Friday the Thirteenth

"Will everyone just shut up for one minute!?" Axel shouted with his annoyance reaching its peak.Wah wah wah, is that all these grown men and women, excluding Xioimara, did anymore? This just wasn't right ..and of course Larxene had to, just HAD to complain when it came to him leading the others.All he asked was that they make two groups to do two things, that's it ..it was never his intention to proclaim himself the leader entirely.He did the smartest choice he could find in the situation, and the only thing sent his was was criticism. Could nothing have been easy?

His eyes showed heavy impatience, and soon he'd just walk off like Larxene did if this kept up.In a situation like this, was arguing all the Organization could think of doing?

"..Look, you people can make your own groups then if my leadership is so badly taken .." he looked at Larxene's back and rolled his eyes, not forgetting that flip of the finger from earlier, which he laughed at.She was strong, and could probably help during all this ..but she could go off and let herself get killed for all he cared. Marluxia can deal with her."Larxene, don't think I didn't try that either ..you won't appear anywhere but back where you started." just a tip he had to give her before she made herself look like a fool in front of anyone ..did she really think of him as dumb enough NOT to try that?

Hmph, what did it matter anyway?

Shrugging his shoulders, Axel turned his back on the others and walked off into the darkness, only having it fade away as his ball of flame increased his visibility."You guys do what you want ..I'm finding power, and if I get it on ..thank me later." he raised his hand, giving a careless wave to everyone else as the light began leaving them.Without him, their source of light would probably be gone unless they found an alternate source.

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"...Well, I know of a perfect way we can all calm down.Everyone join hands ..I feel a song coming on!" Demyx said with as much cheer as he could muster, despite the glow of Axel's flame starting to get further and further away.But he had to try and raise everyone's spirits, including the frightful Xioimara ..suddenly he didn't feel so cowardly anymore.

He held out his arms and, appearing with vibrant bubbles and water came his Sitar, his treasured instrument and his tool ..one he couldn't go without.

"Any requests?"

OOC: Little on the short side, sorry, been stressed xD

 

Larxene stopped from trying to create a portal, in conjunction to Axel's words. She somehow expected something to go wrong with the fact that they were all trapped here. Luck was lacking. But indeed, she did think Axel was ******ed enough not to try this, and he didn't bother to say anything. Not to mention that it should be confirmation to the rest in case the question was ever asked. She wasn't disappointed as her ticket out of here easily was trampled on. It just showed her, and everyone, how the serial killer already had them stuck and had messed with the Corridors of Darkness, proving her words more thoroughly. Sick geniuses, they were. Nobody seemed to take this seriously. At least Xioimara agreed with her, and noticed the danger. But she was female, so she predicted that common sense will be ingrained in the genes, unlike the others. She had ignored Axel's previous shout otherwise, and let him realize his lack of leadership skills, not really caring what was twisting in his ass. She was tired of him, and he was getting on her nerves. What she was aware of was that there was no way out. Well, there was, as they had exits. But she doubted that if she said anything about them heading towards it as a whole group, and getting outside sources as she had said, they will go with separating still. And if she went out on it alone, it was a high possibility that she was made to be a target. It was only the cardinal rule. Something which Axel wasn't following as he suddenly decided to be some macho, and leave them. Oh, how manly. She had only noticed because she found the room getting darker, and her gaze turned to his retreating back with a displeased expression. The reality had sunken in on her: she was to stay with them. It was foolish to head off by one's self, as aforementioned. And with whatever the "group" agreed to do, whether to make an exit or go get the power back on, or find the serial killer that would never be found unless he wished it so, she had to go along regardless of her opinion on the matter. And it wasn't a positive one. "Guess we're stuck together."

Her voice was laced with exasperated, dirty undertones, as her lips curled in dissatisfaction at the prospect, obviously getting through that she wasn't happy with the situation. Not that she had been in the first place since she got inducted into the Organization. And as if to add in why she felt that way, Demyx chose right on cue to be moronic by summoning his Sitar, and believing that they were suddenly going into a phase of Kumbaya. Her patience was tried again. Sometimes...she really wondered. As Axel was off having his way, though, she took it upon herself to provide the light that was slowly missing. She hated it, but she needed to see at best, for her sake. Reluctantly, and sighing dramatically, there was a low crackle heard, and feelings of vibrations, before the outline of her body glowed with a bright white-blue, along sparks of yellow, that expanded throughout the vicinity. It lit up vibrantly the whole entire space clearly, almost as if the real lights were back on, being electricity, and she watched as her cloak and hair was slightly floating from the static energy. She frowned, feeling like a light bulb in the process. She was debating whether to stay here, or go her own path, and let them run into whatever they chose to go off to. That would equate to her being alone, which had to be avoidable, but by this point, she didn't give a damn. It wasn't like she was feeling anything else to stop her from doing so. And they would probably be happy not having her there anyway. Or more preferably, her death, so it all worked out in the end. With a bored stare, she eyed them and gave a motion for them to go, crossing her arms after. "You should all do what you want to do now before the red ****** continues walking off."

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Roxas was in a daze, looking far into a wall, but at the same time, not really looking at anything in particular. Or paying attention to something specific. He was used to the rambunctious meetings when they all huddled together like this without Xemnas, and so it was second nature to tune off his ears, and put them on ignore until a conclusion was made under the racket. It was why he didn't really flinch with Axel yelling, not really taking in the words, or anyone's as he continued to lay back on the wall while sitting in his makeshift chair comfortably. So, it wasn't until he noticed the peculiar difference in lighting that he blinked his deep, cobalt eyes, and snapped back down to earth, glancing around in surprise. He finally settled his focus on Axel, who was leaving, and taking the source of whatever light they had with him. He would question what happened, yet, he connected it with the fact that his best friend got irritated with all the exclamations and disagreements, and stormed off. Now, he didn't have memories, and in turn, he couldn't ever see if he had watched a scary movie once in his life as a human. But, he did trust in what Larxene was saying about being alone, and he wasn't feeling very relaxed anymore as the redhead was disappearing. The sound of a voice distracted him, meeting with the annoyed face of the blonde female. He didn't really understand her sometimes. They were certainly...not the best, but he didn't feel like he was cursed for being with all twelve of them. Shaking his head, he hopped off the hospital bed, fixing his cloak before the woman did something that made him pause. His eyes widened at the white blue hue that now enclosed him, having to grimace as he wasn't use to that type of stark brightness ever since he woke up. Rubbing them, he blinked a few times, wondering why Larxene had held off from doing this if she could. Then again, it wasn't really something to question, he supposed. Letting out a breath, he walked off after Axel as Larxene gave another set of words. And before Demyx somehow dragged him into his whole idea of song out of nowhere.

He didn't really need to think or argue with himself as to who he would side with, and he wasn't put at ease when he thought that his best friend was going to be on his own depending on what the gang chose to do. It wasn't the smartest idea, he was aware of that, and he still wasn't sure if they should separate, but maybe he could help in lowering the...tension. Going pass the doorway, the red haired man wasn't that far at all, so he took a few, small steps to reach him, warily studying his surroundings in caution. "Hey, Axel..."

 

Marluxia continued to listen to this bickering and nonsense that spewed from these fools mouths. On one hand he was beginning to grow a headache from Axel believing he had a place of leadership, and on the other he was highly surprised Larxene had taken to such a cowardly tone that wasn't usually like her. If anything in his eyes he saw this as a mere test of sorts to be give in preparation for his betrayal of the Organization. "Indeed...go about your businesses I have grown tired of all this childish bickering..." he said before turning to Lexasus and raising a eyebrow. "I see...so this is our team...so be it...we shall find this thing and rid it of it presence on this world..."

He quietly headed towards the entrance way into the hallway, waiting for the rock hardened fellow and young girl to accompany him. To be honest this team wasn't too bad in his opinion, a quiet fellow who usually followed orders, and the blind but not in the least held down young girl who he had helped teach some of the ropes of the Organization to along with Xigbar. He sighed rubbing his temples as this task wasn't all that appealing but the sooner they finished it up the sooner they could each focus their attentions onto what was indeed important. He gave Larxene a glance, a disturbed one at that, showing he intended for things to continue as planned once this annoyance was dealt with.



Zexion sighed as everyone continued to show a lack of Organization and proper etiquette. This was indeed the reason he chose to stray away from socializing in any shape or form with most of these members being dull or immature...even both for some of them. He agreed however with the final decision of everyone doing whatever they wanted, the strong and smart would prevail no matter what. His eyes met along with Demyx's and Xigbar's, before speaking, "you two shall accompany me...while Axel intends to restore power we shall make our way to the headquarters defense system..." he said ushering for them both to come over.

He took a glance around the remaining members in the room before letting out another sigh, "the rest of you I would suggest accompanying a group...at this point it would not matter much which..." he said before meeting gazes with Larxene. "As a suggestion for yourself...you would benefit the most with restoring power to the headquarters or the defense system...so I would advise joining Axel or myself..." After which he found himself standing out in the hallway as well waiting for the other two to find themselves in a similar stance to go.

 

Normally an amused smirk would have been put on due to Demyx and his attempt to lighten things up, but between the ****** comment he caught from Larxene, as well as her attitude given just because he tried giving a few orders out, suitable ones might he add, he just didn't bother firing back.As much as she might think he was a coward for keeping his mouth closed, Axel had more important things to deal with than a loud mouthed girl with the temper of a bull.His existence was on the line here, and if this serial killer was the real deal then power was what was needed.As he proceeded further down the hall he noticed the voices behind him growing distant, but someone was approaching him from behind. Was it Larxene? ..no, his ears might've fallen off due to her needless bitching. Maybe Demyx? ..Nah, he wasn't nearly losing his mind yet. He was placing his bet on Roxas, and to be sure that decision was the right one he looked over his shoulder.

From only the first glance, Axel saw Roxas taking the situation seriously and keeping his eyes peeled for anything odd, out of the ordinary, or threatening.And from the looks of it, he would be the only one accompanying him as they headed downstairs, on foot, to get the power back.Tch ..and for the sake of the others to survive as well, and as much as he wanted to say Larxene was expendable, her incredible speed and her gifted element would prove useful in many points in time.But he needed her cooperation, something that was always difficult to get unless you were the Superior,Xemnas.But Xemnas was having some beauty sleep ..and a leader wasn't exactly chosen yet.

Thunder boomed once more, a streak of lightning lighting up the pitch black sky and filling the halls with its sudden flash of light.No doubt Demyx was crapping himself by now."..Things look bad, but if we're careful we can get through this." was the response given, softly, as his gaze went to his best friend.Unlike the others, Roxas was young and couldn't comprehend images like Vexen and his sliced corpse.He sympathized, but didn't underestimate the usefulness Roxas could provide.


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"..No song?" Demyx asked Zexion as he sheepishly walked over, running his hands along the Sitar carefully.Here he was trying to cheer everyone up so they wouldn't be worried, especially himself, but now no one even asked for a song.They could be such jerks sometimes ..all he wanted to do was help in the best way he could.Not a 'Thanks for trying to help, Demyx.' or a 'Wow, you're such a thoughtful person, Demyx.'Hmph, he had his uses, no one just bothered using them.

Hmph, I bet if I catch this guy they'd beg me to be their best friend! I can just imagine it ..Demyx, the man who saved the Organization. he stopped in front of Zexion and allowed the Sitar to bubble out of physical appearance and rest in a safe place until it was needed for personal pleasure, or a fight.Either of the options were likely, and it hurt to admit that too.He was a lover, not a fighter.Heck, even the bookworm Zexion could probably beat him if he tried.

Oooooh but he'd get a good shot in, so help him he would.His reputation among the Organization was always associated with 'Coward' or 'Weakling'. But his time would come, and when it came, he'd mock the others when they needed him. 'Save us, Demyx!' they would cry out for his aid, but would he help them?

Yes ..but not after milking it a little.

"Okay, lets try and hurry before he comes for us .." Demyx tried steadying his voice as he said this to Zexion, but the thought of some deranged psycho stalker following them around with a sharpened tool used purely for mutilating ..it almost made a guy pee himself.Granted, he did that, but it wasn't the point!

Laughing nervously, Demyx clasped his hands together and looked back at Larxene."Larxene ..wanna come with us? Maybe that defense thing needs electricity ..I mean, the lights aren't working, and if we have those defense things working again, we'd be safer .." Normally he'd never bother Larxene, but the group was already appearing to be unfit for battle.Plus ..they needed light."Come on ..it'll be fun!We can sing along together and try to calm down a little, right?"

 

Roxas blinked at Axel's response, as he had believed he would be in a more annoyed mood than what was given. Instead, he seemed calm, if not, just a bit irritated. He made certain not to lose his concentration of what was going on around him, though, as he took in what Larxene said of serial killers being highly intelligent in the worst way seriously. So he wanted to be prepared in case they were caught off-guard suddenly. As he went along, now beside Axel as he watched the rest start to go off elsewhere, he didn't know exactly how this was to end. Something was telling him that it wasn't going to be as easy as it appeared to be. A very foreboding feeling, and he felt worse about it when he was getting farther off from everyone. He was worried, he could admit. Surprisingly, he also understood where Larxene was coming from when the proclamation of their plan raised up, and that they should find some other method. But, there weren't any that wouldn't put their lives in danger. They just had to choose the best out of them. Slightly silent for a little in contemplation, he glanced up at the redhead, wanting to give some sort of...consolation? Enough for this to be the smoothest ride as possible. "You shouldn't really be all that mad about Larxene. You know how she is. It was kind of expected, really. I've gotten quite used to it already. Don't take it that hard. She insults everyone. Especially when she's angry. And, you are aware how she is with you the most. Sometimes, I don't know whether she hates your guts, as much as a Nobody could, or...well, if you count the flirting, which I think it's more getting under your skin, then anything..." He scratched his blond head. Due to having no memories, he didn't know a lot of things. So when he asked Axel why Larxene kept touching him in his chest, chin, cheek, arms, shouldes, even lips, for some reason that will only be known to her, he named it "flirting" and "invading personal space". He was told that "flirting" was a sort of gesture or body language that showed you liked someone in more terms than friendship. An interest. That was when the topic led to love or liking a girl. Either way, supposedly "flirting" can be used to tease, and sometimes, it's not really meaningful or true if the person just wanted to mess with your head. Axel also mentioned suing her for "sexual harassment" in a joking manner, but when questioned, his best friend didn't get far in explaining what that one meant. Roxas could only guess it was the same thing as flirting? His eyebrows furrowed. Still, Larxene's motivations were obscured, so it was hard to tell what she was thinking, or her motivation. He shrugged. "And we still don't know what group she's going to choose to go in. So if she's with us...well, uh, the tension wouldn't be really needed now, would it? We have to at least try to agree on a peace verdict."

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Larxene ignored Marluxia's look that he had directed at her knowingly, the betrayal not being in her mind as of the moment compared to how much he probably thinks about it. She could slice Xemnas's neck right now when he was unconscious, even, if the killer didn't get to him first, and that would solve the biggest problem. Yet, it seemed everyone thought they were safe and were underestimating the actual situation. They had no sense. Now she was stuck between going alone, and getting some outside source, then return; which was better than wandering aimlessly through dark halls with a serial killer around. Or, decide a group to go with, since they were obviously not listening to her. They'll live to regret that, she swore. Despite that they couldn't feel, they did have their brains. And it was only a matter of time before the reality sunk in. Still, going off on her own wasn't smart, as she would become a target, judging by that horror movie she saw once. It was the usual movie genre she liked, along with action, fantasy, and adventure. Romance was...she used to like it. When she was idealistic and stupid, that is. But, she was never as big on it even then, and would rather prefer to see something in a theater worth watching with a big screen and surround sound. So, she was a qualified expert on these things, despite it being fiction. As she had thought before, all one needed was common sense. Separating, for example, would do nothing, but simply make it easier for the killer to choose which group he was going to bother and kill first without so much power in the way. Shaking her head, she wondered for the billionth time what did she do to be stuck with morons. Damn it. As everyone was heading off while she provided the light...that she was dimming slowly when the room was emptying, Zexion began to direct words at her. It took awhile to process this through her buried fury, but she met him with a cold stare as he remarked his opinion. Naturally, she would be more of use with Axel's path. But, really, Axel? The idea of that with the irritation she found herself growling for, didn't make it appear too pleasing. He can stay with Roxas, and be a group of two to get wiped off. The little kid was the only one who could hold his own and was the strongest. Axel, on the other hand, was average. Not that she cared, but she had to choose, after all. Despite her bitterness and misgivings about it.

She was leaning more into going with the others, but then Demyx spoke up about his "fun" and "singing", maybe him peeing on himself again, as well as having to deal with his spooks and whines, that easily made her mind up with going with Axel and Roxas. Dealing with the redhead, was better than dealing with that nuisance. Her patience was at its peak, and she was going to go off any given second. Having Demyx around to made her grit her teeth wasn't what she was vying for. Let alone the gay music following it. Next was Lexeaus and Xioimara. Not thrilling either. One barely let out any words, and was too serious, while she'd have to deal with wolf girl. Sighing, with a glare, and a frown, she merely pushed herself off the wall, and sauntered roughly pass Demyx, the door, and into the hall without a glance to anyone as she made a left turn sharply, seeing the mass of red instantly. It was there she "switched off" the light she was bestowing upon them, leaving the vicinity dark. It didn't bother her, and she just walked over with quick feet to the two numskulls ahead. Joy. Now everyone could be split in threes, and be all happy and whatnot.

Yeah, they were all going to die.

She didn't say anything, or announced her presence when she reached both Axel and Roxas, following behind instead as she pointedly settled her ardent and fiery gaze on Axel's back. Maybe if she tried hard enough, he would fade from the utmost loathing...

 

Xioimara backed up slightly as Lexaeus reached forward, "No!" She said and was seized. Xioimara started to laugh as he tickled her and was tempted to bite him to get him to stop. She managed to kick him however, she was dropped down. Roughly on that note. Sometimes she wondered if they were friends or foes.

Xioimara looked at Marluxia as he headed to the doorway. She trusted Marluxia well. Xioimara walked after Marluxia. She made sure to watch Lexaeus from the corner of her eye. She didn't trust him to much seeing as he had backhanded her a few times. If she could she would've taken back that rant. She called him a poser for no reason, and there was a murderer on the loose. If she was attacked chances were she would have to rely on Marluxia.

Xigbar didn't say anything. He was good with the plan. He never was one to argue with the leader. Xigbar looked at Demyx as he tried to persuade Larxene onto their side. Singing made him want to leave as well. He didn't blame her. Xigbar wasn't sure if this would be a complete failure or not.
He had never really talked to Zexion. He still had enough trust to know that Zexion was a good fighter.
Demyx he had spoken with countless times. He was a fast fighter. This team wasn't going to be a disappointment, he was pretty sure of himself. There was another question nagging him at the moment however, and seeing as he was one of the last to wake up the others were the right people to ask.

"What should we do about the others?" Referring towards Luxord, Saix, Xaldin, Vexen and Xemnas. He assumed they had also been knocked out. Only logical. Everyone seemed to be making up their minds and going their own ways but he had yet to hear them. It seemed like a good topic to bring up before everyone left.

Xemnas focused on the sounds of voices. His mind was alert. He recognized who was talking, Xioimara, followed by Xigbar after a few moments. He didn't recall Xioimara being around before this all went down. She always seemed to perform a disappearing act whenever there was a meeting of some sort. The thunder cracking was enough to answer his question. Xemnas stood up, what was happening had yet to be answered however. He had the feeling it was going to be an interesting explanation. His eyes adjusted to the darkness little by little. The air seemed slightly heavier than usual. Besides the power being out he was almost positive something had gone wrong.
Yes, this was going to be interesting.

 

.........<_<..........>_>........*sneaks in*

BIC- Luxord was having a very lucky night. It seemed that Lady Luck was on his side through every single game. Every single game he played at the casino that night, he won. And he even scored a few dates with some very cute girls. Oh what a night.

*murmur*

"Huh?" What was that sound? Those voices....they sound really familiar....but they're indistinct. I can't hear what they're saying.

....get rid of us all!.......What should we do with the others?.....

"What?" Luxord woke up from his dream. It was too bad. There was this very hot waitress that was calling him over. He groaned both in disappointment and in the newfound pain that was his head. What? What the bloody hell happened?! Why is it so dark? I can't see a thing! Wait. Wait just a second......Vexen! That slimy *******.... Luxord stood up and waited for his eyes to adjust to the darkness. He remembered now. Vexen had called down everyone to his lab to see an experiment. If he remembered correctly, the blasted fool threw something in the air and that was that. Now the lab was eerily silent and dark which Luxord found extremely creepy. Who would want to be in a dark lab with a twisted scientist anyway? Speaking of which, where is that idiot scientist anyway? He looked around some more and spotted something under a blanket and a group of people by the door. Zexoin, Xigbar, and Demyx. "Wait." Luxord walked up to them quickly before they left. He looked back and noticed that Saix, Xaldin and Xemnas were still out and on the ground. "Just what exactly happened here?"

OOC- >_>.....dang it. And still nowhere near as lengthy. And by the way, I can't even fake a British accent in real life. :D

 

OOC: *Sigh* Sorry Fire ..roleplay is shutting down until further notice, people need to get the **** over themselves and talk to one another if they've got a problem.You know exactly who you are. Nice playing with most of you, and sorry you couldn't play more Fire.