Organization XIII - It's a beautiful day!

Larxene simply eyed the glass of milk warily, not really certain, but the fact that he said it will cure the headache, or might help it, did sound good to her, as that was her main problem. Even so...she tilted her head as she thought about it, not wanting to accept his help, yet he did insist, she had nothing to do with that ...and hell, since he already did it, why not take it? Might as well not let it go to waste. Sniffing, she reluctantly took the glass that was prepared for her, sending Xaldin a appreciative look for added sentiment, and her tired blue eyes stared down at the liquid, twirling around. Carefully, she placed the rim of the glass to her lips, not sure what the flavor will be like, but no one can ever go wrong with syrup.

Rolling her eyes, she took a quick sip, finding that she was delaying it like a kid, and what met her taste buds was something really good, warm, soothing, and sweetly delicious. Taking a few more sips of the syrupy milk, she stopped drinking to look back at Xalding again as her mind tried to focus, stating weakly, "This is really good, I have to admit....not bad."

And that was a much of a thanks as he was going to get...she wasn't exactly the type for it.

 

"Is it??" Xaldin asked as he walked over to the fridge once more. He opened the drawer next to the fridge and took out the shiny silver martini shaker along with a matini glass. After he placed them on the counter he filled the shaker with ice from the ice machine, grabbing a beautiful and ripe green apple as he returned to the counter. He opened the bottle of sour apple schnapps & vodka and poured it into the shaker. Before closing the lid, he added a dash of sweet and sour mix along with some ginger ale and shook the shaker until he was satisfied, once in a while looking up at Larxene enjoying her galss of milk.
"Never had milk before, huh?" he asked as he started to pour the drink into the glass. The color was a soft green, almost like the color of axel's eyes. As he picked out two cubes of ice from the shaker to put into the glass, Xaldin had conjured his 6 lances and within a matter of seconds, he had sliced the apple into very thin slices.
He picked up two slices of the apple, one he put it in his mouth and the other one to garnish the martini.
"oh... shhhiiit..." he said as his entire expression changed at the sourness of the apple. "Damn that's one sour apple... huh! didn't look like it form the outside. "
He paused and looked up at Larxene.
"Kind of like you Larxene... no?" he said taking a sip from his glass. "Pretty on the outside.... but very sour on the inside."
Xaldin picked up another slice of apple and looked at it.
"Apple?" he asks extending his arm towards Larxene taking another sip.

 

Larxene shook her head at the offer, not liking sour food, despite the fact that it was just like her. Rolling her eyes as she finished her whole milk, still not feeling noticibly better, she gave Xaldin a dry stare. "Nice use of a simile and comparison, but I happen not to like things that are similar to me. So, no, for the apple." Of course, it wasn't like she was offended, in fact, she should eat as many nutrients as she was given to help her cold and fever, but she already ate that chicken soup, and was quite full. Placing the glass in the sink, knowing she should probably wash it, but really not in the mood or health to do so, she replayed how Xaldin was placing all the alcohol from before, as well as taking his own stash for himself. What was it with men and drinking? "I hope you know that everytime you drink, you keep screwing up your liver, and I wouldn't care, but as you said, the last thing we need is someone in need of a ambulance. I think you're brain cells get killed too, which would explain a few things..."

She sniffed, before simply scratching the back of her head, being careful with the new bump there, about to go get her munny and buy her stuff.

 

OOC: dang *TwilightNight* ur a really good writer.... its gets more challenging to write each time... O__o you actually make me think on what i sud say... lol


"Thanks...." said Xaldin with an eyebrow raised when he heard Larxene compliment him on his observastions of the apple and her. Xaldin ate the slice of apple he'd offered to Larxene, this time trying to keep a straight face as its sourness tickled his taste buds.
"Too bad..." he said as he chewed. "It was really good.... despite its sourness."
Xaldin continued to sip at his apple martini as he ate the apple slices one at a time.
"You don't need to wash that..." he said when he saw Larxene contemplating wethere or not to wash the glass. "I'll wash it myslef along with my own."
Xaldin leaned in to take another sip when he'd heard Larxene talk, and chucked a little. He picked up the glass high up in front of his eye. He could see the vague rippling figure of Larxene looking at him through the smooth icy green liquid.
"You know.... men have their alcohol... like women have their.... ohh uhhh I donno... shoes I guess. Not that I'm generalizing about women here... YOU, my dear, are nothing like most women. But my point is that alcohol is something that helps a man to get through a hard day... and trust me when I say this love.... when you are living in a castle full of nutceses...." he said as he spread his arms, "THIS... is your one and only friend....."
He took another sip as soon as he finished his sentence.
"I know my facts on what the alcohol does to the body... I wonder about that myslef sometimes.... but then I see everyone's face and.... well.. you get the idea." he said taking another sip. "And what do you mean 'it would explain a few things'?? Smell something???"

 

Larxene tilted her head at his last words, apparently, her booming headache not affecting her brain that much. The pounding was starting to lessen anyway, which was a good sign, she could deal with the cold...a little, she could deal with a fever, but with a headache added, that was going too far. Either way though, she blinked her stinging eyes at him and replied, "I smell Axel, and that's self-explainable. Not to mention the whole damn castle. Do you have any idea what it's like living with twelve men? Oh, that's right, you don't, you are one. Zexion keeps hitting on me every time he has these memory lapses and becomes this different guy, Axel just kicked my stool and made me fall down, which ended up giving me pain and a bruise in the back of my head...which he will pay for...."

She sent the redhead a hateful and sharp gaze, before turning back to Xadin again. "He better pray. Anyway, Xemnas is out, and if he is, it wouldn't make a difference...he's kind of freaky, Saïx is another nutcase in the werewolf type of way, Luxord, Demyx, and Xigbar are annoying brats that I rather throw through the firey pits of hell to get rid of them, let me not explain how Luxord turned me into a card and Demyx is the reason I'm sick! Roxas does stupid things...and he probably did one now, and Vexen has BOOBS. The only ones I can say are close to sane is perhaps you, Lexaeus, and Marluxia...so yes, I do smell something....and those are certain someones who have a certain appendage on their pelvis that should be ripped off soon...at least it happened to Vexen, in a different way..."

At this, Larxene placed a arm on one hip tiredly, rising a eyebrow. "And fact: using alcohol as for stress relief or 'through a hard day', is a sign of alcoholism, don't you know?"

She gave him a smirk.

 

Xaldin stared blankly as Larxene gave him her mini-speech.
"wow... you sure gave ME a peice of your mind..." he said and this time he gulped down his martini. once finished, he started chuckling which soon developed into laughter. after a small moment, his laughter ceased.
"this is perhaps why I sometimes enjoy your company Larxene..." he said in his calm cold voice. "you don't hold back."
He picked up one of the ice cubes from his glass and put it in his mouth. "well... first of all... i never denyed being an alcoholic now did I? i very well know that fact as much as you do, or anyone else in this castle. and i can see that it's not easy living with 12 men in a castle... i never denied that either... heck... even i'm tired of it...." he siad as he chewed on his ice cube. "everyone here has a problem... i really don't see this organization going any further in the futu-- wait!" he siad suddenly...."zexion keeps hitting on you?"
he looked at her with a confused face and began laughing again.
"well isn't that just nice... guess i've been too wasted to know about this..." he said as he wiped a tear off his eyes. "well... *ahem* where was I? oh yes... i've almost lost hope for this group... so i can't balme you in your anger and angst. it only makes you even more sane.... i think.... er.... but i still don't understand why you hate that man so much" he said pointing at axel.
Xaldin scratched his head when he pulled a twig out of his hair. He suddenly realized that he was still dirty from when he'd returned from shopping.
"I should clean up.... i must look terrible... " he said in a sarcastic voice. "well at least it was nice to know that you think of me as sane.... that way i know, i'm still sane."

 

"Well, the way you were coming in and back from the kitchen is questionable concerning anything sane, but either way it doesn't matter," Larxene said quickly, shutting her mouth and stopping her breathing for a little second to halt another incoming sneeze. Rubbing her nose, as if that was going to ease the stuffiness, she merely gritted her teeth at what Xaldin questioned, her eyes narrowing dangerously as she glanced at Axel once more, before placing her gaze on Xaldin. "Why I hate him? There are many reason why, but for today, is the fact that he kept insulting and bothering me when I told him not to mess with me since I'm not in the mood, he kept going, and going, and so when I was finsihing my soup, I threw a little to his face, and he kicked my stool hard, and made me fall down on the floor, which made me bang my head...which was painful, alright?! And now I have a bump and bruise because of his damn stupidity..."

She let out a strong breath, appearing like she was huffing, shaking her head to clear the pounding ache that was still there. "As for Zexion, yes, he keeps hitting and touching me. I warned him so many times until the point where I had it! I kicked him hard with my heeled boots in the stomach, I palced a kunai through his throat and made a small cut, makin ghim bleed, then I threw him to the floor, where he hit his head hard and got knocked out. And he still wouldn't give up. Next time I'm not going to be so merciful...and all because he has these memory lapses that changed his personality a little....what the hell is wrong with the male species? Seriously..."

She said the last part begrudgingly to herself.

 

OOC: OH... MY... EFFIN GOD... I AM GONNA FLIP A FREAKIN BISCUIT!! :ranting: that was the 4th time i was wrting the reply!!! my internet froze and closed on me 3 friggin times!!! arghhh!!!!! :yelling: and i'd written so much too!! dang it!!! thatS it!! I SWEAR... Im like really ticked off right now.. so im gonna post tomorrow... ahhhhhhhhh!!! i wanna rip out my own hair im so MAD!!!! :nerve:

 

OOC: Trust me, I know EXACTLY how you feel. Back in the days of constant Database Errors, I have lost long posts and couldn't have it back. I was disappointed, sad, and pissed off, because then I couldnt' find the inspiration to write another just like it. Hate that just as much as you do.

So, now, I copy what I write before replying, just in case.

 

ooc:can i join?

i read up a little?

 

OOC: i do that often... but most of the time i forget to copy it... T_T oh and ur right... the posts are never the same once they've disappeared/gotten deleted or lost... <_< its depressing *sigh* well better get stared... AGAIN... >_< the 1st one i'd written was way better than this... T_T i only remmebr it vaguely... oh well...

you must ask 2Foxxie4U for that... ^_^


“Whoa Larxene... don't go throwing a raging tantrum now.... relax†He raised up his hands making small dribbling action when Larxene seemed to be huffing from her anger.
“Hmm... but that does explain a lot.... I-I suppose...†said Xaldin optimistically as he scratched his sideburns. “... but only for today though. I still do not understand the hate between you two. You both have been bickering since the beginning...â€
Xaldin looked over to Axel who was standing arms crossed and NOT listening. Xaldin sighed and looked back at Larxene.
“Hmpf.... whatever... it's between you two... and I'm sure neither of you remember how or why this rivalry started in the first place...â€Xaldin poured the rest of the Apple Martini from the martini mixer into his glass, and took a sip.
“Ugh... it's gotten warm..†he mumbled to himself. Xaldin walked over to the ice machine and added two cubes of ice to his drink and walked back to his place.
“Well perhaps I can understand the 'Axel' problem....†he paused to take another sip. “... he often does not know when to stop...â€Xaldin smiled a little as he felt the slight buzz coming in his head from the martini. Though he did wish to drink some more, he did not want to get wasted yet again. He decided that the buzz was enough for today, and as for this martini in his had, it would do for the day. He ran his fingers through his deadlocks to pick out any other twigs and leaves.
“As for Zexion... well... I honestly do not know what to say or react to that. I want to laugh... but it's not coming.... I'm beginning to pity this Organization a little bit more each day.†he said with a petite smile on his face. He raised his glass to make a toast.
“He's to you and your problems and my slowly fading sanity.†And to that, he finished his entire glass of martini in one gulp. He shivered a little at the tang of the drink as he swallowed.
“Aaaahhh....†he mumbled. He was satisfied. The buzz was slowly getting stronger in his head, but it wasn't strong enough to make him lose his mind.
“You know someting.... I could say the same for the female species....†he said shaking his head. “I just don't understand them... the mood swings... the acute memory... and something about shopping... Men may be stupid and idiotic... but women are just down right difficult to understand. There's no correct answer to make a woman feel better once her moo is off.â€

 

Larxene just frowned, listening to him answer to her problem with Axel, but he was wrong on the fact that they both don't remember how it happened, because she sure as hell did, guess that accounted for the acute memory. The first time she ever had the displeasure to talk to Axel, was the first he remarked and insulted her hair right off. And he was doing it on purpose. Not that she cared anymore, because from now on, Axel didn't exist for her, except in times when she had to pass him in halls and see him in meetings. Yeah, she was that mad, and he didn't even apologize, so fine. Zexion was another thing, but she had a feeling she wouldn't be able to successfully ignore him...though she did wonder what was really wrong with him. Le sigh. She simply watched Xaldin toast to her and her problems and his fading sanity, in which she grumbled sarcastically, "Cheers."

While she thought about what he said, a sudden sneeze caught her off guard and she shut her mouth as to block it from going anywhere...though she didn't know why, as she could doom everyone in the castle by passing on the cold. Sniffing as her nose became stuffed again, Larxene didn't mind that much because the headache was less brutal in her skull now, even if it wouldn't disappear, and she was so tired. Rolling her eyes at his comments, she simply answered in a congested voice, "If you keep pitying us, then why are you still here?" She raised a eyebrow weakly at that as her eyes go tears from the cold, but she ignored it. "Not all women are like that, not all of us go shopping, and we only have acute memories because men don't care about remmebering crap when it happens to them and their low IQ might be at fault to that. There are ways to comfort women in their 'mood swings', is that men say the most stupidest and wrong things at the same time while doing so. And males aren't good either...I mean, if you supposely love, care for, and want your girl, then why go off and cheat on her and still staying? Hell, there's a thing called 'breaking up' if you're tired, and if you loved her, you wouldn't have unfaithful to her in the first place. But noooo...they keep going when they know they might get found out. And when they finally do get caught, they're like 'OH I'M SORRY ,BABY! SHE'S NOTHING TO ME! OH MY GOD, PLEASE DON'T LEAVE ME! I LUUUV YOU!' B**tards. Complete and utter b**tards, and you know that's true. I've still to meet a guy who's actually decent."

She sneezed again and had to cover her mouth once more, only for her to scoff as she crossed her arms, her whole expression frowning and pissed off...and somewhat with another mood that couldn't quite be placed. Her eyes narrowed. "We should be happy not to have hearts, that way they can't be broken or hurt by anyone..."

 

“Touche..†he said to Larxene's answer to the male and female complex. “I wish I had a drink with that.... that was great.â€
Xaldin rubbed his face with his hand and sighed. He was defiantly getting the effects of that martini. The buzz was now much stronger and he was beginning to things moving in slow motion when he turned his head. Just the perfect buzz, he thought to himself. He watched Larxene sneezing, and he wanted to say 'Gesundheit', but for some unknown reason he held himself back. Really, what was the point to that.
“Hmm.... did that milk help you at all?†he asked. “Has the headache lessened?â€
Xaldin yawned while he stretched and cracked his back. Why the yawn? Lack of oxygen perhaps. But he was tired and sore fro his journey. He thought about his bed in his room when Larxene questioned him about his presence in the castle and the organization when he pitied them so much.
“I donno... I need a bed I guess..†he answered. It was the first thing that came to mind, and the only thing in his mind.
“There are some magical ties between women and shopping... and again, I'm not saying that YOU are one of them. And the cheating thing with the men... well I cannot answer that for you... I do not love. But otherwise a good point and question.... why don't you go find some guy to 'play' with and find out. He just might answer after several hours of torture. †Xaldin smiled at Larxene after he'd told her to torture someone. He knew that it was just the thing to cheer her up, others' misery equals to Larxene's happiness. But struck him was her last sentence: 'I've still to meet a guy who's actually decent...' He thought about that in his own terms. Will he ever have the chance of meeting a woman? Unlikely... but the question actually is will he have a heart to feel that way in the first place? He quietly thought about this when Larxene said her last words. He didn't really know how to answer to that, nothing came to his tongue. All he could do was give her a confusing smile. He knew she was absolutely right.

 

"We all need a bed. And yeah, it has lessened the headache," Larxene admitted in a more quiet tone than the one she was using before, the end of her last words bothering her for some reason...no, she knew the reason. She just didn't want to think back on her past life, as they were never good or happy memories, and neither in this life, except when she makes people suffer. It was a habit she had gotten...hurting people, it made her feel better and it pleasured her to know that she wasn't the only one who has been through hell, and the world has shown her that humans can't give any mercy. And she didn't have a heart. Good riddance. Her lips kept frowning tighter as she kept thinking, remaining quiet for a few moments as she contemplated. Of course, she had listened to some of the things that Xaldin said, and she giggled sweetly. "Oh, I've had plenty of guys to play with. That isn't necessary."

Despite her laugh, she didn't smile, not truly, and she studied the wind wielding man silently as he gave her a confused smile, saying she was right. Larxene didn't know what made her say this, but she found her mouth moving, her eyes almost falling asleep from the exhaustion, yet they were more glassy looking than usual. "I am right. Without a heart, you can't hurt, or feel pain when someone betrays you, or feel bad about your pathetic and useless life, and you can't suffer. All you feel is nothing, emptiness, hollow, and the place of a hollow shell. You're safe...." Her gaze settled on the floor sharply as the grip in her hands tightened. "But there's a damn consequence like always...you feel incomplete, you can't feel happiness, or love, or something...warm...but I don't need that. Never did. Do you?"

 

Xaldin smiled to hear that her headache had gone down. He'd never tried this 'milk' substance before. He wondered if he should give it a try.
“Well it's good to know.â€He knew that even the thought of torturing another would give her pleasure. He also knew pretty well that if the one being tortured by her was Axel, she'd be on cloud 9.
He surprised himself to see that he was actually happy to make Larxene happy about something. He raised his eyebrows at his realization.. Why? He tried to figure that out, along with Larxene's last words and the possibility of him 'loving' someone in the future.
Xaldin knew that unconsciously they both walked into a subject either of them would rather avoid, but it was too late now. Both had gotten in too deep. It was a small awkward moment between the two as they sort of stared at each other. He could tell she was tired, and so was he. But he listened carefully to what Larxene was saying, once again, she was right. There were consequences, otherwise this organization or their goal wouldn't exist in the first place. Xaldin smiled at her last words. He merely looked up and said, “Love, emotions are a luxury I CANNOT afford....â€

 

"But that's why we're here....but if you had one, a heart, would you search for a woman?" Larxene asked, looking back up, her face not as upset anymore as she kept blocking memories she didn't want to see. Yet it made her think back on why she joined, that she wanted a heart...but did she now? Did she really want all the pain back? Wasn't it better if she would remain soul less and unfeeling? She didn't like that thought of incompleteness...it is hard to take when you're used to your heart beating in your chest and find out is not there anymore, so she was desperate for it in the beginning, but now that she'd gotten used to it...was it worth it? This conversation had headed off to a different and odd...topic, and it awakened some things that she had put in the darkest corners of her mind so she won't remember. She had felt love once...at least she thougth so, but she had known it was at least strong feelings...but that ended with the fact that he was using her, always had. And then there was the love of her si...

She shook her head, not wanting to think about. It was...too much. She sighed, and lifted herself off the counter. Rubbing her neck tiredly, she gazed at Xaldin again, before saying, "Nice talk and all, but I need to get going, I've done what I could in the kitchen, and I still got to go and buy that orange juice...so I guess I'll come back, along with a Benadryl...but I don't want to leave just yet until you answer the question I gave you..."

She crossed her arms.

 

(( Shiz - I'm sorry, guys, for dissapearing for so long... >.<; I'm still kinda debating whether to stay true o the site or not, so huge lapses in my posting might be a wikkle bit frequent...

Nothing lab-related happened, did it? Are Xig, Xemnas, Saix, and Vexen still where we left them before? ))

 

((I've been lapsing as well. Life getting to hassling. But I'm not ready to give up just yet. I was just going to rectify it now.))

Xemnas opened his eyes and found himself on the floor. How long he had been there, he did not know. He suddenly realised he could not move his limbs, or any part of his body save for his mouth and eyes. He could not see if anyone was in the room with him still, so he shouted to whoever was in earshot.

"Sweet Flaming Ham of Xerxes, Not Again!"

 

OOC: i believe they are where you left em.. ^_^


Xaldin scratched his head at Larxene's question.
“Hmmm...” He tried to remember any relationship he might have had when he was whole. He remembered a face... vague... He remembered green eyes, long silky black hair, and a warm touch. He shook his head, but the images kept coming. He remembered how that soft hand had once touched his own. As the trail of thought came to his head, he remembered a specific night... again vague. He couldn't remember the face, but yet it was there, right in front of him.
Xaldin's face had a blank expression as he continued to space out. It had been a warm night as the cold winds had passed them by as they walked hand in hand. Her rosy lips had a soft smile and her kind eyes had held the image of an angel. Her hair was in perfect match with her black dress as it flowed freely in the wind. He remembered her head resting on his shoulder, and then her warm lips pressing against his. Then he remembered the pain when he'd lost her. He recalled the lonely nights he'd spent outside in the cold longing for her company, that cold heartless feeling he'd once felt.
No, a heart was a source of pain, and suffering. He did not like the thought of having that back. But a part of him DID want it back. He wanted to feel wanted, he wanted to long for something.
He thought about Larxene's question. He thought about the entire matter once more before answering.
“I honestly do not know the answer to your question Larxene. A part of me does long for a heart, while the other despises it. I cannot understand which is stonger. If I wanted my heart back, I'd want her back...” he stopped, he'd said too much. “Never mind... ummm go on and buy what you need.”Xaldin straightened up. He grabbed a couple of the bottles off of the counter.
“I should clean up and put these away before the rest of the members might get their hands on it.” quickly changing the subject.



OOC: well this post was crap.. this doesnt even compre anywhere near to my Axel post.. lol <_< i wanted to say more.. but i'm like sneaking around in my room here trying use the comp.. XD i just wanted to post b4 my brief absence of 2 days. toodles!!

 

OOC: Yep, nothing's change in the Vexen group. By the way, where's our Axel? Is she still in the RP or something? Because she's on, but doesn't post :/. Just wondering. She could've given Axel some out instead of leaving him motionless in the kitchen though, is kind of weird referring to a unmoving person o.O.

Larxene had listened intently to Xaldin and his final testament on his heart, and despite the differences in the reason, she thought the same and agreed. A part of her wants her heart back, but taking it meant she'd get the pain back. She didn't need to go through that again, it made her so weak, always crying, hopeless, wishing her life was over, and helpless. Yet she wasn't anymore, not now, not ever, heart or no heart. She hated weakness. Hated it. And there was no way to call it safe to open and trust people, though she did give Xaldin some unintentional insight to her...it was just the conversation that brought it out. She had felt love...but they never returned it. Not her insane family, if that even deserved to be called a family, and not from the guy she had feelings for...though he always mistreated. She was so stupid back then and such a doormat that it pissed her off...but now she knew better.

Rolling her tired and burning eyes for what seems to be the zillionth time when hearing Xaldin talk to protect his alcohol, she walked weakly to the center of the kitchen, about to portal out, go to her room to get the money, get the orange juice and Benadryl, and sleep. "Nobody is going to take alcohol except for Porcupine there, so might as well not bother too much with it." Sighing, her muscles and bones still feeling feeble, she felt her forehead again. However, she wanted to be sure before she left, so she stared at Xaldin, asking plainly, "Could you see if I'm sick of have a fever?"