediate threat of danger on their hands what could he do to fight this stronger force without his weapon? He would have a serious disadvantage. Running away twice clearly sent him the death notice and remembering Xaldin's words earlier made him shiver that if Xaldin was the one sent out after him, he would be eliminated quickly with several blows of the lances. Demyx could never take on such a pillar of strength the second strongest in the organization compared to Lexaeus who was a mountain of unmovable mass himself. If the musician fled a third time, his luck would run out and his fear of being executed would be a reality. He would be branded as a traitor one thing he promised himself he would never become. No, he would not make that mistake again. He would remain in the castle and avoid the others the best he could, ignoring the rude comments thrown at him nearly every day and pray that when it was time to battle that his sitar would be restored to him. He would attempt to keep his other personaility in check, but on the other hand he was pleased that he did get his message across with his powers and aggressive demeanor.

Being lost in thought, his senses alerted him to a lower nobody of Xemnas's next orders. The slave master was requesting them to be at another meeting and he would discuss what needed to be done. "I don't even know what time he is going to have the meeting?" he hugged himself feeling cold and scared at the sight of having to see Xemnas again. What if the superior decided to blast him right then and there in front of the others when he showed up to set an example? What if Vexen and Xaldin reported him for his unspeakable anger and onslaught of powers threatening their existence? Demyx couldn't bare, but to start to feel ill as all of these thoughts came to surface. What was he to do now? Dismissing the lower nobody with a turn of his face, he left the cloaked schemer not wanting to be a bother anymore and headed out of the room, his steps slow as molasses as he made his way to the couch he was currently sleeping on. Removing the blanket from the couch, he teleported back into his room and took to the safety of his bed. Before climbing in another haunting word crept into his mind about Xaldin telling him to sleep with one eye open in case the whirl wind lancer were to show up. Feeling uneasy, he dashed into his bathroom tripping over the sheet that was currently hanging from where his bathroom door was, rapidly flipped the light switch and took care of what he needed to be done. His nerves were shot, his body ached, his privacy was gone thanks to Axel's flames, and his sleep was being deprived zapping his energy. Cursing to himself he remained where he was wishing he was in his bed sleeping. Being fully alert, he hoped to Kingdom Hearts that no one would walk in on him witnessing him in this awkward position. If that happened he would never live it down or be able to reveal his face to the organization again. In a haste and putting his hood up concealing his visage, he took care of another task and rested leaning back having his breath return to normal once he realized his imagination was running away with him. Contemplating of what he should do once he was done what seemed to be like hours later, he decided snuggling in his bed was what he had to do. Heading back into his bedroom and feeling very lousy from what he had experienced earlier, he removed his cloak and covered himself in his sheets and comforter not exposing any of his body forcing himself to sleep while his dancers kept guard in case anyone were to come in and try to assassinate him in his sleep. Wishing he had his sitar to take him away from all of this misery he sung softly to himself knowing he had to get a few hours of shut eye before facing another wretched day of seeing the others look down upon him wishing he was gone. Life sucked... And it could only get worse upon the days of what would follow. He would be forced to fight something he dispised more then anything and his strength and powers would be tested and pushed to their limits. Exhausation finally won over cognitive repeative thoughts, his eyes closing slightly until fully concealed in darkness once more.