Organization XIII's revenge

"I never did anything! I just happened to be going in the same direction as him!" Xioimara said aloud looking at Xigbar, trying to defend herself, "Well, maybe I just happened to be 'following' him..." She noted under her breath and looked at Demyx, "Whoa...That feels so cool...!" She said to him, she felt the pain in her arm and shoulder start to leave, she felt a lot less tense after the little mishap. She looked at her hand and squeezed it into a first for a moment, "That was so cool! Thank you!" She said looking at Demyx, "I don't feel like my arm was dislocated by a certain someone...!" Xioimara said back to Xigbar and quickly wanted to take back those words, knowing that he would probably get her now or later for that. She was ready on a moment's notice to run, run, run away as fast as she could.

"As if, kid. I got a little carried away, I kind of just forgot my own strength." Xigbar said to answer the others, and looked at Xioimara, "Now you are just askin' for it." Xigbar said to Xioimara, "Be good now." He mentioned to her, "You do want to keep that arm, don't you?" Xigbar cautioned to Xioimara, "I'm sure it would be hard to do alchemy without both arms, we need good fighters here." He said to Xioimara with a smirk on his face. He knew well that Xioimara had a good idea of her own place, she just had a small problem with her mouth and habits that she picked up from others that out-ranked her. "The pain helps you learn." He said in a dull voice not meaning what he said, but just to throw it out there while everyone was listening.

Xioimara rolled her eyes as she listened to Xigbar. She knew he would never mean it. Just threats and if he did, well, then she was screwed. "Don't worry! I won't let him hurt you." Xioimara supported Demyx, she found him to be a cool character as far as she knew at the moment. At least he wasn't hurting her. 'This group is full of so many different characters.' She thought as she looked around at everyone. It seemed easy to remember their faces, all so different. 'Well, no two snowflakes are alike.' She thought, and glanced over at Xigbar, she had wondered from the first time she saw him how he got that eye patch. Or if it was just for show. 'Show off.' She thought as she looked at Xigbar with the thought that he might just have it for show.

OoC://I wasn't too sure if the last thing Demyx said was aloud, if it wasn't I'll just delete that paragraph xD

 

Marluxia was shocked to hear Larxene’s voice he thought she had left already. “Larxene I see you have made it out without any help, we shouldn’t be underestimated by the rest of the organization. I don’t want to bother you but could you let me out of here I think we should go by are selves not be escorted to our trial for betray against the organization, it should be in the room were we had our meetings.” While telling Larxene this Marluxia didn’t know if he should tell her his new plan he was forming or he should not even let her (the only person he would ever tell) know his true thoughts.

Vexen was writing down what he thought was one of his greatest discoveries he had made let it was about how he had always observed trapped specimens and now he was the trapped one and he was most likely being observed by someone or something right now. This discovery was so great Vexen started to think how can he let his observer now he knew what they where up to for no one was going to study him and get away with it.

Sora started to walk around in circles for he new that every one was wanting to know how he was going to stop Organization 13 again, the truth was Sora didn’t know what to do, he didn’t even remember how half the organization had died the first time. “What should I do? Everyone is counting on me to be the hero and stop Organization 13 again. I don’t even now what to do first.” Sora said to himself hoping it would help him think of a plan.

OOC: I know I’m making Vexen go crazy and my version of Sora is not that great as well. I’m also sure I’m doing a bad version of Marluxia also. Please tell me that I’m wrong about at least one thing.

 

OOC: The only thing I'd say you should do, is put in punctuation. The comma and period works wonders? >.>

Larxene left the summoned portal, which worked, as she turned her head around to face him, now noting he was chained as well with a frown. Rolling her eyes to the side as she passed a hand by one of her bangs casually, she merely summoned her kunai once more, and bent down, working and performing the same action she had done to get out herself, and multiple sounds of clinks and chains clattering filled the cell in certain gaps as she freed him. She tried not to think of what he said, considering she had her own plans on not going to Where Nothing Gathers, and straightened herself up once she was done. It was odd how she couldn't really feel anything or express some sort of emotion upon seeing Marluxia again, it was like it flew pass her, though, she shouldn't have been expecting any less in being who she was. Crossing her arms, and remaining silent for awhile, she simply stated, "If you want, you can go to Where Nothing Gathers yourself by portal. I got...certain things to do..."

The warning look on her expresion told not to pry otherwise.

 

(((OoO: Hey, I would like to be Zexion and Luxord. I'm pretty sure I've read every post in the thread so far, which means I'm caught up and won't be needing a recap. Thanks. :) )))


A book lay flat on the ground inside of a cold silent cell. Suddenly, the book flew open, pages flipping at an incredible speed. Black smoke arose from the book and formed a hooded figure.
"Close!" snapped the figure, raising an arm above the book.
Immediately, the pages stopped flipping and the book shut close. Removing his hood, the figure revealed itself to be Zexion, number VI of the Organization. Long strands of blue hair covered some of his pale scowling face.
The book floated upwards, then landed in Zexion's hand, immediately disappearing in a puff of dark blue smoke. Now, the schemer simply stood in the center of the cell, staring at the bars which kept him imprisoned in this small space.
Like a wild animal, he thought. Ah well. At least I'm alive...somewhat.
With a few moments of focusing, he had transformed himself into a rat, just small enough to slip through the bars. Once he did, Zexion returned to his normal form and sighed.
"How on earth did I 'die' anyway?" he mumbled to himself, leaning against the cell bars with a tired look on his face.
Zexion had a sudden flashback. He remembered Riku. Riku, the blasted boy who came into Castle Oblivion and ruined everything along with the brown haired boy. He also remembered...another Riku? Yes, another one. A fake one created by Vexen, a member who Zexion always found to be quite crazy. The real Riku had injured him, then the fake had finished him off...because of Axel.
"Axel..." Zexion whispered coldly, his hands balled up into fists.
At last, everything was flowing back. All the memories he ever knew. All the people he had come to hate. Now, it was time for revenge. But how? The replica was dead, however Riku was still out there...As for the Organization members that he wanted vengeance from, Zexion would let it slide...for now.
Now, it was time to start anew, and for the Organization to defeat the light in order to gain their hearts...

"Let's gamble!" a confident voice said from inside of a dark cell.
Out of the dark came a hand covered with a black glove and a long black sleeve. The fingers of the hand wiggled, then thrust forward. A pair of dice the size of large boxes appeared along with several cards. They quickly flew in the direction of the cell bars. When they collided, the bars were crushed and fell to the ground in a crumpled heap. Stepping through the open doorway was Luxord, a member of the Organization. There was an amused look on his face as he stepped forward. All of his memories had already been regained. He could remember his death and life in the Organization as if it had happened yesterday. Sora had killed him with a simple swish of that cursed keyblade of his which he held so proudly as if he were somesort of...hero. More like a menace. Luxord laughed as he remembered turning Sora into dice and cards, watching the boy struggle to break free.
"Soon tha name 'Sora' will seise to even be remembered..." he said aloud, continuing to walk.
A new day. Another day closer to gaining hearts.

 

Cloud waited for his comlink communicator to beep as he paced the ground. "Oh come on Sora. I know you're going to call Leon or I because of the appearance of Organization XIII. You're so predictable," Cloud was talking out loud to himself as he quickned his pace. Running his hand through his hair, he sighed and wondered if they should meet up with Sora or not? "Leon, I don't know about you, but I'm tired of feeling like a recluse and feeling like a black sheep. Everyone except a certain few and yourself think I'm nothing, but bad luck and all because of Sephiroth," he faced a wall and hit on it as hard as he could. Feeling pain, he shook his hand, and shrugged off the pain. "I'm only getting worse and I'm not sure if I belong here or thought," he spoke to himself feeling depressed.

Demyx's eyes focused on Xigbar as he tried to forget about his predictament. "You always get carried away. Can't you ever just let things go?" he stretched out his right hand and swiped it to the left that symbolized an imaginary ocean that was calm. His azure eyes gazed at Xioimara and he smiled afterwards letting her know that he appreciated her comment. "Yeah you're welcome. It took me a while to master that abilitiy. I like to think of myself as a healer rather than a fighter," he sighed glad he was able to do one thing right that the organization approved of. "Being a healer does come in handy especially when you're up against the likes of tougher higher members," he was referring to Xigbar and Axel as his azure orbs traveled in their locations. "So," he began striking a conversation with her, "are you here because the boss wanted to talk to you too? I believe all of us were to meet with him right here. Everyone else is supposed to be here even Larxene, Marluxia, Zexion, Vexen and the rest. I know he's not pleased with me though. I hope he is leniant," his mind began to race once more. "I hope he shows mercy towards me," Demyx was like a child awaiting punishement for his mistakes.

 

"Healing is pretty flippin' awesome. I wouldn't be able to pull it off that's for sure. I can be a human shield and that's about it." Xioimara said and smiled back, "I just kind of followed you after I managed to get away from Xiggy here." She said and pointed back at Xigbar, "Don't worry. I'm sure he won't shoot you." Xioimara said to Demyx, "I'll make sure he doesn't. I'll be the human shield I'm good at being." She joked Xioimara, however, was pretty confident that the superior would hurt Demyx maybe reprimand for not doing his best, "Why don't you just ask if maybe you could help out whenever one us are hurt rather than always being sent into battle?" She asked him, "If he doesn't allow that ask if maybe you could work with someone, that way you have less of a risk in getting maimed in a fight against that kid..." She said, her sentence drifting off, she looked like she was thinking, "Ah, that's right, his name was Sora wasn't it?" She asked Demyx and tried to make eye contact but she never did good with making eye contact with someone that was probably stronger than her, she was only good at that when someone was threatening her.

"Hey, hey now, I was just kidding around. Maybe," He said to Demyx and looked at Xioimara, "Sorry 'bout that. I'll just stick to throwing you in the garbage, something simple." He said to her with a hint of sarcasm added to his voice. He looked around at everyone and sighed, 'Nothing like being back again.' He thought and looked at Demyx and Xioimara as they talked with each other. Xioimara did have a slightly good idea but he doubted Xemnas would agree with it. Demyx would probably be needed to go and try fight again, even though, Xemnas was probably well aware that Demyx was a pacifist, unlike Xigbar, he enjoyed it with all of his non-existent heart.

 

Leon nodded since he has known Sora to be predictable. He had helped the young hero many times and it would be just one more time where he would come to his aid once more. "Sora can be a pain, but that's not what I'm worried about." His main concern was Cloud and if he was willing to go into battle for people who didn't care about him and treated him like a disease or a bad omen. "I don't blame you for everything you've been through," he had watched Cloud pace earlier which meant that his friend was deeply troubled. "I mean you ask yourself several times why should I bother with saving people who treat me like dirt? Well the answer is because it's the right thing to do regardless how we feel about it. You seem more distracted by current events and it has clouded your judgement Cloud," Leon spoke out of his heart for concern for his comrade. He handed the flyer back to Cloud and then pointed at him. "We protect people especially from harm caused on by heartless and nobodies. The organization is back and that's never a good thing. Now we have our work cut out for us. Just remember to put your darkness aside and think of what we have to do ok?" Leon looked up at the sky to see that the sun was overhead and that it was getting hot.

Axel raised his eyebrow when he heard Demyx talking about freeing Marluxia. Was the ninth member that gulliable or was he entirely sick of all the grudges that other members had for one of another? Regardless the last thing Axel wanted to do was free the nobody of nature especially for his betrayal of the organization by trying to over take the boss with Larxene's help as well. "No he should stay where he is. He is the biggest traitor of all Demyx. Who knows what he is capable of?" his eyes were fierce as he spoke remembering his last encounter with the deadly assassin. "I wish I was the one that got rid of him instead of Sora," he told himself. Changing his expression he turned to face the musician. "Thank you for what you did. I knew you could be trusted," he smiled, his hand touching his chest. "It meant a lot to me." Axel folded his arms trying not to be to suspicious. He knew Demyx meant well by his actions, but if there was one thing the young nobody had to learn it was to let him handle the situations. "Now I know why you're so tense. I wouldn't worry about it. Deal with it when it happens and don't be so trusting. It could be your down fall," he reminded him. "But I digress. You're going to do what you're going to do, but remember what I said."

 

Sora was trying to find his friends and the device that was given to him that would let him talk to his friends in the other worlds. Sora new they had to meet to talk and take action before Organization 13 did. If only Sora could find his friends.

After Larxene had went were she wanted to go Marluxia had went to the room where all the information regarding the Organization was kept in. Marluxia was in here for he knew nothing that had happen after his death the information he got was bad Sora had killed about every remaining member of the Organization including Xemnas. Now angry at these news Marluxia wanted more information like how they had return and why all them had including himself and Larxene, but Marluxia saw signs that other members had been in the record room also Marluxia thought he heard someone else was in here with him. Even though his hood was up Marluxia decided he should leave, but instead of going to where nothing gathers Marluxia went back to his cell and made it look like he had always been in there.

“What kind of person makes things like this?” Vexen asked himself examining the ankle bound that was still on him. It was then Vexen realized that he himself had made the device that when activated kept any nobody from being able to use the power of darkness. Angrily that he had forgotten something like that Vexen manage to deactivate his powerless restraint device and once he was free Vexen then used his restored powers and went to Where Nothing Gathers with a few questions already on his mind.

OOC: Sorry that the Sora post is bad. Hopefully the other two are good. Also is every one at Where Nothing Gathers? I would like to show how I think Vexen would react to seeing Axel in my next post. Sorry for all my OOCs I just still feel like a beginner Role Player so I like asking others questions before I make a post.

 

(OOC: Actually the organization members are in Xemnas's throne room. As for the Sora post an idea would be to call Cloud and Leon either with a phone or some message device. I enjoy answering your questions. It allows the members and myself to assist. Feel free to ask away anytime you like.)

Casting his blue orbs at Leon, the troubled blonde nodded his head. "Yeah," he looked down at the ground. He should of known for Leon to say something like that. Why would he think different otherwise? Of course they both were heros and the good guys, but Cloud possessed the darkness in his heart which made him have those negative feelings. He knew the organization was everyone's worst nightmare, but surely not all of them were that bad. He remembered Sora talking to Leon about them which led to his interest. Was he in a way similar to them based on his thoughts or was he simply not thinking clearly? Only time would tell, but there was one thing for certain and that was to discover more about Organization XIII. Clousd tapped his comlink making sure that the volume was up so he could hear it. "I wonder why he hasn't called yet?" His tone was somber and serious.

Placing his right pointer finger to his chin, the young ninth member of the organization thought about Xioimara's suggestion. The more he thought about it, the calmer he became. "That would be great if I didn't have to battle and could heal, but I know the boss would not approve of that. After all, I have to fight in order to get hearts," he sighed deeply while placing his hand on his hip. "I guess I could accompany another member, but I would just screw things up anyway," shrugging his shoulders, his eyes starred at Xigbar and then Axel as he crossed his arms in a pouting fashion. "Don't get me starrted on that brat," he referred to Sora. "He only defeated me because of his lame friends." Demyx whom acted like a child in a teenager/young adult's body, heard what Axel had mentioned about Marluxia. Axel held so much hatred for the pink haired nobody that it was justified he would act in a harsh manner. "Axel, that's in the past. Yeah I know he was a traitor, but he's back now and should be here with the rest of us and so should the others. Traitors or not they were still brought back for a reason," his attempt felt like it was knocking on trouble's door. "Anyway I heard what you said and I'll try to keep that in mind," he tapped his foot growing impatient. "Man, where is the boss already?"

 

Leon wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand. "I haven't the foggiest idea Cloud. We can't just wait for him to call. Perhaps we should go over where he is at. Just give me a minute to pin point his location with my comlink," Leon tapped in Sora's coodinates by hacking into Sora's comlink. "Ok if Sora doesn't answer the beep then clearly he is either ignoring us or he has his comlink off or he doesn't have it on." Leon walked over to Cloud and held out his hand. "May I see that flyer again or do I have to take it from you by force?" Leon wanted to gaze at the picture of the organization thinking Cloud was not acting like himself. Reaching out his arm he attempted to snatch the flyer away. "Come on Cloud give it to me."

How dense could someone be? Axel had never met someone more gulliable than his underling. He was clearly saying that he wanted to trust the traitors after everything they did to attempt to break the organization apart. Axel didn't trust any of them as far as he could throw them. Unlike Demyx, whom was most likely playing his sitar in the Castle That Never Was or goofing off, Axel was playing double agent hoping that the others would not be suspicious of his acts. Eventually the truth came out and Axel knew he had done his job when the traitors were defeated. "Look Demyx. You wern't there all right? I knew what happened in Castle Oblivion and I say we all have to watch our backs. I'm only looking out for ya," Axel winked.

 

Zexion raised an arm forward. Almost immediately, a black portal formed out of the ground and stood in front of him making swirling motions. As he stepped through, his surroundings transformed. What was at first a hallway filled with cells, turned into a large white room with many thrones that formed a circle. Within a few moments, Zexion was sitting upon his chair with his hood up. Ignoring the others who were speaking, he took out his book and silently flipped through a few pages. His book was always extremely secretive. No one ever truly knew what was inside...

Luxord was already in the throne room, simply sighing at all the commotion going on. His back was straight and his hood was off to show his slightly tan face and short blond hair. Lifting his hand up to his face, Luxord slowly began to stroke his chin, observing every movement that the Organization members made. None of them had seemed to have changed. Especially that blasted Axel and his fake charm.
"I'm quite sure that Demyx can look out for himself." he said coldly. "After all, fire does not go well with water..."

 

Xioimara thought for a moment, her eyes narrowed and difficult to see through, "Well, that kid...Didn't he have like two others with him? One protected him from attacks and the other, didn't he help heal him when he was injured...?" She asked, her sentence started to fade as she spoke, thinking about herself. She had only heard about Sora, she had never even seen him, only heard rumors about him. Xioimara glanced at Xigbar, "He killed you too?" She asked, all ready knowing that answer to come, "And what's all this talk about mutiny?" She asked while they were still on the subject. Xioimara crossed her arms listening to what everyone had to say, Xioimara looked at Luxord, "It's always nice to have back-up." She said simply to Luxord and looked down at her hands, cracking her knuckles, Xioimara had always done this whenever she thought she had done something out of her place.

"I don't want to own up to be beat by that kid." Xigbar plainly stated to Xioimara, "He does have some little minions with him. They are pretty vulnerable if ya' ask me. That duck, what was his name?" Xigbar asked to himself thinking for a moment, "Donald, I think it was, he is the one that healed the him," Xigbar mentioned, "His other companion was Goofy, if I'm right. Tall fellow. Not the wisest though." He noted to Xioimara, "A lot of time during a war we need to fend for ourselves. We have a weapon, our weapon is our friend, and it will never leave our side." Xigbar said to Xioimara once she was done speaking, "We have it for a reason, and we use it for that reason. To protect ourselves."

 

OOC: Before I start with Xemnas, do I just...pretend that all the Organization members are gathered? Because I would think him wanting everyone there before he made his grand entrance xD. Or, I'll just do it with the taken Org. members?

Can I have Naminé, by the way?

Once Marluxia set off on his own, Larxene didn't waste any more of a second as she portalled herself out of the castle, and away from The World That Never Was, its inhabitants, and the experiences that ended her making her learn more about why people had to depend on themselves, and solely themselves. She was a rogue Nobody now, and the next step, was to change her clothes. She wasn't going to throw her uniform away, but it was less questioning and suspicious if she wasn't walking around with a trench coat. It called too much attention. She didn't know where she had gone, or where did the Dark Corridor take her, but her command was somewhere far off from the place that she had just been, and now she was standing in a bustling town, in a abandoned alley, of course. There was no way she was going to appear to people in mid-air, and ruin any chances of making something of herself here. This place didn't look modern, and in fact, reminded her of older years, very much older...and from what she could hear, they spoke French. It was hard to ignore, as it was her favorite language. Not that she spoke it. Everyone was wearing plain, cotton clothes, yet some, she noted, also had very colorful wear that stuck out in other warmer colors, and it was this that caught her eyes in terms of picturing herself dressing. The buildings were made of old fashioned relics and styles, that it really made her curious as to what world she got herself in.

She was going to have to find a way to fit place, too.

Either way...she was out. She was...free. Able to do what she wanted, and how she wanted it. Not ruled or working for anyone, and just a independent spirit, as she knew that's the only thing she possessed as a Nobody that attached her to her memories. She breathed a exhale, a genuine smile forming on her lips now that she had accomplished what she had set out to do, though, it couldn't be this easy. Or could it? If there was a need to quench the thirst of her sadism, which wasn't even that desirable for her anyway, unless people happened to get on her nerves, then this is her opportunity to start whatever life was left, and then in the end, fade as a Nobody. The end of her existence, and to become nothing. She knew that was her fate, and yet, she was so tired of everything, that she didn't mind just leaving in any sense, and go where her Soul was going to go to finally conclude her reason to even be born. That was one thing too...she didn't understand what was her point in her birth, as she didn't bring anything for anyone, and her life was filled with nothing, but pain, betrayal, and lies. And this wasn't only speaking as her being a Nobody. It was the same way of how she will spent it alone; she had no family to return to, no friends, and thus, was basically on her own, like she had always been, past and present, and she preferred it: it was something she was used to since she was eight years old.

She wasn't stupid either, however, if the Organization wanted her to be found, they will search for her, but, she was not going back or join again. Not anymore. She was not going to be a puppet whether it was for Xemnas or any of them. If they left her a ultimatum, she'd rather die, period. Yet, she doubted they will even blink a eye at her disappearence, or even bother, as she was just one loss, after all, nothing important or that mattered.

But, that was all left behind. Now, she had to figure out what her plans are going to be.

 

Manly thoughts were going through Marluxia's mind including the reason he and Larxene had went against the organization in the first place. They didn’t like being under Xemnas’s orders for their own reasons that’s why they had planed to betray Xemnas by having Sora kill him, that’s why they had died due to Xemnas and his organization of blind nobodies willing to do whatever they were told. Now the question came up what was he still doing here Marluxia knew Larxene would not help him go against the organization again, thus his original plan was to fake being loyal to the organization but that would of only worked on members like Demyx not on members like Axel. That’s when Marluxia remembered one of the things he had read in the organizations files, yes that was some information that led Marluxia to make his new plan his best one that if it worked then he would have a new castle, power so great that he could take out Sora and the organization, and the best thing was the organization wouldn’t think much about it till it was to late. Without a pause Marluxia opened a portal and step though it before it closed hoping that every thing would fall into place.
It was getting hard for Vexen to stay calm while he sat at his seat, which was still the lowest, at Where Nothing Gathers while he sat and heard everyone’s conversations. There was a sound of knuckles being crack, which Vexen didn’t like; coming from a member that had to be new for Vexen didn’t remember her this was strange to Vexen for he recalled that the organization had decide that no new members could join after what had happen to that 14th member. Even with this on his mind Vexen started to speak “I might have been the first member to die, but I have read most of the organizations records and I know all of you died as well and more. I was the first killed, but not by Sora, by a fellow member isn’t that right number 8 Axel!” finished Vexen pointing at the red haired nobody that was Axel as if he was accusing him of murder.
There was sound that sounded like beeping, and Sora was trying to find the source of it causing him to fall. Sora was glad there was no one that saw him and that he had found the source of the beeping it was the communicator that had been given to him as a gift. Sora picked up the communicator and saw that Leon from Radiant Gardens was try to talk to him Sora quickly answered saying “Leon, have you heard the news that Organization 13 has returned. If you need some help I ready to arrive.” Then Sora remembered he still hadn’t found his friend here on Destiny Islands.

 

(OOC: I remember water mage saying that all of the organization members were in Xemnas's throne room not Where Nothing Gathers so in other words they are standing around in a throne room waiting for Xemnas to come.)

Leon heard the beeping of his watch and he held up his right arm to answer. "He finally called Cloud." "It's about time he picked up," he said to himself. Touching the button on his comlink, he held the blue button down to speak. "Yeah I have. Cloud just showed me a flyer of their appearance. We don't need your help since we haven't seen anyone, but if you want Cloud and I can meet up with you or you come to where we are at. How does that sound?" Leon noticed his partner was acting silent and seemed to be in thought once again. "I wonder what he is thinking about now?" "Hey Cloud, are you all right?" Leon asked with concern. "You're still not having those crazy thoughts in your head right?"

Axel gazed at the older and senior member whom held a huge grudge against him. The senior's members gaze was beginning to annoy him and the snippy tone did not make matters better. Axel knew Vexen had a huge chip of ice on his shoulder over all the younger members. It startted with Castle Oblivion and that was a huge slap in the face when Marluxia was put in charge of the strong hold and Namine, so Vexen did have a right to be hostile, but Axel knew the scientist hated doing missions and would stay cooped up in his lab all day doing who knows what down there. These reasons were why he was treated with disrespect by the others. Axel viewed Vexen as a traitor and his orders were to eliminate the traitors. Why should he feel sorry or regret for someone who exposed Sora to the half truth about Roxas?Vexen had pushed it over the line and would have mentioned Roxas to Sora if the fire wielder did not show up and silence him. "So Vexen you are still holding me accountable for simply following orders? You had it coming. It was all part of my job and Zexion met the same fate," his tone was nonchalant.

Looking to his other side he saw Luxord and responded to his comment with ease. "Luxord, have you forgotten that Demyx is my underling and that I'am his superior which makes me partically responsiable for his actions that he can help? It's the same with Demyx being the superior of you because of his number. It has nothing to do with authority so don't deceive yourself. I can handle Demyx more than any of you can," his emerald eyes closed slightly like that of a cat stalking it's prey. Axel wondered why Luxord would ask about Demyx in the first place? It was probaly out of curiousity and would stay at that. Axel made sure to keep an eye on every member for their actions could not be trusted. "Now then, are there any more questions anyone would like to ask while I'm in the mood?"

 

Zexion immediately slammed his book shut, leaving an echoe traveling throughout the room. Slowly, his head began to rise until he was staring straight into Axel's eyes.
"I see, Axel." he said coldly, in almost a whisper. "You were simply 'following orders'. Ah, it's simply so grand that you were being an honorable member. However, how was it that the keyblade wielder had made it to the castle? Who caved in to fake emotions? Who helped to defeat the dusks that had been sent to Betwixt and Between?" His voice became louder. "Who told Sora exactly where Kairi was being held? Who risked his life for the one who destroyed ours? WHO?! Yes, I know things, Axel. I know very well the answer to these questions. Perhaps you would like to explain to those members who were at the castle that night, how the keyblade weilder had managed to arrive and kill them..."
The room was silent.
"You are the reason we were defeated...Axel. Do not return with a smirk on your face and your head held high as if you are superior, because you have nothing to be proud of."
With that, Zexion opened his book and held it up to his face, not saying another word.

Luxord had listened to every word Zexion had said. He barely understood even half of it. However, it did fascinate him. His head turned to Axel with narrowed eyes.
"Axel, what did happen in Betwixt and Between?" he asked.

 

Axel turned to answer Luxord before he addressed his comments with Zexion. "Luxord, I sacrificed myself. What other option did I have? What reason would I want to help the boss when clearly he didn't want any of us to become complete? All he wanted was a heart for himself so I ask you why would you support that? It's every nobody for him or herself right?" His hand moved to his left hip as he held it there. "So Zexion let me ask you something? How come you didn't come up top side and Vexen did? Were you planning something as well? If I recall you have excellent senses so why didn't you try to warn the boss when you felt Riku's prescense? The point is we were all defeated and we were all brought back for a reason so instead of pointing the finger of who did what we all need to work together to take care of the keyblade wielder and his friends for good." Axel shook his head not believing how petty some members could be.

 

(OOC: Yeah you can have Namine and go ahead and begin with the members that are present. He can always summon them forth by raising his arms and I would imagine they would have no choice, but to appear and answer otherwise that would be seen as a treacherous act.)


With a strike of his hand, Cloud snatched the flyer and shoved it in his pocket. "What I think about is not the issue. We need to stay level headed if we're going to meet with Sora," he put his other thoughts aside not wanting to bother his friend with his troubles. "Tell me Sora", Cloud spoke in a firm tone, "How come you took so long answering our call when we tried to contact you several minutes ago? Leon and I do have a life and we're not going to put that on hold wondering if you would call or not?" Cloud was upset at the whole situation that he used Sora as a sounding board not realizing his anger was increasing. Pushing his hair out of his way, he huffed and tried to calm himself down. "Ok that was out of line," he told himself, but would not admit to it. Cloud stood beside Leon and looked him in his eyes. "I say we go see what Organization XIIII is up to or do you think we should wait and let them come to us?"

Demyx's eyes looked at one member to the next as all of them kept talking back and forth. "Why are you guys even talking about the past anyway? So we were all defeated, but we are all back now and isn't that what truly matters?" he tried to reason with all of them and doubted that any of them would listen. "We're not all accounted for so shouldn't we wonder where the rest of the organization is? Your bickering can wait." The musician had enough with all the ranting and accusing to last him a life time. He wanted all the members to forget about their grudges and focus on working together. "Come on guys. Even I'm not that foolish to see what is going on. Xioimara doesn't need to be exposed of what happened in the past so the least we can do is try to work with one of another?" he raised his arms up in aggravation. "Why do I even bother with these guys?" he thought. "The boss better show up soon," he grumbled hating to be wasting his time when he could be out and about enjoying himself.

 

"The past is the past and there's nothing we can do about it." Xioimara agreed with Demyx, "I'm starting to get bored here myself, She said, "Is he normally late...?" Xioimara asked, looking from the side of her eyes at Demyx, "Not something to expect of a leader, keep his subordinates waiting..." Xioimara muttered under her breath and crossed her arms, standing up tall, she hated being the short person she was. Xioimara tried to measure her height to the others and she was the shortest, probably because of her age and just being female in general. Xioimara thought about trying to start a conversation but just looked around back and forth at everyone, keeping quiet.

She didn't know everyone too well, if anything, she barely knew Xigbar and just met Demyx. She wondered what would happen if or when they got their hearts back, all of the others were most likely good friends and knew each other very well. Whatever would happen, hopefully, it would be something good. She knew it wasn't the best for Xioimara to keep her mind on the future, it was either one road or the other when the moment came. Her expression at the moment was, well, just distant, she didn't seem to be paying close attention, or any attention to everyone, lost in her own distant galaxy; thoughts coming into her head and just like that;leaving.

OoC://Ugh, sorry about such a pathetic excuse for a post xD Not too creative lately.

 

OOC: You're not the only one with creative problems. I don't know of any throne room other than the ones the Organization have meetings in, minus the one Xemnas walked to the Room Of Sleep, which was only able to be accessed by him, it seems. I'll...compensate, I guess.

A black, thick cylinder sipped down from the ceiling above, with dashes of gray and white, reigning upon the highly striking throne. It slowly and conspicuously started to fade as it stilled in the seat, and as the wisps disappeared, a handsome man took its place, dark skin, orange, sharp eyes, long grey hair, arms perfectly put in the armrests as he eyed the members waiting for him, reminding him of times long since passed. The last of the ebony fog vanished, revealing him to his fullest as a ominous smile traced his face. He knew some were missing when he had tried to sense them while he was in his lab, which would be taken care of, nevertheless, he raised his arms praising them as if in a embrace. "Greetings, gentlemen, and welcome back."

All throughout, Larxene had only managed to snatch a raggy, brown cloak, that fitted with the rest of this world to cover her Organization uniform. The heat that came from this did not help, but, it wasn't like she had a choice in order to blend with the crowd, and so, she stepped out of the alley, her high heeled boots clicking down the cobblestone pathway as she walked. It was there she got a good picture of the buildings, or terraces, surrounding her, and while quite back in the century, they were build with stone, with wooden triangular roofs, and with wooden built windows. They were very high, and seemed to have multiple floors to her, yet, it wasn't something to be certain of. And they all lined up in both her sides to lead her into a beautiful, towering Gothic cathedral, miles above, and looming above the rest of the town, and she knew it was fine French architecture. With high exterior supports, sculptures and stained glass, she eyed it as she tilted her head, its distinctive feature being two towers, and a rose window in the middle between them, however, more below on the main construction. As she felt people pass her, she simply went to leave with a last look, not knowing where to go. She had nowhere...maybe that's why she remained in The World That Never Was all this time, when she thought that she was better off not having a Heart to suffer, because she didn't have any place else to be. But, she was not going back, she just had to find her place around this weird scenery...

"Notre Dame..."

She tensed, and snapped her head back at who spoke to her, seeing no one behind her where the voice came from. It was male, she knew, and she eyed her settings sharply.

"Over here!"

Raising a eyebrow, she grit her teeth, getting annoyed. She hated playing games, and whoever this was, was going to meet a high, deadly end when she confronted him. Nevertheless, when she swooped in front of her, she found a clown staring down at her. Well, that was the first impression; a clown, with the way he was dressed. But then, she thought more about this as she studied his costume, and it appeared it was more of a jester outfit. The stupid, toe curled blue shoes with jingle bells, the brightly colored tights, one leg a dark indigo, and the other leg with stripes of that color, and yellow. Blue skirt, with the bodice a split half of noted blue and pink, or purple, she couldn't really tell, with black gloves, along with some yellow or gold shawl that covered the shoulders and draped to the chest, the trims with more freaking jingle bells. The guy had a eccentric blue hat, with a yellow feather at the end, and whose face was covered in a half, purple mask, so she could only see his eyes, and his mouth. He seemed to have black hair and a black beard, but that was as much as she could tell.

She wriggled her nose distastefully. She did say hers was going to be color, yet, not to this level. She just glared at him, though this just made him more jovial as he grinned.

"Ooh, we have a feisty one here!" he exclaimed, leaning down his face just as fast to hers, and she had to back her head away, getting slightly irritated. "You were gazing at the great Notre Dame, I noted. Especially as you aren't a familiar face..."

"Is that what that cathedral is called?" she drawled in question, not fazed that he obviously knew she didn't belong, her face hidden as well under the wool hood she had, scoffing, and simply turning around to leave, not wanting to deal with this idiot.

"Pay heed, as strangers would not be welcomed here..."

The change to a dark tone made her stop her steps, and she looked over shoulder to send him another scowl, however, he was not there. Completely vanishing. She didn't think or pondered over it too much, and simply continued on without a exact set path, planning to explore this place, and see where she could sleep for the while, though she couldn't take her mind away from the meeting with that jester. Who was that freak?