Organization XIII - It's a beautiful day!

"OK! I'm here!" yelled Xaldin as he burst through the door.... He as obviously drunk. He continously bumped into the walls as he walked.
"I... need... uhhh...." Xaldin pauses and scratches his head to think what he needs. "oh yeeehaaa! I need those paper-y... white... paper things..." described xaldin as he tried to make its shape with his hands. "and a s-s-cissssor too.."



OOC: gotta start somewhere... lol

 

((Which door?))

 

((To the lab, I'd wager. XD Quite the dynamic entrance, I'd say. =P ))

Xigbar began shrieking with laughter over the sad sight. "HAHAHAHAAAA! Dude - you are SO totally WASTED!" he laughed. He only succeded in getting Saix's hand slapped over his moth AGAIN.

"Xaldin..." Saix sighed in a decivingly calm voice. "Have you been dipping into the wine cabnets again...?"
Xigbar grunted angrily under the man's strong hold on his mouth, and started squirming around, trying to shout things he... well... shouldn't have for someone his age. It only came out as a garbled mess, though.

 

[hardy har har. Yus, I've been unactive >/ But if you actually browse the site you'll find that I haven't been on lately anyway ]

Axel had awoke, finding himself leaning on a halway wall. He scratched his head, not knowing of what xactly had occured. All he knew that he was glad to be alive, at the least.

Without haste, he stood. The redhead was soon off to the kitchen to grab something to eat. He really had no clue of what was going at the moment... nor really was he intrested. Axel was just hungry.

 

OOC: That kitchen is going to get crowded...>.<

Larxene didn't know how long she spent leaning against the counter, her head on her hands, in her T-shirt and midnight blue, crescent moon shaped pajama pants. For her opinon, it was a pathetic sight, she knew, something she will never do if it was up to her, but her skull was killing her from the ache. And she couldn't even get the orange juice, feeling too tired to open the fridge, then get the gallon out, get the glass, and then pour it. Maybe she had lasted too long without treating the cold, as it was taking a toll on her, and she wouldn't have even moved from her position if it wasn't for the fact that she heard something boiling. Halting another sneeze, she released her face, and saw with burning eyes that the water in the pot was heating a bit too much. Grunting, she forced herself to lift up, to open one of the drawers, and find one of those ladles, her sinus pressure now to the point where she wanted to cut out her nose witht its congestation. Grabbing it as she found the spoon, trying to keep her focus on making her hot soup, she went to step back to the stove, lowering down the flame in the burner, and getting the soup packet by its side.

Ripping the top part out quickly, not wanting to last cooking longer than she was capable of now, as her sickness was getting worst every minute that passed, she threw the contents in, making sure every powder and noodle fell there, before placing the empty bag somewhere around the counter. With that, she took to stirring with the laddle, her hand moving slowly, as her concentration was mostly concerned with getting this done, still not noting that little Luxord was trying to get ice cream in the freezer, and perhaps it was better that way.

 

OOC: Thats a VERY good question... haha... but since the question came up... ill agree with 2Foxxie4U.

Xaldin honestly had no idea where in the castle he was, or who he was talking to. He didn't even know if he was hallucinating the two standing in front of him.
"Who..." Xaldin goraned. He slumped against the wall and sits down palming his face. "Man... I think we are outtt of sake......" he smirks.
Xaldin takes a moment to think if the two people standing in front of him were real or not, and after what seemed to be a long moment, Xaldin looks up at Xigbar, who was struggling under Saix's arm, trying to get free. "Di-d you say something Xib-gar?" he slurred. "Oooo.... you guyz-sss hair haz pretty colors.."

 

(( Would someone please catch me up so that I don't have to do a ton of reading. Things have been very bad for me and my family lately. We are struggling to get by and Foxie4u knows about my situation and understands. ))

 

((lol Don't worry about a plot twist for me. I'll manage... somehow...))

Luxord had stopped, seeing that Larxene was in the kitchen. He turns away quickly, running past Axel and down the hallway. It's hard to tell where he was going to end up, but he didn't seem to care too much.

Demyx looks up to Xemnas. "Daddy? Can I have a piggy back ride? Please?" He gives a big grin, pouty eyes, and just makes himself to look as adorable as possible. ((*And watches all the Demyx fangirls and boys just swoon by his cuteness overdouse*)) "I've been really really good too! Please?"

 

Xemnas looked at each member before sighing, closing his eyes, and lightly pinching the bridge of his nose.

"You know," he said, "I really hate it when things go crazy around here and no matter how many times I ask what's going on, I never get an answer."

 

Axel blinked oddly seeing Luxord rip past him for a slight second. He shook his head and slid over to the counter where bread had been. He grabbed the bread and pounded it into an a toaster that wasn't beening used. After setting it to a decent time, Axel turned to find Larxene attempting to cook some sort of food.

"Bit blue, are we?" The pyro said, chuckling.

 

While Larxene felt like she was going to drop any moment if it wasn't for her strong will keeping her up and having to cook, the thought of getting some nice chicken soup was appetizing for this moment, and something she needed to help her congestion. It had gotten too far now, she couldn't even feel the air through her nose anymore, and she had to use her mouth every second to breathe and to get her lungs what they needed. She was sure the cold wasn't alone anymore, and a fever kept it company, so when her head was exploding like someone was drilling her skull inside, and her eyes were stinging as she stirred the soup around nicely, she ignored the noise of someone scurrying off, only turning her head once to find nobody there.

Sniffing, and ignoring it, she went back to her soup again normally, just needed a short two minutes to be ready and to be served now. It wasn't until Larxene heard a familiar, joking voice behind her, that she closed her eyes exasperatingly, as if asking someone from above to give her patience. Opening them sharply, now making herself look fine, and as if nothing was bothering her, she merely snarled without turning around, "What's it to you? As you can see, I'm not in the greatest of moods today, so I will suggest for your safety not to say anything."

She tried to sound threatening, but since her nostrils were clogged, her voice came out muffled once more, as a cold would do. Great.

 

(( FINALLY some momentum! XD WEWT!))

"Well..." Xigbar began. "It all baasically started this morning when I woke and looked in the mirror, and then I went down to the kitchen and..."
"...mmhhhfm fmmeh fmmmch mmmmffhhhhmmmpf."

Saix stared down at the little boy, his hands still wrapped around the little guy's mouth. He gave the kid a puzzled look. "...Riiiiight..." He looked back up at the Superior, sighing. "I have no clue, either... All I know is that there are two little boys previously know as Demyx and Xigbar running amuck our castle, a womanized Vexen and..." He sighed, and nodded over to Xaldin. "...Him."

(( And I'll give ya the low-down on what's been hap'nin', Vexxy. No worries. :noworries: ))

 

With Larxene's sickness affecting her voice, Axel couldn't help uttering a chuckled. "MY safety? Geez, you're the one who should be in bed right now." He snickered, trying to sound at least a bit kind. After, his bread had popped out from the toaster and now crisp. As he pulled the out, the redhead added to himself, "Or deathbed."

He smiled at her and buttered his toast before plopping it onto a clean plate. He yawned as he scooted only to lean against the counter and eat his meal, plate in one hand.

 

OOC: Not that it is bad, but I'm so used to seeing people put Axel in some type of red, that is weird it being another color xP.

"Deathbed? Pfft. As much happiness as it would do for some, I'm not dying anytime soon. And if I do, I'll make sure you all have something sweet to remember me by," Larxene replied merrily, as a smirk adorned her porcelain face, hearing him mutter to himself. He was going to get a handful....when she gets better, because her strength was, admittingly, at a low point at the moment, considering it was wasting its energy fighting the damn virus. And she was already forcing herself as it is to make her food. Speaking of said soup, it was ready by now, and giving a sniff to her clogged nose, trying to uselessly get some air in, turned off the burner fully, giving a last stir with the ladle, before pulling it out, and placing it on the surface of the cooktop.

She went to open another cabinet where the plates were, taking one out that was fit to holding such things as a broth. Rubbing her tired eyes with one hand, she stepped to the stove to serve herself, making sure it was full to the brim before heading off to the small table that was build in the middle of the kitchen. Larxene only walked back to the counter to open a drawer, pushing Axel's form a little as he was in the way, and left quickly enough as she got her forgotten spoon.

Sitting in one bar stool, she heaved a sigh as she looked down at the heated liquid before her, laying her head in one hand. Goodness, she was tired. The pot had still some leftovers remaining, so she can either leave it here for a random member to eat it, or save it for later. Shrugging weakly to herself, she began to eat her soup slowly, getting some around the edges where it was most cool as the warm taste was already helping her congestation.

 

[00c:Oh, no, it has nothing to do with Axel. It's just this is the colour I post on in the forums right now. It changes every like.. never.]

"Sweet?" He laughed, "I didn't know you were that... generous. Actually, doubt you'll be missed in anyway." Axel took a few bites of his toast before continueing, "SUCH a same, love." He smiled at her as he was being shoved by her.

Having nothing better to do, he followed her to the barstool. Plus, it wasn't everyday you could tease Larxene and she not be able to put you into immense pain, right? "How'd you come about this illness?"

 

"My, such the concern, Axel. Just that Demyx sent out a wave, and I got wet. Unless you lack common sense, unsurprisingly, you can figure it out," Larxene drawled casually, cocking a blonde eyebrow lazily with a amused smile on her face as she heard the last question. The soup had made it possible for her to breathe through her nose now, and even if it was just for awhile, she'll take advantage of her voice being more clearer, the problem left was just the headache, in which she ignored the pounding pain. She wasn't going to show weakness, the fact that she had a cold and Axel (of all people out of thirteen to be in the kitchen) was seeing her sick...is enough. "And the goal in my Nobody life isn't to be missed, quite the opposite. I'm not expecting anything less."

Larxene knew she was pushing it, but fluttering her hand, she made a few sparks of electricity appear, showing that even if her strength was low, she could still slap him around if she tried hard enough. She looked at him innocently with her doe eyes. "Though, I am willing to give you a free early example of my sweet and generous offer. What do you say?"

 

Axel laughed. "Not really," The pyro replied quickly as he put down his plate on the table, "Just wanted to know what, well, decided to make you look like a fool. But it was music boy? I'll have to give him my thanks." He found much joy in 'playing' with Larxene when she was this ill. He thought it was extremely amusing. "You are nobody, right? Nobody to me at least."

Now the woman was stretching her luck, he knew it. He grinned once more and took a seat on another barstool. "Right back at ya', " Axel hissed. He snapped his fingers and created a flare of great fire and heat, much more stronger than Larxene's sparks.

 

"Ooooh, you're so strong," Larxene mocked unimpressively and with fake admiration, knowing she could pull those two contradicting expressions off together. Rolling her eyes to the side slickly, she looked down at her soup, finding that there was just a bit left. Not wasting more of her time on the dimwit before her, she quickly ate the rest left even though her stomach was full, leaving just a tiny bit for a certain something. Licking her lips, she turned back to Axel pleasantly. "You're going to have to give him your thanks later, because I have yet to thank him myself...well, if he is alive later. I've also noticed that so far, you've said you don't mind me dead, won't miss me, and I'm a nobody to you. Yet, the point that's confusing to me is...what makes you think I give a damn?"

She raised her eyebrows questionably at him in a sarcastic manner, not being blind to what he was trying to do; get her annoyed. Well, two can play that game, and if she can't fight, there are other ways. Holding back a sneeze, blinking the watered eyes away, she made her spoon hold the liquid that was left in her plate, and with a flick of her wrist, it was suddenly thrown on Axel's face, smack dab to his eyes, or it was what she was aiming for. Her blue eyes grew delightfully as the soup dripped over his facial features, wishing she could give one of her giggles. Giving a dramatic gasp instead, placing a hand to her mouth for added effect, she said daintily, "Oops, well, wouldn't you know? My hand slipped. I'm soooo sorry." Larxene tilted her head cutely. "Going to shut up now?"

Sending a quirky sweet smile, she kept her focus on him, not moving, wanting to know what Axel would do. Laugh? Shrug it off? Be unimpressed? Call it childish? Leave? Retaliate? Hopefully leave, if it bothered him...

 

"huh!? what?" Xaldin was startled by the voice of the superior. "whoa!"
Xaldin quickly and clumsily tried to stand up, but being as wasted as he was, failed at his attempt. Xaldin had somehow managed to trip himself on his own foot and flew up in the air, lingering there for only a quarter of a second and landed right in front of the superior's foot.
"oww...." he groaned, then he began to laugh as he got to his feet, this time moving very slowly. Once up, Xaldin saluted the superior.
"Sir... I uhh... I-I think I finished the stored wine in the celler... or kitchen.. umm... well that room with the doors on the wall....." said Xaldin narrowing his eyes as his concentration moved to Xemnas' hair. "whoa.... and I also must say that your hair looks extremely shiny today.... what's your secret??" Xaldin asked as one of his hands reached for is head.

OOC: sleepy.. =[

 

Xemnas sighed. If it's not one thing, it's another, he thought.

"All right," he said finally, "Is there any kind of immedeate crises that requires my assistance?"