Organization XIII - It's a beautiful day!

((Hey, next time, can you either make your text bolder or bigger or both? It's kinda hard to read with this stupid white background.))

 

Roxas was kind of surprised at how Vexen didn't really give him a long lecture of some sort... maybe female Vexen wasn't so bad... "Thanks..." He said, taking the sweater. "I hope this thing's temporary... so I don't have to wait for the other cures first..."

Roxas then teleported into his room... quite relieved about how he wasn't yelled at/lectured. He decided that he should already get dressed, before trying anything else.

 

Vexen stood there and watched as he took the things spoke and listen. She chuckled once he was gone. "What a fool that is going to last a very long time and I truly hope that it teaches him a lesson. " she said to herself as she began to move about trying to figure out a way to change herself back and to get all three of the little brats back to normal.

((Merry Christmas Everyone ))

 

((I got a scanner for christmas... XP And thanks, XIII. It helped.))

 

(( Oh, crap - someone tell me what I missed... XD;

TERRIBLY sorry I disappeard for so long - The Holidays = family + friends over = no computer time = no RPing time and THAT'S basicly how it went down. XD; ))

 

((You missed nothing. Honestly. We've all been busy.))

 

"Fine," Zexino relented, as he raised his hand, summoning a portal of darkness to appear in front of Larxene, leading to where Demyx's 'scent' was. "Make sure to bring him back to this room - unharmed - and to wait here for us."

This said, he disappeared with a swirl of darkness, materlizing in a forest. Tall trees with leaves overshadowed the ground, and the forest scent was strong and soothing. The sound of a river was somewhere in the distance...while two whimpering kids could be heard right next to him, being no other than Xigbar and Luxord.

"Well, well, here's where you two have been," he remarked, turning to them. "Ready to come home?"

OOC: Hope everyone had a good Christmas! :3

 

OOC: Merry Christmas, by the way, guys. Yet, still the holidays so, Happy Holidays xP.

Larxene actually had a giddy smile on her face as she saw the portal that was going lead her to her to--Demyx, and just simply gave a serious nod to Zexion about his order, feigning that she will keep to that. For awhile, anyway. She stayed to watch him disappear intently, and even after when he was gone she stood there, a finger on her chin as she went into thought. He was truthfully back to normal again, it seems...yet, it made her wonder...

The wonder though came to a halt when her ears picked up the sudden residing swoosh, and noticed that the portal was closing. Snapping back from her contemplations, Larxene didn't waste any time on going through it, only to appear in a hall...behind Demyx, who seemed to be alarmed now in her view. It didn't take long before she had him grasped by his waist, lifting him up to dangle on her arm like some briefcase, or rather, a carry on, and since she had some type of unexpected strength for a female, Demyx's weight felt like a feather. She knew that by her previous actions, she might've scared him, so before he had a chance to run away, she was aware that she had to act fast. Just in case.

Giggling to herself, darkness surrounded them both without another word, their vision only clearing when they were back to the Nocturne's room. It was at this that Larxene eyed him with a delighted smirk, her eyes glinting dangerously.

"Found you."

 

Luxord was still in the shallow hole, crying. He's about 100+ feet away from where he left Xigbar. The stupid rabbit. Scarring him off like that. He didn't stop crying while he sat there, and in the end didn't hear Zexion's comment.

Demyx looks to Larxene with big, feared eyes. He knows the woman isn't to be taken lightly. She's not just intimidating. She won't hesitate to kill. Even a child. He just has to be even more cautious then ever since now he was caught and alone with her. "Um... I wanna see Saix please..." He spoke. Saix is really the only one who don't fear her. Or so he thinks.

 

Noticing Luxord's 'scent' was farther from Xigbar's, Zexion groaned, running a hand through his hair. And thus, the chao ensues once more. Tightly grabbing the Freeshooter's hand, ignoring anything he might have said, darkness circled around him as he appeared right next to the hole the Gambler of Fate was in. Bending down, he extended his free hand to him.

"Hey, you," he said, "get out of there."

OOC: For some reason that last statement Zexion makes me laugh. XDD

 

OOC: I thought the statement actually sounded cute xD.

"Oh? Saïx is not here, he's on a...eventful trip with the Superior," Larxene answered discreetly, her voice a saccharine sugar that dripped with honey as she took them to the bed, where she threw the kid down like a rag doll. She eyed him as his little body bounced a bit on the mattress, before sitting down on the edge, close to him, apparently calm. She wasn't going to do anything for now, though a few ideas came into her mind about what was she going to do. Waiting a little, she added to her words casually with a wave of her hand, "I'm your babysitter now, you know. And I think you're aware not to test my patience, but I'll at least give you the pleasure of playing a few...games. And I still want to take you out for ice cream, of course, have you ever tried sea-salt ice cream?"

 

Xigbar sniffed, wiping his eyes. "AHH! Look - it's Luxxy!!!" he cried. "YAAAAAY! Thank you so much, Uncle Zexxy - now we can go home and we won't have to eat each other to survive!!!"

((Bleh.))

 

Demyx nodded and pulled himself more twards one of his fish sheet pillows. He pulls it up infront of his body, as if that pillow there would keep him safe from the rage of the Savage Nymph. "What game did you wanna play?"

Luxord sniffles, hearing Zexion's voice. He holds his hand out to Zexion, being pulled out of the hole. "I wanna go home... I don like this place..." He cries, sniffling still.

 

"Any game you want to play. I don't know what little boys do, so you can choose what you want," Larxene responded airily, with no hint of malice in any of her features. There was no point in scaring the kid any longer, which only put a dent on her whole plan instead of helping it. Honestly, she just wanted to get to Twilight Town and get it over with so she can sleep, and rest from the cold, which was thankfully controlled for the while.

Larxene didn't know whether she was graced with bad luck, some dark magic was placed over her, or her body was using her as amusement, because the moment she acknowledged her sickness, as if on cue, she sneezed again, so hard this time that she finally noticed her forelocks went up when that happened, and she began to cough right after as she went to regain her halted breathing. Taking the hand off her mouth as usual, she went to rub her throat with it as her eyes went wet from the force, her nose now stuffed to officially claim the cold reigned over her.

Sniffing her nostrils to try and let the air to her lungs in, she sighed, finding it not working, so she had to breathe from her mouth, and when spoke, her voice sounded low and supressed, as someone with a unfortunate cold should. "Forget what happened, I'm fine. Anyway...what game?"

 

((Is alone in lab not sure what to do at moment feeling a little blah ))

 

As the tiny boy grasped his hand, while the other seemed very much relieved, Zexion couldn't help but smile. Although he hated to admit it, the two were just so...cute. There really wasn't any other word to describe them. And even if they could act spoiled, they were in need of a...guardian. To care and lead them...and knowing this, the Cloaked Schemer knew that they couldn't be this way forever. They'd die out there, doing a mission for the Organization. They'd need to find a way to revert them back to normal as soon as possible...but how? Whatever Vexen had concocted for the tiny Demyx most likely hadn't worked...so now what? Just continue experimenting on them? The kids weren't guinea pigs...and if the worst happened, they may never age again or worse - be even younger...

Shaking his head of the negativity, Zexion focused his attention back to the two youngsters. They were both quite near tears, their bodies still quivering with fear at the possibility of having to eat each other it seemed. As another smile quirked the corners of his lips, he released their hands, quickly bringing his arms around Lurxord and Xigbar, bringing him close to him in a sort of embrace. As awkward and unusual it may be for him to be doing this, he knew that they must be feeling frightened, needing someone to calm to nerves - and what else can do that but a hug? Although the Freeshooter and the Gambler were both Nobodies, completely devoid of emotions...it was the memory of their childhood that was surfacing, causing their body and mind to react that way. If persisted, it'd just cause more troubles, and change the way they'd act when they grew older...however way that may work...but ultimately, he knew it'd help in the future somehow. Either in having them listen to him easier, or just being less squirmy. For now that was...

"You don't need to worry about a thing," the Cloaked Schemer soothed, as he stroked the back of their hairs, Xigbar's dark ponytail flopping slightly about his back, Luxord's blonde hair rustling. "Any time you're lost..." He hesitated, not wanting to continue with the next of his words. "I'll find you. I promise." Reluctantly, he gave them both a reassuring smile, as he scooped the two straight into his arms, lifting them to sit on his arms, as he then stood. Being a child, fortunately, they both didn't weigh very much, and he was able to carry the both of them as if they were two babies.

"Now..." he murmured to them both. "Let's just get home..."A portal of darkness opened underneath them, and they disappeared, materalizing back into Demyx's room.

Tilting his head up, he found Larxene, seated on the side of the bed, with Demyx hugging a fish-shaped pillow, the covers drawn slightly around him. The Melodious Nocturne's expression seemed tentative, bordering towards anxiety and nervousness, while he couldn't quite see the Savage Nymph's face, only the back of it, her platinum blonde hair cascading softly past her shoulders ever so slightly.

Wow, she looks beautiful...wait, what...? Where did that thought come from? Zexion couldn't help but think, his eyes wide with surprise at his sudden musing. The Savage Nymph...she was pretty, he'd admit, but he never thought much of it, even as much as thinking she was all that 'beautiful'. It was actually hard to even think that without realizing how savage she really was, not hesitating to use anyone as her 'toy', to 'play' with. That, of course, consisted of some sort of malice or tortue, never anything pleasant at all. He had physical proof of that already on his body! A cut on his throat and a sore head, all of which happened when he blacked out moments ago. Obviously, he had encounted her, done something to bother her, causing her to just lash out at him. She was probably enjoying herself all the while too. Although he did remember when he had awoken, her expression was tightly drawn, cold, her features dark and snarling. If she was really being entertained, would her face really appear that way? What could it be that he said or did exactly that would set her off though?

"I've warned you, don't know how many times, and you've finally driven my patience thin..."

"I've been too passive. Don't think I won't kill you..."

"Your compliments don't sway me, so your pathetic opinion on my looks are worthless. And yes, I do blame you because I never gave you any reason to 'care' for me. If you do, your problem, don't bother me with it!"

"Idiot...what is your problem?"

The words echoed within his mind, as the scenes flashed through his head - being pinned against the wall with a kunai pointed at his throat, imbedding the sharp point of her weapon into his throat, kicking him, and then tossing him across the floor.

"Are you sure you don't require any rest...? I don't want it to become worse..."

"You're beautiful even when angry..."

"I don't doubt the fact that you won't hesitate to 'kill' me, but can you blame me for caring for you?"

Now Zexion's own voice rung within his head, as he recalled his actions - embracing the Savage Nymph, then chuckling and giving her a compliment, all of which he beared without a word, as if hoping she'd...

Suddenly, the back of his head began to burn, and his vision began to blur. Remembering the kids still within his arms, he quickly placed them on the ground, before stiffening, blinking, trying to steady himself. However, his body swayed, as he shakingly extended one arm, trying to reach for something to balance himself, before he could feel his legs grow weak, and he just fell, his eyes closing.

OOC: I hope everything's okay Cissnei...*hugs* And well, I suppose Vexen could search for the others or work on an experiment to try to cure everyone?

 

Larxene waited for Demyx's answer, her head feeling like someone stuffed countless objects in it to the brim, and her throat and lungs constricted becuase of her congestion, making it hard to breath from her mouth like she had planned. There was obvious need for a tissue right now, but she couldn't get up at the moment, not until Demyx was wrapped around her finger perfectly. It was then she heard a sudden thud behind her, the daze that she was in making her not pay attention to her surroundings well as she should've, and her head turned to surprisingly find a fallen Zexion on the floor, and two little brats. Two. More. Freaking. Children.

She bristled.

Today was the day she'll die, but she was positive no one would mind that.

Groaning, not in the best of health and now having to deal with three kids and a unconscious Zexion at her back, just added extra weight to her list of things to do. Then again, she could just leave him on the ground...why did he go off to faint once more, was it some kind of side-effect? Sighing irately though, curiosity getting the better of her, she shifted to get up, standing on her feet soon enough, as she walked to the new trio in the room, only to bend down, trying to study the Cloaked Schemer's face to see if something went wrong, placing a hand to his forehead to check if it was just some type of fever he was having. Warm, but otherwise fine. Then it had to do with something else. If he got the kids here, it didn't mean he got hurt in any way either, unless he endured it for the time being.

But first off, she had to take this a step at a time. Straightening up as she took her hand back, she raised it to open a black portal, and headed to look expectantly at Luxord and Xigbar. Though she hated the way her voice sounded muffled, she ordered, "This portal will lead you to Vexen, where you were going to go. Get in there and freaking leave to bother him...ugh...her. As for Demyx...go too, I'm sure you're wanting to."

And she still had a chance to do what she wanted despite the circumstances. Glaring at them all, she snapped her fingers impatiently, growling dangerously, "Move it!"

 

(( Dun worry, Vexxy - if you want somethin' to do, I'm your man-- uh... Gal. xD; ))

Xigbar gasped, completely alarmed. "Zexxy! Zexxy, what's wrong?!" he asked, nudging the other member. "Can you hear me?" Xigbar looked up at Larxene, tears in his eyes from worry and fear. "WHAT?! No - don't make us go there! We won't do anything, honest! We just wanna see if Zexxy's gonna be okay - is there anyway we could help?"

His wide, tearful yellow eyes pleaded to Larxene, hoping for just one chance so that he could prove himself. His lip started quivering as well.

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"H-Hello?!" Saix called, grunting and shifting a little under the heavy weight of the Superior's body. "Hello?! Vexen? Zexion? ANYONE?! I... need help!"

The man's concerned eyes darted around the empty lab, hoping to spot anyone who could help him and the Superior.

 

Larxene placed a hand to her head exasperated, she wasn't in the mood to do this, and she was feeling cold again. That was usually the sign of a fever, but there's no possible way she could have both at the same time, that would be overkill, especially when she wasn't used to being sick. Shaking her head slightly, she narrowed her into slits as she pointed to the portal forcibly. The puppy dog eyes and tears never worked on her. "Zexion will be fine, he'll wake up soon, he just fainted for the moment. You have to go there and see if Vexen has the cure to turn you all back to normal, there's nothing you can do to help, all you have to do is wait. Now get out of here before you really test my temper, and trust me, if I have the chance, you won't make out alive. I suggest you don't make me use force on you."

The last bit of her tone held a omminous warning and threat that hanged in the air, and it would've sounded more menacing if she didn't talk like someone put a cloth over her mouth. Larxene tapped her foot impatiently, looking at Xigbar and the rest, her arms crossed banefully, as she growled in a low voice, "I'm waiting."

 

"M... Miss Larxene?" Demyx calls softly. He was still on the bed, but his pillow and blankets were left as he found them. "W... we can help take care of you an Mr. Zexion... Right?" He looks to Luxord then to Xigbar. His seafoam eyes travels back to Larxene. "I mean... Miss Vexen knows where we are if she has the potion ready an stuff."

"Are you mad Demy?" Luxord threw his hands into the air. "We'll be eaten by the Vexe-Monster if we leave! Uncle Zexxy said he'd protect us, but he can't if he's asleep like this. We gotta help him an then leave."

Demyx looks to Luxord with a confused look on his face. What was the chibi gambler talking about anyways? "What's a Vexe-Monster?