Pride of the Organization

Autix tilted his head. "Wait, a Nobody!?" He said, panicking and backing away from the girl. "Like, those zipper-mouths?! Oh, God! Please don't eat my face!" He groaned, singing his sickle akwardly in a circle. He calmed down, though, tilting his head. "Wait, why can you speak and stuff? I thought Nobodies were monsters...." He muttered, shaking his head. "Anyway, sorry." He said, extending his hand with a grin. "I'm Autix." He said, putting on a happy and brave face. Inside, though, he was crazily afraid of this girl. "And if I'm not supposed to be here, how I am I supposed to get out?" He asked, biting his lip. "I don't really wanna get eaten by some Nobodies or Heartless." He chuckled weakly, stepping towards the girl again. Suddenly the Nobody looked very safe.

 

Xelysha sighed in slight frustration and looked around the room. Why do I feel like there's someone watching me? Getting back up onto her feet, Xelysha started a thurough search through her room for anything or anyone. It'd take a miracle to find a camera in here...
After a while of searching, Xelysha plopped down in exhaustion on her bed. Clearly someone was watching her using something else, that is if someone was watching her. Something doesn't seem right... is it just here in this room or would it be everywhere? Xelysha stood up and walked out of her room, closing her door behind her. Walking down the hallway, keeping an eye out for anything. She hated it when someone spies on her, especially since they could easily turn her in if she did something she shouldn't do. It would be funny and somewhat disappointing if Saix was doing it to make sure I don't make anymore trouble... she smirked at the idea I may be able to control sound waves, but sight isn't my thing.

 

Waking up, his eyes were still sleepy as he stretched and yawned trying to become alert. He did not know how long he had been sleeping for or what time it was, but one thing for certain was that he needed to get up and not sleep his day away. Getting out of his bed, he stumbled to his bathroom and took care of everything he needed to do. Once his hair was washed and styled to the way he liked it, the melodious nocturne left his room while his kitten Angel slept under his bed to keep hidden from anyone who may spot him. Closing his door, he walked down the hallway feeling fresh and hungry. He approached the hall where he thought he heard noises coming from someone. Spotting Larxene with one of her content smirks as if she was a queen of everyone, he shook his head at the older member. "I bet you can't go one day without putting anyone down or hurting anyone either." He felt a lot of tension in the air as if their elements were about to collide. The lightning bug and the water manipulator facing off where one was all about violence and pride and the other serenity and fun. Things would get interesting very soon.

 

Larxene turned her head, looking Demyx up and down with acute, cerulean eyes. Did she ask for an opinion? Did she request him to make a comment on her daily routine and needs? No, clearly not.
She glanced back up at Gexlion - who seemed to have quite some blood dripping from his mouth - and laughed quietly to herself.
“Wow, I didn’t know you could view the whole situation from your bed.†She retorted, placing her sparking hands onto her hips in a regal fashion, whilst looking back at the Nocturne. “Or, what, were you spying or something?†She chuckled, her voice growing thicker with sarcasm with every moment that passed.
If he wanted to get himself involved, then she most certainly would carve him right up.
Her eyes glinted with self-assurance, the azure crystals sparkling as she thrived in the moment of which she could argue, feel superior, and feel the power of her element racing through every inch of her body.
“Wait!†She gasped, clicking her right set of gloved fingers in the air, giving the false impression of a eureka moment. “Maybe... you weren’t here to see any of it, and you just pranced in here making false assumptions!â€
There was a silence, only to be broken by The Nymph’s repeated giggle, and the click of her boots on the stone floor below her as she strolled towards the cracked window again.
“Well,†She smiled dryly to herself, stopping a couple of metres back from the pane of glass. “I think I just hit the nail on the head.â€

(OOC: Sorry it took me two days to reply to this, it's been a bit hectic lately.)

 

Something pulled Xelysha out of her little thought bubble, looking around she could sense something was up. Is it Larxene again? She smirked at the idea. This'll be good.... Muting her footsteps, she raced down the hallway, but immediately stopped when she saw Demyx and Larxene arguing basically. Remaining quiet, she hoped greatly that Larxene hadn't noticed her yet. Xelysha enjoyed watching Larxene be Larxene, just as long as Larxene left her alone. It did seems slightly cruel the way she went around bullying everyone, but compared to how uptight nearly everyone was, Larxene was like a breath of fresh air to Xelysha. But she'd never tell Larxene that.

 

The masochist laughed mockingly. He tried to over exaggerate it by arching his head back and laughed towards the ceiling so help exhibit his disrespect. She sure liked to be salty, that blondie. However, Gex wanted to see if she could take what she served.

"The only anything you've hit so far is my jaw and that was only because I allowed you. I bet you couldn't even hit the ground if you focused."

 

Xamry smiled quietly, watching the Somebody take a few steps from her in. "You Somebodies are quiet interesting..." She put a finger to her lips as though in deep thought. "No, I'm a higher being of a Nobody. Those zipper-mouth things you're talking about are dusks. I have the ability to contorl wither I want to kill somebody or not..." She brought her finger from her lips and let her arm dangle by her side. "You want out, you say? Well it'll be better for me..." She really didn't want to fight, not in the drastic rain anyways. "Fine. I'll get you out of here." She thought of a random world where it would cause the Nobody some confusion. She giggled at the thought and then summon a portal behind Autix. "Nice knowing you." Xamry suddenly advanced towards Autix, ramming into him with her shoulder. 'That will cause him to go off balance,' she thought in her mind.

 

Xioimara had her ways of finding a way around the Castle. It was a confusing place. Every room looked the same. She didn't have much of an interest to go and bother Xigbar. Not that she didn't like him. She liked how he encouraged her devious side sometimes. The days interest just didn't seem to be peaking and what else would there be to do besides go and socialize amongst the others? Not that she ever really did. It was mostly among Xigbar and Marluxia.

There were so many people in this Organization. It was enough to send her into isolation. She had never done well in big crowds. Too many people made her want to jump out a window. Xioimara heard something behind her. She paused and looked behind her, watching the corner of the wall. "Uh,"

"I heard you were looking for me?" Xigbar said as he approached Xioimara, coming out of his hiding spot.

"Uh,"
Xigbar crossed his arms and looked at Xioimara as he waited for an answer. She didn't have a wide range of vocabulary when she was asked a question. It was mostly replied with 'uh'.
"Uh," Xigbar said back to Xioimara.

"Today is boring." Xioimara looked up at Xigbar.
"We live in a boring World."
"Kinda figured..."

OoC://uh I promise I'll be more active, guys. Sorry about the short post. Kinda blocked.

 

If he had a dollar for every time she was cruel to something or someone he would be rich by now. Boy did she love to hear herself talk. It was as if she loved the sound of her own voice. Almost rolling his eyes, he knew how violent she could become and what her cruel tendencies were. Thank Kingdom Hearts he wasn't anywhere near her in Castle Oblivion. It would of been hell to see the likes of her toying with her victims and enjoying it while doing it. Knowing she was a traitor for her deception and alliance with Marluxia to take out the organization, Demyx figured she was just to high strung and got bored just as easily as he did. But unlike her he had his sitar to pass the time. "No I just heard your loud voice when I was coming down the hall. I didn't see anything I swear." He placed both of his arms up in the air only to glance at the newer member Gex. "But uh one can only assume that you have something to do with his suffering?" He rose his eyebrow finding her odd for enjoying someone in pain. "Why do you like to hurt others again? Does it make you feel all powerful or something?" He was confused by her behavior and way of life. "Correct me if I'm wrong or anything, but um what happens if that one so happens to be you who is hurting?" He chuckled a bit nervously. "Did you ever think of that?" He grinned at the older and shorter member. "I bet you didn't," he teased and pointed at her in a childish manner starring down at her. "Larxene, one who actually feels pain," he was exagerating on the conversation imagining her name in big bold letters with his hand gestures. Bringing his hands down, he playfully twirled one of her hair strands, forelocks that resembled antenna with his right thumb, pointer and index finger, his eyes gleamed like a imp knowing if things got too complicated he would bring her arrogance down a notch with his element all over her not caring that Xelysha's presense that he sensed was close by. Pulling back gentely, he let go only to see it curl out of fashion which made him sheephisly smile.

 

Xelysha remained absolutely silent while watching the scene before her. She knew that Demyx knew what would happen if he pushed Larxene's buttons too much. It was also evident to her that unlike Demyx, both her and Larxene couldn't be entertained so easily. The only obvious difference between her and Larxene was she broke rules when she's bored and talks down to Saix when caught, whereas Larxene tormented other members like they were just mere toys for her amusement. Clearly Demyx wouldn't really stand that much of a chance against Larxene since his attacks required standing in place while playing his Sitar (or swinging it randomly) while Larxene's had more movement and agility, making her a harder target. Was Demyx expecting her to come to his defense if Larxene were to attack? If that should come, what in the world would she do about it? Xelysha wasn't a fan of fighting, but she could do it just fine if she had no other option. She waited for Larxene's response, she knew what she would have to do if violence occured. Seconds seemed to pass by like minutes and minutes like hours as Xelysha hesitantly awaited for Larxene to respond.
Why do I keep getting somewhat involved with these things? Xelysha constantly asked herself, the idea of someone spying on her still making her uneasy and frustrated.

 

How...irritating.
Larxene swung her arm out, her hand open as she slapped onto Demyx’s abdominal area. The force of the seemingly playful hit sent electrical charges out of her gloved hand, and into the water mages body. It wasn’t high voltage, but not exactly vibrating massages either. Just enough to get the whole ‘get off me you prick’ message across to him.
Her eyes, sharp as ever, leered upwards for several seconds as she held her hand in the same position, and let them drop – along with her arm and sparking hand.
“Don’t even think of making physical contact with me again.” She declared, closing her eyes and striding towards the new member with the ego bigger than his brain.
“Wow, for an idiot, you do take sayings literally, don’t you? ...I suppose it takes wit to comprehend the meanings behind phrases.” She sighed, crossing her arms as she walked. “And why would you allow me to? Did you feel sorry for me or something?” She scoffed, covering her mouth as she did so. The thought of someone showing pity towards here brought such hilarity to the front of her mind. “Aaaw, the little blonde girl, all small and weak.” She mocked, moving her hand in a bad impersonation of someone talking. “Well wake up and smell the coffee, hun, I could kick your ass any day of the week.”
She smiled, standing in a straight line opposite Gexlion. Her eyes focussed on his, her flourishing features growing brighter by the second. She had ignored all around her, and was now focussing directly on her target, knowing that soon she would be decorating this boring castle, with him as her little helpless paintbrush.


(OOC: Oh, look! Indications! *gasp* ;D )

 

Those eyes, those hands, that disgustingly smug smile of one who says one plus one is whatever she damn well says it is. Such a creature was a brilliant idiot that rests atop the highest paragons of aggression. Anything held in those delicate hands would be crushed as their remains wiped clean from her gloves that were dark as the void.

Slowly, Gex reached for one of his teeth that had been freed from his battered jaw and seeked refuge in the metalic chains that adorned his uniform. He rolled it between his fingers while he stared back into the pair of blue eyes that sizzled and snapped towards his cold, dusty emeralds.

Watching her display of faux raged at the boy with the mullet, Gex could only wish that it was directed at him. This time, he'd make sure that she'd show that her usual wasn't going to cut it for him.

"I'd rather you kick my ass than his sissy one, whore."

 

Xelysha managed to sneak past Larxene and Gexion and over to Demyx. "You okay?" she quietly inquired. Usually she would quietly enjoy Larxene's shows, but this time was different, Xelysha didn't know why, and that ticked her off greatly. Still keeping a close eye on Larxene, Xelysha stayed close to Demyx to make sure he wouldn't pass out from the electric shock or anything along those lines. It seemed she was a little slow in preventing it, but was slightly grateful that Larxene showed slight mercy. Xelysha figured it was best to stay out of the smack-talk that was taking place between Larxene and Gexlion, seeing how she wasn't quite sure what happened or even how this whole thing started.
This was deffinitely not one of her best days.

 

Angel was hiding underneath the bed and had his ears back for he heard his master yelp as if he was in pain. Hissing a bit, the kitten walked out of the corner of Demyx's room and watched what was going on. He hissed softly again, seeing his master stumble around a bit and hold his stomach. Connecting who hurt him, the kitten waited patiently for what would happen next. Demyx's pain from the voltage wasn't great, but it did give him a message that the itch[/i] wanted to be left alone as usual. Geez who knew she had a iron pole up so far up her ass that it was impossible to ever get out. She needed to lighten up and stop acting all high and mighty. It was sickening and one day she would fall so hard on her face that it would be imprinted there for times to come. Turning to Xelysha and ignorning Gex's lame comment, he whiped off his organization cloak with his right hand making sure there it was in good condition and not damaged. "Yeah I'm fine," he quickly stated just after he quickly recovered from the blonde vixen's short charge. Softly he said what else was on his mind. "One of these days she is going to fall down so hard on her @ss that she won't know what hit her and that day has come," he smirked still feeling mischevious, like a child getting even with their older sibling to get a rise out of them just out of pure fun. In all he was testing her and willing to see what else she would do, what kind of nobody she was and if he could trust her or not. The shock was not enough and he would return the favor. Having his water rise with not even a simple hand gesture, he directed it towards the floor just underneath her. With it now on the ground and when her back was turned, he raced down the hallway sliding across it and shoved his body into her as if was an accident. "Woah watch yourself." Due to it being slippery, he dragged her down grabbing both of her arms and tumbling with her making sure she fell while he rolled away from her, quickly got back on his feet and stood on an area of the floor where the water had not reached. "Are you all right?" He hinted a small goofy smile and waved at her from behind.

 

She stood there staring and Demyx and Larxene, dumbfounded by what happened. Even she didn't have the guts to pull off a stunt like that on Larxene. Xelysha shook her head quickly in disbelief, her mind trying hard to figure out what and why that just happened. Maybe Demyx was a tougher cookie than Xelysha thought, but the real test on Demyx was just starting. After a stunt like that, there was no way Xelysha was going to even think of coming to his defense if he couldn't handle it anymore. She quietly backed up into the corner, giving them a little more space to duke it out. Things actually turned a little entertaining for Xelysha, although some parts made her want to go into hiding really badly. Something suddenly caught her eye, she looked over and gasped quietly at the sight of Angel in the door way. Oh no... She raced over to Angle, and gently forced him back into Demyx's room, closing the door afterwards. There was no way she was going to let that kitten roam free, especially since Xemnas already nearly saw Angel.

 

Xamry then closed the portal behind the Somebody, seeing how he fell through it. She then turned to the castle, looking up at it. Something was going on inside... she could feel it. She groaned to herself. "Another fight? Better not. That's like the fifth one this week. Wait... or is it the sixth?" She shrugged her shoulders and then disappeared through a flicker of darkness. She just had to know what was going on in the castle right now, and she had a feeling of where to go to.

Xamry appeared in the hallway where all the commotion was happening. She blinked and looked around quickly. Tension was in the air alright. It made Xamry cringe inwardly. 'Wow... seems kinda bad this time.' She glanced to her right, seeing Larxene with some other dude she didn't recognize. Then something suddenly swooshed by her, making her press her back against the wall, and her hair stand on end. Demyx just zoomed by her, crashing into the Savage Nymph. She blinked, trying to focus on a million things at once. Next thing she knew, Larxene was on the ground and Demyx was asking her if she was okay. Her eyes then wandered away from the two, seeing another girl around her age or maybe older, maybe younger but she didn't recognized her. She chuckled quietly. "Looks like another fight, eh?" she said quietly to the Nobody.

 

Xelysha turned around rather quickly and looked at Xamry. She then looked over at Demyx and Larxene. "I guess so..." The fight seemed to just be getting worse and rather scary. Xelysha didn't like it at all, but wouldn't do anything to stop it, all she could gather the strength to do was just turn the volume of the fight down so none of the superiors would hear. Although a thought had popped into her head, if she actually made the fight louder, the suepriors would hear and possibly break it up... but Demyx and Larxene would know almost immediately what happened and neither one of them would be that thrilled with Xelysha. That was one thing her insecurtities wouldn't allow to happen. She glanced back over at Xamry and looked her over. "Who're you?"

 

Xamry folded her arms, not daring to move from where she was at. Demyx still had water on the floor and she didn't want to risk slipping and hurting herself. She glanced at Xelysha, smiling a little. "The name is Xamry. I'm kinda new around here. How about yourself?" At least they could start a nice conversation in the midst of the fight. If things got intense, it would be time to start focusing again and paying attention to what was happening around them. For now though, things seemed to be fine. That was a great relief to Xamry. She was only here for a week, but things were already looking like they were getting out of control. Like they were stuck here twenty-four/seven dealing with each other and getting into each other's hair.

 

Xelysha still remained keeping a close eye on the fight, and on Demyx's door to make sure Angel doesn't find a way out. "er... Xelysha. I've been around for a few days." A small, proud, childish smile spread across her face, "and already I've broken nearly every rule in the books!" She didn't care if Xamry told Saix or Xemnas about that statement, since they've already punished her for most of thos rules, the others they haven't found out about yet. Hiding the evidence from them was what made rule-breaking so much fun to Xelysha, although Xemnas is more nerve-racking than fun since he could easily turn her into a dusk and not lose one bit of sleep over it.

 

Larxene hit the floor with an abrupt thud.
Her eyes blinked repeatedly, pupils dilating and shrinking like rapid pulses. Her fists clenched, sending a crushing amount of electrical energy through the air. The hairs on her arms stood beneath her cloak, along with those on the back of her neck. Her chest ascended higher as she took in a large lungful of breath, glaring at the Nocturne with such coldness, she might aswell throw the pathetic wimp in a freezer.

She was now officially pissed off.

“I’m going to fucking kill you.†She growled, lunging towards the musician viciously. Her hands made almost immediate impact with his throat as she tackled him to the floor, sending a louder tremor through the stones beneath them. More energy erupted from her hands, which were now clasped around his throat, blocking his windpipe – but not totally.
“You’re going to regret that move, you cocky bastard.†She snarled, taking one hand away from Demyx’s throat, and summoning four of her Éclair into her right hand. The blades sizzled, showing an instant reaction with the thickening static that inhabited the air around the nobodies in the corridor.
Her eyes glistened fiercely, half of her mind enjoying what was happening, and the other in absolute turmoil over the embarrassment that had struck her when she hit the floor. She meant every word that she threw at him, and by god, she would make sure he regrets even looking at her in the first place. Who was he to stroll in here and interfere with what was happening? Demanding her attention like a deprived, bored, useless little child?
He is nothing, was nothing, and will be nothing even more so when she is done with his worthless carcass.
Her blade, first of her four Éclair, slid itself up his neck. It positioned itself horizontally, so not to slice the flesh of his throat on its climb upwards from the side of her finger that gripped close to the glands in his neck, to the point where his neck and jaw met. Although the blade scraped a mere two inches or more, the action took its time, letting the situation actually sink into the Melodious Nocturnes thick skull.
Her smile stretched across her face, mischievous and lustful in the moment she felt so dominant. If he were to do one thing out of place, or what Larxene found threatening or defiant, she would most certainly slice his throat apart.
Obviously, laughing in the process.