.::.Build Your Cages.::.

(OOC: I understand I guess. *shruggs*)

Being stuck in his mood was growing tiresome and he wondered how long he could remain that way? It wasn't like him to be moody or vindictive, but he felt he had no choice. The situation with some of the members was getting on his nerves and he refused to have them view him as a yellow sniveling coward. He had much more to offer then they thought. Being hurt inside was one thing, but causing a blow to his face was another factor that added into the conclusion that the members who meant him harm would be dealt with in his own way. Rubbing the side of his neck, he noticed the presence of Marluxia and scoffed under his breath as if the graceful assassin was the enemy himself. How could that guy get away with the things he did and be so sophicated at the same time? What was it about Marluxia that gave off some high potency for attracting others? He kept to himself ignoring the botanic nobody's reply to the Superior saying that Larxene would not be present at the meeting. Why was it that she seemed to get herself in trouble with her own mouth and pride and then gets a break from not having to attend? Marluxia was beginning to appear as Larxene's whipping boy or slave. Shaking his head from his mind drifting of other thoughts and the feeling of jealousy creeping to his surface, he noticed that Axel had woken up and was indeed talking to him. Yeah the same guy who burnt down his bathroom door, and knocked him out was talking to him. "Oh what does he want now?" Demyx thought turning his head slightly to the right as he arched his neck muscles getting out all the kinks. Listening to the flame dancer, he seemed to show some concern, but hid it behind a sardonic tone.

"Aren't we allowed to wear our hoods still or has another rule been passed that we are to reveal ourselves when we're meeting with each other? Come on... You know what I look like so what's the big deal anyway?" The ninth member felt the smooth surface of his hood with his glove knowing the reason why he was hiding in the shadows. He didn't mean to be rude, but he was so worried about what the others would say if he did push his hood back. He couldn't let anyone see his black eye or his gashes across his cheek. Starring up dangerously at Marluxia he decided whether to reveal the truth or keep it hidden for now. What would be the best plan of action? It wasn't Axel's fault that he was hiding from the truth so changing his tone he apolgized in his own way to the older member. "Axel forget what I said before. You're right. My moods have been all over the place, but can you blame me for everything that has happened? My body went through so much trauma and agony that it would be expected for that to happen. Let's just say I've been out of it and I'll tell ya after the meeting is over. Then afterwards you can make the call of the appropriate action," he shifted his head upwards at Marluxia signaling he was the one who was involved. "Believe me when I say what comes around goes around. Your partner will learn the meaning of that soon." He forshadowed an ominous warning growing impatient as he waited for Xemnas to speak and get on with the meeting.

 

Roxas sat on his seat silently, as per usual. Not that he had anything to say to anyone, though he naturally glanced at the chair beside [Xioimara's] him to spot a empty one next to it, which belonged to Larxene. He let out a breath. It was just in time that he had been knocking on Xioimara's door, and they get a call for a upcoming meeting by the way of a Sorcerer. He supposed it was alright, considering he had nothing yet to do, and he was positive Xio did not either. Xigbar was present as well, being there with them, so he went. Honestly, he didn't expect one to be done by this hour, but he showed up anyway. Demyx had come to remind them after a while, he remembered, and he had left before anything was said, so he couldn't know or be aware where did he go from that point on. However, he did hear some strange sounds coming from Marluxia's room, yet, by then, they were already portalling out to the meeting, so he didn't get to truly investigate. Now, as he witnessed the exchange between Axel and Demyx, and in some manner, Marluxia, though the pink haired man didn't seemed troubled, he began to wonder if there was truly something wrong. Obviously, Demyx was trying to hide a simple fact, and he was bitter to a event that had transpired between talking to them, and heading somewhere. He was not going to push or question, though, putting him in the spot as Axel had done, as he respected his privacy, and if he did not want to explain or reveal himself, then that's his prerogative, and no one else's. He will just have to wait to find out in privacy, if he even would. Right now wasn't the proper moment to talk about something else, especially with the lack of patience the Superior has been deeming lack of.

Leaning back on his chair slightly, he just waited to check what was this all about.



"Very well. Just make certain that you are not late again," Xemnas replied back to the Graceful Assassin with a calculated look, though his eyes just as blank, with only a hint of warning in his tone and expression. He just wanted to get this situation over and done with, as it was truly late, though members only rested when they were tired as they did not have a precise biological clock. He did have things still to do as well. And it was about time he explained what has been going on. He was not surprised at Larxene resting, as it was in due time, however, he did not fully understand why. He could question that later, nonetheless. It was not very important compared to the matters at hand. Just like it was not important as to what happened to Demyx, or the recent scuff between him and Marluxia, it seems. He was tired of anyone's fights, and he truthfully could care less about the water wielder's current whining, especially of his past injuries considering he had asked for them himself by his actions. As long as nothing affected him, and if he was not notified, he will remain out of any problems the members might have after the last few consultations he had unless it was crucially serious. If Demyx did not want to reveal what was under his hood, he was not going to ask, and get into petty involvement. Sighing, with a shake of his head, glancing over them, he began to speak in his deep, cryptic voice before anything else was spoken, getting to their reason for being here at this hour, "Not positive how many have noticed, but there has been some changes lately that I have planned. And have done. And that alone, means the castle. I have ordered Vexen, before, to create a machine that will work on energies. It was only finished recently once I needed its use, and that is mainly because of Zexion's element. His job was to place a illusion. I had Zexion make this castle invisible, and create another fake replica, solid replica, of the building in its place, and all that comes along to the point that I have moved our real territory somewhere else. I would not say where, just that I moved it. I have also placed a shield that would keep the castle from being detected of its whereabouts by any form of energy source, or be visible in any radar, so it's safe to say that we are all well locked. The shield, when you look outside, will also prevent you all from seeing where we are. Thus, do not question me when all you witness is black when you step to a balcony or window. As for the machine, all it does is make Zexion's illusion permanent, so he will not have to waste his existence holding it for a large amount of time, and for the while, it is highly protected. I would also ask to be careful of the Corridors of Darkness. It can be easily traced by anyone who explores it, and may lead them here, which, I was in thought that you might as well use my portals of Nothingness until the other Organization is rid of. There is going to be one in each spot of the castle, black and silver, many in each floor as well, and all you have to do is say your destination once you found one. That's what we will be using from now until further notice. At least, when transporting from and to this vicinity. You can portal once outside of the premises. Which brings me to another topic..."

He straightened his back. "It is to be reminded that we are basically at war with the other group. It might not have been declared, but with the actions we have done, to both each other, there is no doubt a retaliation is heading our way. We have destroyed their home. And now, it is their turn. And yet, if anything, we will meet them full head on. For this, we will reside for most of our days, unless we need to take care of certain sleep, or, other necessities, in the false castle that Zexion conjured up. It's solid, and it has bedrooms, to make it appear believable, so there is no problem in completing this. It is almost the exact outline of the real one, at least from what Zexion has remembered of the architecture, perhaps with some minor differences. Getting back to here and there will also be done by the use of my portals. Makes it more simpler for our benefit, and the portals will only close when it detects intruders. Keep in mind that while it looks like our castle, it has no water, no food, and no other items that you might need. These ideas, and the whole reason for them, is only coming forth so the original terrain here will be protected from any damages if we do have a battle, as we could not afford to lose our structure. We have to keep security more than ever." He paused. "Are there any questions?"

His eyes narrowed with a glint.

 

This was quite a challenge. Xengla could say why most normal people would never even get within a 1 foot radius close to the palace gates. They were colossal. Extremely discouraging. Besides that there were guards and lookouts. Hopefully they wouldn't kill her before she even had a chance to speak. She slowly approached the guards until she was a decent distance away to which the guard asked her what her business here was. "Uh...yes...I would like to...uh....seek....an audience. With the sultan......please?" She smiled her most pleasant smile that she could manage. The answer was no. "Oh......okay." She'll need more time to think up a plan.

 

OOC: Oh rapture this will be fun being stuck in a fake castle for who knows how long. I'm being sarcastic if you can't tell. =P. I have a feeling some of the members are going to go crazy. LOL)

Great. Just great. The letter that the lower nobody had sent was true about the whole matter. Feeling very depressed and upset, the ninth member tapped his fingers on his throne being irratated by the whole thing. What the hell was he supposed to do now? He felt he was placed under castle arrest and to make matters worse, his bedroom with all of his things was elsewhere in the real castle. Then was he really in what appeared to look like his room earlier or was that just a holgram ? Everything was so confusing and it seemed to be out of a tv show the twiglight zone. How long was this supposed to last anyway? Demyx had so many questions, but thought before he asked them. Deciding what was best to ask first he spoke up, the shrouded hood giving the appearance of a young symbol of death.
"Boss, perhaps you could answer me without getting upset I hope." He took a breath to calm himself down not wanting to ramble like an idiot. "Vexen's lab has a purple shield or something on it and is that really his lab or an illusion? I would like to get something out of there so if I had to fight I could be ready for the upcoming battle and not out commission." He paused and smiled under his hood knowing exactly what he was going to ask next. "And speaking of battle could I have my sitar back please? I learned my lesson and it was my memories as a human that got in the way of my judgement and caused me to well you know all about that. I mean think about it. What am I going to do in this fake castle in the meantime? Also don't you think there are going to be a lot of members upset that they can't go anywhere without the use of the nothingness portals?" He extended his hand out and pointed at Xemnas. "Isn't that going to put a big strain on you by using your powers like that for us? " He placed his hand down and put it upon the upper left part of his chest where his heart would be."You really are changing if you're looking out for our well being." He swung his feet back and forth like he was moving to the beat of a song.

 

Marluxia sat quietly in thought over Xemnas's words, so basically they were playing a game of charades, or almost a game of cat and mouse. He had to admit while somewhat smart for the preservation of the Organization, there was just one problem that erupted in his mind, this wasn't Xemnas. What he meant by that is Xemnas was usually not one to take on the defensive side, unfornately another trait they unwantingly shared between the two.

His eyes observed Xemnas's, looking for any chance of an answer for such a move, could it be Xemnas actually had a glint of fear as far as the power that could be shown from this other Organization. He himself had observed somewhat of the power, while slightly impressive, he did not believe that such measures were necessary against a group of jealous want to bes who desired a name and reputation that beheld itself in theirs.

He grit his teeth at the thought of being unable to return to his castle, the part of his being that he felt uncomfortable and at total peace with in any and every aspect. Instead he would be forced once again to endure these fools, untrusting, annoying, stupid, and just plain bothersome to the existence.

 

OOC:...God.

Since Twilight threatened to come to my house, break all the bones in my body, and make sure I eat everything from a straw for the rest of my life..I am back..but from now on, any sort of power playing or god modding from anyone will be ignored ENTIRELY, enough said.

Not needing to ask any questions, Vexen just nodded calmly and sat back in his seat to relax for a while.That was the plan, until Demyx spoke again..my god why didn't Xaldin just kill him? And the little terd had the nerve to request something from him, after the dancer kicked him in the rear, and even with the Nocturne threw water over him?

He wouldn't have it.

He leaned forward with a sudden energy built inside him."The only reason I locked my lab in the beginning was to avoid interruption.You, being the foolish one in this Organization, openly admitted earlier that you have had Axel steal from my lab.You have disrespected me not once, but twice.You will take nothing and I repeat: NOTHING from my lab." the Academic finished, adding much emphasis in his words to get the point across.

 

Axel shook his head trying to numb out the throbbing headache that had developed shortly from lack of sleep and annoyance from Demyx's and Vexen's loud voices. He was stressed, frusterated, and pissed that he couldn't go anywhere and stay locked up in the castle for god who knows how long and to make matters worse he had to rely on the Superior's power to get where he needed to go just to get away from the insanity at times. It wasn't fair to be stuck in a fake castle that had nothing to offer. The worst thing he couldn't believe there wasn't any food or water to keep up his strength and replinish his energy. How the hell could he live like that already? He was going to go crazy living in this kind of arrangement. He couldn't blame all the other members that would be forced to stay in this situation as well. Axel had two santctuaries and now they were out of his reach. He did however raise an eyebrow when Demyx was speaking to him regarding his partner in some way. What could he possibly mean by that? Did the graceful assassin have something to do with why Demyx was not revealing himself or did the nocturne push Marluxia over the edge to cause him to do something? He would find out soon enough. His focus was now on Vexen for he was the one who was calling attention to himself presently. He wondered what Xemnas would think of Vexen's emotional outburst by the way he expressed himself what seemed to be annoyance and anger. "Vexen I have to correct you on this. He didn't ask me to steal anything from your lab. I did it on my own accord because of the rotten way you treated him. Stop being such a bully and maybe you'll get more respect from us. Ever thought about that, but enough of that when the battle does happen you can not hoard the potions and herbs to yourself and members you think deserve them for if you do that then you will sacrifice this organization to the other." He slammed his fists down on his arm rests to get his point across. "You'll be the reason we fall and that in my words would be treason. You can't expect Marluxia to aid people with his natural remedies for that is not fair for him since you are the gifted scholar in a way." He sternly gazed at Vexen.

Turning to the boss, he relaxed his arms in a comfortable postition staightening his back up from leaning on the roughness of the detailed back board. "What are we going to do about rations as we need to keep our strength and energy up to par and we are just going to wait for them to attack us? We should attack them while they are vulnerable."

 

ooc post at 5 am after no sleep ^^; Thank god for spell check >>'

Zexion listened to the other members complain and ask questions, hearing Axel slamming the arm rest, which broke his train of thought. Did everyone had to show such...emotion? He opened on eye to look at the other members while his hood was up like Demyx's, but to hide the fact he kept his eyes closed. He thought that it'll be best to get some rest after the meeting ended. "The other organization must be getting ready to strike meaning they're in fighting form as for us... well attacking them head on in there territory isn't the best idea, in my opinion..." He glanced at the members with his half opened eye. "Seems like we're too bust worrying about bullies to ambush anyone at the moment.

 

OOC:....I do wonder how Xemnas had not shot himself so far, by the way.

And I feel your pain RA, I feel your pain xD. 5AM here too.


"Silence," was all Xemnas ordered strictly and darkly to all the back and forth badgering, pondering how long this constant bickering will last. And it always seemed Demyx was in it somehow. All the current ones had to do with him, along with a bit of Axel, and then, apparently, Marluxia. Larxene. And all this was coming on to terms on the meeting where all he wanted was to just discuss the current happenings. He let out a breath. It appeared he had to deal with all the topics accordingly, and he had to take it just one step at a time. It was quite tiring, and almost repetitive at the fights and arguments he had to solve, but it was not like he could ignore this as well. It was, technically, his job. If there were problems within his Organization, he had to be there to control it, in whichever way he decided to. The problem was that it seems to be too crowded and too much for one simple day, and yet, he had a answer to all the predicaments the moment they were said, as he was getting used to this complicated turn of events. His voice a loud monotone, he simply regarded them with solutions, "No, Demyx, you will not have your Sitar back. It will be given to you when I decide it so. Stop questioning me about it. You will obtain if there comes to be a battle. And that will be the end of it. Vexen, while I do agree with your viewpoints, and the fact of what they had all done, especially if I was witness to one of them, we do need to heal certain wounds to the members, or else, they would not be in the proper condition to deal with anything they might face in the future. You can have it be your choice whenever you want to do so. Whether tomorrow, right now, sooner, or later. Just make sure it is before any fight, or else the responsibility will fall on you if we end up losing someone. As for the other questions..." It seemed he did not make things very clear to them about what is going to happen, so he had to repeat it again. "No, it would not put a strain on me. We cannot underestimate our enemy, and this is merely to protect this castle, as you have no idea of the process of how this castle came into existence, you would do better not ask me. For the portals, mine will be stationed in many floors, along with a right amount of them depending on where you are, but all have also been automatically set in your rooms. I would think we have not gotten as lazy enough to simply depend on portals that we cannot walk a few feet from here to there. These portals will be available in both fake and original castle for your convenience, if you want to go from one to the other in case something was needed. Or if you wish to go outside. And it is once you are outdoors that you can utilize and return to the Corridors of Darkness, because the trail will not lead to here. For the rest of the time, it will be my way of traveling. Demyx, we are in the real castle, if you were listening. And this is why I ask: are there any questions?"

His eyes narrowed at them all, waning them to say something if they were confused. "As for the the plan of attack, I was thinking on those levels, but as we do not know where they reside after their headquarters were destroyed, we have to first investigate if their settlement will not work in their favor. In other words, manipulate it to trap us in. They are definitely on the movement, I sense so."

 

ooc Cause Xigbar hides the guns from Xemnas

Time zone sharer! I used to be able to pull all nighters easily D: *mumbles to self*

I'll post for real later, sleep now. Sorry for spam. I'll edit later.

 

OOC: So far, I got...four people who share my time zone :P. Yay! And yeah, sleep is good. Just have...one more...RP...to post in...*crawls*

*stops spamming*

 

All nighters? O_o 5 AM? Dear god people. >_>....I go to sleep at the latest on a normal night, 10 PM. (If there's a party, probably 1 or 2 hours later than that.)

BIC- Well, since the guards were being stubborn, and it was quite obvious that even though she was healing a bit faster than an average person, she still was in no position to fight. So Xengla decided to be just as hardheaded as the guards were and went back to them. She tried to put a bit of steel in her voice as she stated,"I'm going to ask again. I would like to have an audience with the majesty. Don't make me ask a third time." It appeared as that confrontation worked as the guard stepped down from his previous tough demeanor, but he stated nervously that the only way that would happen would be if Xengla were an ambassador, or a princess. "Well....then I guess I'm an ambassador." The gates opened slowly.

 

Marluxia continued to bear and stand this annoyance that was once called a meeting, however it was obvious it would take no more than a mere matter of minutes to turn upside down. Vexen was already booming his annoying voice around the throne room, Demyx was once again whining about his sitar and not understanding the concept of life, and Axel was once again defending Demyx and or criticizing Xemnas's plan.

The whole matter was becoming a load of wasted existence, he was sure if he didn't die by Xemnas himself or this other Organization, then he would surely finish it himself if this continued. His tired and calm eyes cast themself upon Xemnas, a look of uncaring blankness apparent, "very well then superior...no questions here...I shall gladly relay what was said here to Larxene..." He jumped down from his throne and headed towards the door "word for word..." he said looking around before and exiting.

He walked down the hallway shaking his head, finally glad to be rid of those fools, and back to a point of somewhat tranquility of being. He managed to make his way back to his room, closing and locking the door this time, walking over to the window and sighing. He cast a glance down at the still sleeping Larxene, somewhat surprised, but ignored it turning back around.

 

(OOC: *grabs a gun and shoots Xemnas* Yey the tyrant is dead, but wait bullets would not effect nobodies. Darn* *punches a picture of Xemnas and rips it half* Damn he is so unfair and cruel especially to Demyx and Axel.)

As he waited patiently for Xemnas answering his questions, he was cursing in his mind of how pathtic the boss could be. Perhaps he woudn't battle not knowing what kind of shape he would be in if Vexen didn't get him a potion. Times like these Demyx wished that he had more power and could set things right in the organization. There would be no hoarding, no bullies and no cruel acts of nature and definetely no strict rules. There would be no dictatorship and everyone would either respect one of another or get the hell out. Often he dreamed of these events keeping them to himself and waiting for that one day to make his move. When all looked bleaked he would make the sudden decision that would effect the organization as a whole. After all the melodious nocturne was very deceitful and unpredictable, fooling the members all the time with the constant switch of his personailities. Yes, they all would be shocked when the time came that they needed him and would he aide them? Probaly not or maybe the ones that were worthy. Rather then depend on them, it would be the other way around. His element was what kept them all living and without it, their strength would be wained so why not cut off the supply of it? Nah, they would expect for him to do something like that plus that would be exposing himself to early. He had to wait longer until the opportunity presented itself.

Watching Marluxia leave, the musician shook his head hating the fact that he seemed to be getting special treatment for leaving when the meeting was not even finished and did he ever get disciplined for that? Of course not for maybe Xemnas was testing Marluxia's loyality which seemed to be becoming more obvious that he was planning something? Why else would he be so defensive and hoard Larxene in his room like a hermit? That guy had serious issues and was being paranoid for disappearing in a haste probaly retreating to his room. Shaking his head from side to side, he rolled his eyes under his hood and was thankful Xemnas could not see his visage and his facial expression. The slave master was at it once again, not giving a damn about any of them and using them for his own selfish purposes. So why should the nocturne have to fight anyway? For what cause would that prove? Loyality or obligation? Trust or mistrust? Victory or failure? These were all the quagmires racing through the youth's mind. He hoped the battle would come soon enough to recieve his trusty weapon and when that time came he would make the decision whether to aide the ungrateful jerks or stay out of the way and only be concerned about himself? Making a bold stand while still remain seated he answered the tyrant. "Boss since Marluxia got to leave again I will be leaving to for I have no more questions to ask and I bet you're glad about that. I heard what you said and accept it, but know this. If I fail in battle because I haven't had the time to practice with my weapon, you'll be the one to blame for the downfall of the organization if we are to lose." With that said, he disappeared out of the room using his portal and reappeared into his own bedroom leaving the others where they were at.

 

Axel crossed his arms tightly against his torso as he knew that the superior was confusing him. First he said fake castle and said their real castle was somewhere else, but then he said this was the real castle that they were in. It was very mind boggling to him. Either way he figured that the rations now were real and not some kind of illusion. Still he needed to fight and thought it was stupid that they stay locked up like this. Had he known this he would of stayed in Castle Oblivion at least there he wouldn't feel trapped. Even with the use of Xenmas portals it would give him the impression that he would be watching and spying on their whereabouts. Nothing could be kept from their leader. In other words Axel could not relay his infomation to an assortment of assassins in Castle Oblivion to seek out the rival group of adversary's. Though to another notion they needed their rest especially since the red head had trouble trying to stay awake and was cranky after the long spool of lecture that he was forced to comprehend to the best of his abilty. He couldn't hold back his thoughts as much as he wanted to retain them for his own bidding the superior might have only made the portals assessable for them and not their lowly servants. "If we sent the lower nobodies we wouldn't be waiting around for them. They could grasp their location and report it to us." He sighed wondering if he was doing the right thing or would he be criticized for this as well. He had heard Zexion's response, but he hoped he wasn't preferring him as a bully. He glanced at the cloaked schemer for a second, "You could also sniff them out since you have the best scent over us. By channeling your power elsewhere or is all in control of that machine?" While waiting for Zexion's comment he then looked in the eyes of the superior.

"The only place the enemy can hide is the animated worlds since they co exist and the worlds share a connection. It wouldn't surprise me. I mean I don't I am just throwing something out," He muttered loudly. "Or is that too risky?" He raised his hands up as if an acknowledgment of conspiring of trying to convince him of this idea.
After this he would definity leave to get some shut eye even if the superior would of wanted him to stay or not. He only wanted to hear the superior's answer and see if he had given thought that they did in fact have servants to solve things for them. In his mind he was a bit nervous by seeing both Marluxia and Demyx leave, but he supposed Xenmas would let it go because of the early morning.

 

OoC://Can someone please give me a summary of what happened while I was gone?

 

Sorry. Don't know anything. I think the Organization had a meeting though.

 

(OOC: Hellkitten I sent you the summary by visitor message.)

In the safety of his room once again, his delicate fingers flung back his hood, the leather piece falling on past his neck with a small thud. Swirls of a bit of purple and pink were mixed in with the bruise that was clearly visable from his left eye. Not being able to look in the mirror anymore, he threw the first thing he saw on his bathroom counter towards the wall, putting so much stamina and strength into his throw the bottle of lotion smeared on the wall as it dripped down onto the ground. With his teeth clenched he paced back and forth fury in his tone. "He will pay. He will pay. How could he do that to my face? I need to get something for this and my water won't be enough. I need some sort of medication or herb or something that will make it disappear. I can't show my face like this. They would laugh and jeer and point. Escpecially Larxene. I can't let her see me like this." With a heavy sigh he touched his chest and wiped his right eye afterwards. "I don't want this black eye and the marks on my face to get worse, but how can I get the hell out of here to get something? I'm trapped in this prison."He placed his hand upon his left eye, the warm water easing the pain and killing any bacteria that could cause infection. He repeated this process for the other injuries on his cheeks. "I guess the only way to get something is to sneak in while the shields and defenses are down. No, I got a better idea." Placing his hood back on, he summoned his servants. "I need some of you to keep an eye on Marluxia's room and the others keep an eye on Vexen's lab. I'm looking for some kind of ointment, aloe vera, elixer and ether you name it. They would be in bottles, and the aloa vera is a green plant that is sharp on the end. Get as much as you like and bring them to me. I will know what to use. Do not be seen and don't fail me," he dismissed them with a hand gesture. Picking up his journal he began to write an entry after he sat on his bed.

Hey it's me. I didn't know Marluxia had that kind of temper. My body is sore from it especially my neck from him digging his nails through his gloves into it. I wasn't trying to cause any harm or anything, but I can't get rid of this feeling may it be fake or not. She has that effect on me. I've tried to ignore it and get pass it, but she's like a siren that lures me into danger. I know we're completly the opposite and we do not have any kind of chemistry, but they do say opposites do attract. She's lightning or what ever electricity and I'm water which is a dangerous combination then why am I attracted to her so much? She seems to be always on my mind. In fact I even sung about her imagining she was the one I was expressing my soul too. I even kissed her and traced my fingers across her lips when she was sleeping. That's the only way I can be with her right now. Am I really that pathetic? I want to speak to her so much and tell her how I feel, but I keep getting interrupted by something or someone. It's frusterating that this sort of thing keeps happening. I want to be her friend, I want her to respect me like I respect and envy her and I just want to be with her. I can't help it. It has to be my memories of when I was a human and I was loved by all my fans, but there was this one girl who was always hard to get and so tough that it facinated me. Larxene is like her. How can someone so strong and cruel be so appealing? Am I a masicist that I'm willing to accept any kind of attention as long as its from her? I must be out of my mind or I've been hurt to much that I keep coming back for more.

With a heavy sigh, he flung the journal on the other side of the room and gripped his head with both of his hands peeling off his hood once more. His mind was would not let him rest for he had to many thoughts racing through his mind. The possibility of an battle occuring, deciding whether he would aide his follow comrades in battle or not, and of course the sadistic witch from hell tormenting him in his head, the alure of her wicked ways sending him in a downward spiral.

 

"I still have pently of energy left, but I haven't met any of the members of the other organization so I wouldn't be able to pick their scents, islocated or not."

ooc I have a cold that might keep me from replying right away.

 

OoC://Thank you very much, water.
Don't know how you guys could pull all-nights :/ I could and probably would but sleep is important to me because I always work, and I'd just be awake in fear my dad would wake up.
Mostly because of my dad.
Whatever helps him sleep at night...>.>

I'll be posting tomorrow. Or later today. I'm kinda busy at the moment.