.::.Build Your Cages.::.

Xengla's eyes sprang open. She quickly sat up before groaning in pain and dropping back down. She had forgotten about her wounds. Again. Regardless, it was the middle of the night, and she was wondering why she had awoken. With her wounds and being tired from everything happening, she should've woken up in the late afternoon the next day. So why? It was then she felt a strange feeling. A memory of a feeling, rising up and overwhelming her in seconds. Guilt. She remembered this feeling well. And it felt horrible. She tried to go back to sleep, curling up into ball with blankets enveloping her. Why did this have to happen? I nearly forgot about him. But what can I do? Oh....I'm so sorry....Ravix.....

 

Once again Axel spoke softly for only Roxas to hear as he didn't really trust anyone else in the white marbled room."Not according to Xaldin, he sounded serious I think something happened in the kitchen a while ago and the whirl wind lancer might of been offensive over something, but the Demyx I know wouldn't start anything to my knowledge," Axel kept his words brisk and blunt not wanting to know if he was going to ramble which he would rather not be doing, but because of the late hours he might have been too tired to even care at this point, "Now that I may have been defending him, during the meeting the lancer even tried to intimidate me to some extent. Just like the older members throwing their weight around with their superiority over lower numbers....issues....it makes me sick. It was Xaldin and then Vexen of course, as it was expected, but Saix seems to keep my distance from me. Which is a good thing," He paused taking a breath though his tone seemed to darken when he mentioned the higher members names. It did bother him that he was sending Roxas to much information that he might not be able to grasp that well because he figured that Roxas needed to know what was on his own mind over the events happening. Either way it needed to be said as he was the one he trusted. Lifting his hand over his head to scratch at his bangs with an uncertainly wave of mixed emotions He was hesitate as he thought of the other question Roxas had for him to answer forward concerning Demyx's untimely fate in his hands directly or indirectly or forced. Of course not, but why was his mind jumping to some other type of odd reasonings. Demyx was his other friend and besides Roxas he was close to him. It was probably why the others members had a problem with the friendship issue Axel had with anyone that they were against. "I want to protect him and even if I was chosen to end his demise. Fear would be the issue if anything, it would be the key to not give him the chance, but No I would perfer not go through with it...To be hunted down..I don't want to even think about it.. unless he plays all of us for fools and was the one who purposely wanted to betray us. Then I would have no choice. "You do know that this organization is against traitors, but even so there have been hidden agendas and secrecy floating around here that I noticed. Xaldin was the one who spoke sourly to me about his mission, as if he had a problem with me knowing the Nameless strenghs and weaknesses. So I am suspicious about him, and don't even know he can be trusted just with his tone it sends that kind of signal. I sense he is hiding something." He was more confident this time, through his lack of sleep and wonderd why Roxas didn't seem to have that much worry on him. "The superior seems to believe that the Nameless are planning something and he won't even let me send out any of the lesser nobodies, which would be better in our case so that we can locate them, the last thing I want to be caught up in is an ambush if Vexen's machine fails. "

 

Demyx's eyes focused in the dark as he listened for any sounds. "What am I doing? Why am I being such a coward?" He stood up, exiting the closet. "If Axel catches me in here he'll kill me," he left the fire wielder's room and walked down the hall, the journal still in his hand. "Everyone wants to get rid of me it seems?" he took out his pen from his pocket and leaned against the wall writing in it.

Hey the old kook is after me again. I just want to be healed for the battle. Is that so hard to ask? I'm not asking for any miracles or anything. I wish he would leave me alone. I wish I had my sitar. Its not fair that it was taken away from me. I'll never get it back probably not even when we battle. How can the boss be so cruel, so underhanded cruel. He doesn't care he only takes, he lets his hunger for hearts brew. Now I'm becoming more like a poet than a musician. And what is Marluxia doing in his room with Larxene alone in there for? I dispise him too, especially for what he did. I just want to tell her how I feel and I bet she is still sleeping. How can anyone sleep for that long? Larxene wake up already. We were supposed to talk until some loser barged in my room and took you away from me. Who ever it was I hope you got him where it hurts. Perhaps it is the wrong time for all this, but it's bugging me and you always seem to be on my mind. I can't get you out of my head. You intrigue me, like I'm cast under your spell for you to do to me as you wish as long as I'm with you. Larxene, I need you more than you'll ever know.

Tucking his pen back in his pocket and with journal being held close to his chest, he headed down the hall back towards his bedroom. "I've got to be on my guard in case Vexen shows up and then I'll have to run for it or try to fight him back."

 

Xemans simply raised a eyebrow, not finding him at all much to be impressed by, but he was here for a certain purpose. And that was to get some answers that most of the members could provide. He eyed Ravix only momentarily, but as Toxyn was the one awake, and running, he turned to him. "It would be simple, wouldn't you think? I pegged you to be more smarter. Tell me everything you might know about your organization, and its leader."



"Xaldin can only hurt if he does some type of betrayal. I'm sure Xemnas didn't mean to hunt him down every time he gets angry at him. If so, we'll simply report if he abuses it. And both Xaldin and Vexen are always in a bad mood, so why is them intimidating anyone else anything new?" Roxas questioned, not finding the fact that Xaldin was glaring him down, or Vexen going on about Demyx, any surprise, or anything different from his point of view that was expected out of them. It was nothing to worry about. Especially if he had that trump card that he pulled on Xemnas recently, and he complied. He didn't know he was that crucial to the Organization, but...apparently he wants him here. As long as he had that, it will be alright. And which is why, no matter how many strange dreams now, or his questioning this group alone, or if he should really be here, he can't leave at this point of time because of that. Because if he leaves, and Xioimara will follow, then that will put Demyx in a worst position now that there wasn't any sure loss or consequence. And he couldn't do that, no matter if he didn't like the way traitors were treated, and the hard death penalty that hangs over their heads. The fact that it seems they don't care made him sometimes even want to leave. Yet, something permanent was now keeping him here, other than his friends. And he just had to somehow float around to deal with the other things that bothered him. It wasn't even his problems at the second. It was Axel's. And him spacing out about what was troubling him wasn't going to help the redhead any better. Going through all that he said, he wondered if Axel's distrust was turning really serious, as he didn't think those reason were, at least to this point, valid. It sounded like they can be argued. Except for a few things, but he didn't want his best friend committing actions that can cost his life, so he had to understand where he was coming from. Maybe if only he had...paid attention to the meeting. Remaining silent for awhile after his first sentence, he went to state, leaning closer to Axel as his voice lowered more severely, "Well, there you go. You can't kill Demyx, so he had to choose someone else. Not that what you will not do is bad, yet...the Superior's not stupid, in other words. As for Xaldin, I don't know, since I was out of it, but it doesn't sound that serious. And he's one of the most loyal out of all of us. If anything, that will be mostly Xemnas's problem, so it's not like we can interfere. And as for Xemnas himself....what was it exactly he said to your question about the lower Nobodies? Was it a yes or no?"

He glanced up at him, his expression curious.

 

Axel licked his teeth as he felt a nervous wave suddenly hit him. He could understand what Roxas was saying, but he didn't stop the frustration that was stuck down his spine. A nervous setting that he would have to deal with later. Either he would or not the feeling was piting in him in the head and he couldn't keep it to himself any longer. "The thing is Roxas....I might be able to kill Demyx if he does in fact betray us on purpose. Which I would make the call. My instincts would just kick in and sometimes I think that sadistic nature can be my downfall... Without any emorse to give you the fact. I do have an ruthless side besides the easy going routine that I sometimes play, much as a temper to tie that in. " He added speaking quietly over the situation admitting that part that was against him. Either it was true or not he felt it was safe to give Roxas the heads up on the situation. Axel wasnt' afraid to exterminate anyone if they did betray him in his eyes. Friend or not....though would it be guilt? Could he really do it? He wasn't sure. Illusions seem to real when he did in fact sleep at night. They always were the same where a member would betray them he would hunt them down and end their existance. He had no idea where his mind had traveled to such a dark omionous from, but if he was having dreams about it then he could be true that he was capable of this brutal stuff. "The superior didn't really explain himself except saying that they could have some sort of power in the dimension that he thinks that the leader could manipulate them in some way. The superior doesn't want to risk it, but I say there is nothing to hurt to even see if they can go follow. We need someone to go after them or spy. It makes better sense than staying locked in this castle. While Castle Oblivion's sources served as an excellent source it has been sealed off as well. Xemnas failed to say where he had them locked up because I was there when Toxyn was speaking to Marluxia about something and then the boss swept the Nameless member in some other dimension. He only said they could be raiding or something, but didn't say where the other members were anyway." He paused once again. "As for Xaldin he was serious with his tone and he was the one who brought up the subject of dealing with Demyx in the first place and if he is loyal I am sure he may be up to something as well. He wouldn't be very defensive if he weren't." He crossed his arms looking at Roxas curiously. He could tell that the younger nobody was tired as was the flame dancer. "So is there anything you want to know before I vacant to my room?"




Two silver like nobodies had materailized observing Demyx carefully as they had caught that he had hid himself in their master's room and were not going to go well with it. Suspension was upon them about this and they had known the flurry never wanted anyone in his room without permission.. They knew that Axel would not be happy about that, but they wanted to know if Demyx would explain himself to them. One of them swooped at him and blocked his door. Starring menancely at him. Its tail stretched out as if in defense. The assassin knew that Demyx attacked it that Axel would know since he kept an close eye on his servants. With its own body langauge without speaking in the native nobody dialogue it only glared at him. Its rift like wings flattened up a bit.

 

Allowing Demyx to escape with his precious Journal, Vexen dismissed his Freezing Pride and sat there, laughing about what he had read and remembering the more funny lines to share to the organization.He knew the loser still had his potions, but he didn't care anymore, as he had taken most of his healing potions away and moved them.

He'd deal with the Nocturne..but later.Perhaps Xaldin would want to pay him a visit.

Thinking on it, Vexen chuckled and headed back to his lab, satisfied completely.

 

A slight stir, and ruffle of sheets were heard in the silent bedroom, a slight yawn and hum of a female voice resonating throughout the space as she slowly returned to conscious, digging her face into her pillows, too comfortable to want to be awake yet. Either way, with another yawn that was blocked by her hand, she went to rub the sleep from her eyes, only to then blink, and open them slightly, half-lid aquatic orbs looking through the room under the covers she was wrapped in. It was dim, which was good for her in terms of light not bothering her, but she scratched her head, loose, soft blonde hair wrapping between her fingers, before simply bringing her knees up in a cuddle, and drowning herself back under the sheets, as she was warm and toasty, and good, and her body felt better without all the pain and aches. She was staying in bed. Her mind was also still out of it on top of that, so she sighed, and laid still, her higher senses aware that someone was here with her. She tried o recall what was the last thing that happened, as she knew she had been in this battle with that perverted and irritating Xeltic, and that she had been...touched, she shuddered at the though, yet didn't want to think on that any longer. And then...the person she saw was Marluxia. Who...put her to sleep...? She muttered something inaudible...



The first thing Axel had said to him, or rather admitted, send him into a stunned silence, not believing that he just heard that he would kill Demyx. He didn't think he would ever listen to that coming from him, or that he was capable of such a thing, which didn't really make him any more different than the rest of the members when it came down to it. That was...kind of harsh. To some extent. It all made sense now. When the part...when Demyx was banging on the doors, before, and he attacked him, and was quite mean, that clicked. The first time he saw it. And he bit his lip, body tense, not knowing what to think now. He didn't want to judge Axel...he really didn't, yet this was new, and the fact that he was willing to kill someone he knew simply because they left the Organization...was not only mind boggling, but questionable. And it begs the inquiry....he was Axel's friend too. Would he...do the same to him, if he abandoned the group? He wouldn't, right? Not him. His eyebrows furrowed slightly, eyes worried, his insides almost in...he didn't know, a mixture of things right now. Sadness, disappointment....distrust? He didn't know. However, he did decide to keep his cool, and try to let it slide for now, attempting to focus, and in force, on the other things Axel said....nevertheless, the discovery left him kind of lost for words. Eyes glancing around the white room, he went to say quite distantly, and low, "Uh...I wouldn't worry too much about Xaldin. Unless he does something and still acts funny, he's not a threat. He won't do anything to Demyx, trust me. And well, since Xemnas didn't say anything, but warned you that it might not work, then you can do so. He didn't exactly give you a no or yes, really." His tone got thicker, and closely sounding forlorn, but he shook his head as he looked down at his lap. And that melancholy slowly switched to anger, considering the fact that he had kept this from him all this time, and by the second sentence, he was ice cold, "No....I don't think there's anything else I want to know..."

What else was there now anyway...?

 

Marluxia noticed Larxene had stirred some, he however didn't turn around from his stance at the window. "Rest...when you are ready to get up I will explain...Xemnas held a meeting...his new foolish plan at work..." he said narrowing his eyes. He sensed she was still rather tense, letting out a sigh and turning around to look at her laying in his bed almost in a debated state of wanting to get up and not wanting to get up.

"I did it for your own good I hope you realize that..." he spoke softly, "besides...I would like to have my turn at the little brat as well for his actions against my partner..." he tensing slightly his eyes casting a cold glare at his thought. He gently moved some hair from her face and gave her forehead a slight kiss, the only comfortable friendly gesture he could think of for now. Although he took his hand softly take her hand in his, and began to gently massage it with his thumb.

His eyes darted back to the window, his wanting to be free of his enemies castle and back in his own still very clear. He closed his eyes his thoughts still trailing over Xemnas's foolish words, his overconfidence being very apparent.

 

Demyx stopped at the lower nobody blocking his path to his room. "Move." He ordered walking past it, to open his door. "So this is how its got to be hmmm..." Snapping his fingers he had his dancers emerge from the darkness. "You know what to do," he said with a yawn. The dancers sniffed the assassins and screeched at it. Demyx watched the lower nobodies with boredom as he pulled open his door by turning the door handle. "I wonder what time it is?" Turning on his light, he couldn't tell even if he was in the same world for he couldn't see the heart shaped moon covered by darkness. "It has to be morning." Turning on his tv that he recently acquired with his own munny by performing on the streets of TwilightTown and Hollow Bastion in street clothes, he clicked the channels and drowned out the erruption of the screeching and hissing nobodies outside his room. "Hey! Keep it down I'm trying to watch tv," he complained as he layed on his stomach turning up the volume with the silver remote. "Oooh this looks i"teresting," he turned on the show Jerry Springer as he watched a **** who had cheated on her husband with her boyfriend. "Man where do they find these people?" He dangled his feet in the air, crossing his ankles as his eyes were glued to the tv of the constant swearing and the interference of the security. He leaned up on his elbows from watching the audience's replies of the contestants who were on the show and the flashing of inapprorpriate areas. "And they allow this on tv?Most of these people need to be got ridden of, The boss would be more then satisfied to snatch up their hearts," he smirked, then frowned distastfully by the loud noices hitting against his door. Groaning out loud, he opened the door and watched the fight continue. "Knock it off!" He commanded as silence fell upon the hallway.

 

Axel could tell by that Roxas was upset and seemed cold towards him, but the red head didn't know what else to say. Did he want him to lie to him? He might as well, because even if Demyx had been a problem lately he was running out of options. He couldn't explain that he was actually going by his dreams that were causing him to think like this towards Demyx. Axel was not weak, and this would cause him to look down upon and he didn't need to explain it because it would turn out wrong or even he tried to correct himself the words would turn out the inreverse than he should of said in the first place. This would simply make it sound like he was hiding something from his best friend. Would he be judged? In Axel's mind yes, but Roxas could understand him, but then why was he pushing him away. Maybe he didn't want him to get involved or get hurt. Even if he wanted to protect him, Axel still saw himself as a target. Quietly he spoke of how he saw the situation in his point of view. "Roxas, it is not like I have much of a choice....The last thing I want is for something to happen to either of you, but if I am suspected then I have to do what needs to be done. You are wrong about Xaldin, he would threaten Demyx and he tempted to throw his lance at him...that one time. That is what made me snapped. I would rather deal with Demyx that way I would make sure he wouldn't get killed by Xaldin, then I could evade him if necessary. Anything to keep him out of harms way. I guess you are judging me then? Seeing me as one of those cold..... " Axel turned his back not able to look at his expression any longer. Anger was easily visable in his tone with the last sentence as he tried hard not to show it or else he might end up doing something stupid like going out of the world and trying to find the Nameless himself. A suicide mission..., but if the other organization members didn't trust him then what else was he suppose to do. He coudn't gain their trust? No, because he protected Demyx. Marluxia was his other option, but he would have to make sure Xenmas wouldn't suspect him like he already expected and knew about the Graceful Assassin's intentions. The flame dancer knew was that he would chance the dusks to find the location of the Nameless and it would mean possibly putting them at risk if any.



The assassins glared at the dancer nobodies and immediately got into a fight with them. Screeching and growling was heard as they attacked back right outside Demyx's room. There was no one to control them except their master was not there in the time being. So they were being territorial and doing what they thought Axel would want them to do.

 

Larxene had her eyes closed, sometimes open, but she listened, getting more snuggled in her covers as she let out a deep breath. She was already awake..she just couldn't leave the bed because it was so good. She had to keep in mind that she wanted to take a nice, long bath to get away the day's problems off her in whichever method, and only yawned when Marluxia mentioned then, that they had a meeting while she was out in the dream world in a soothing voice. But in the end she didn't really move, as she began to go through the things they have yet to speak of once her mind was becoming more alert, and that included the reason for their recent spat before, but also why he had made this pact by kissing her on the lips. She hadn't forgotten about that. And will not until she had a explanation given. Yet, it wasn't until that he had gone to kiss her forehead gently that she glanced up at him, blinking, rather not wanting to talk of Xeltic, even if something had bothered her about it before she knocked out. She simply return the grasp when he grabbed her hand, eyes shutting again, though not really sleepy anymore. She waited a while, getting the strength to open her mouth and speak, and it came out as a low, mutter, "...we have to talk...about the...other things first..."

That came before whatever Xemnas's meeting was.

OOC: I'll get to Roxas soon, have to go.

 

Marluxia tilted his head slightly as she started to sit up and eventually looked him in the eyes. His gentle eyes searching hers letting her know just by the look that she was not required to get up and he would allow her to rest as much as possible. He couldn't help but hide a slight grin however when her eyes once again found themselves shut, showing she truly wasn't eager about getting up but perhaps realized it would probably be best to do so.

He looked down at their hands noticing she had actually returned his clasp of her hand, nodding slightly, and returning the gesture with a soft squeeze before continuing to massage it with his thumb. "Very well..." he spoke softly, "to be honest I wasn't too eager to relay the small bits of information I retained from the meeting anyways..." He didn't know why but he always seemed to be at peace with Larxene, even though he was heartless and uncaring, for some reason or another he just felt comfortable when she was around.

Furthering on that note he hoped and believed that she too was comfortable around him, they being the only two that could turn to each other for anything in their pathetic existence and in turn receive the other's full and unprecedented understanding of the other. Knowing how she must feel and what would probably help her he spoke softly again, "my bathroom is open to your use...bath or shower..."

 

OoC://Due to the fact in the past month or so I've recently started to become uninterested in this role-play and that I'm also busy and getting too lazy to come back here and check for replies, I'm currently deciding between closing the role-play and keeping it going.

All in favor of closing say Aye. All who are in favor of not closing the role-play vote Nay.


Go.

 

Aye........

 

.....well......>_>.......aye. -_-

 

(OOC: Nay)

 

(OOC: Oh come on you party poopers. That isnt' fair. This is a fun rpg. So I say Nay. Keep it going. ^_^ If certain people don't know what to do with their characters come visit us. LOL.. Still waiting for Roxas...)

 

Meh, I'm neutral. I don't know. As for Roxas, it's going to be placed when this is over.

 

OOC: Like TN I am also neutral, guess I will base mine on what I see from everyone else.

 

ooc If Hellkitten doesn't want this to go one then everyone who does can remake a thread or something like that...I don't get a say in this cause I wasn't that active... if a remake is made or this goes on I'll post every chance I get unlike last time...