The Organisation: A legend reborn

Axel didn't like how cold Larxene was being towards him, but he decided to worry about Demyx. He was the prioirty and his guilt for what had happened had taken a tow on him. Once again he sighed hoping the pain in his jaw would go away and his splitting headache which was now throbbing and he was surprised that Demyx didnt see that he was bleeding at the mouth. In his case he thought that the sitar player was probably more oblivious because of his leg situation. "You can't do anything in your condition right now. The assassin will get groceries for you, I already know what kind of foo you want. When it is done it will come back to our place," he added as he forced them back towards their home, but before that he made sure that his assassins and other nobodies were guarding the castle. You could never be careful and he also activated a shield over the castle as well so that only nobodies could get in and anyone they recognized.

He dropped Demyx onto a couch propped up his pillow for him to support his leg and then left the room retreating to his own room slamming the door. Once he was in the santauray to his room, he cleaned up the blood from his mouth the best that he could in his bathroom and then felt tears come to his eyes. When he saw his reflection in the mirror. Bruised jaw and still turning colors. He wasn't sure where the wetness from his eyes had come from, the pain or rejection, or betrayal,. He was not sure, but he did question himself."Why am I crying? I can't do that...it makes me look weak and vulnerable," He noticed that his face was messed up as well with the jaw nearly dislocated and definity out of alignment, hurting for him to talk even more or move it. He clenched back the redness from his eyes, but the pain with gritting his teeth hurt as well. He couldn't let anyone see him like this so disfigured... he stayed in his room. He forced himself to his bed and collasped on it as he began to cry keeping his face hidden with the comforter and arms out of sight as well.

 

Roxas was in his room way before Demyx, Axel, and Larexene where there. No one had noticed that he alreadt left. They were to busy fighting. Roxas layed down and endded up falling asleep.

 

ooc: alright...never mind...Xemnas really gives out bad hints... :D
bic:
The mcp, of course, spat back the information. This is bad...Xemnas thought. I was supposed to give viruses, but this? They're giving us viruses. He slipped a CD into the socket, and typed it again. No use. What kind of technology they're fooling us with?

 

ooc: :O ! axell!!! awwh god I feel so damn guilty right now... ¬.¬

Larxene walked into the kitchen and straight to the freezer. she took out ice and put it in a small clear bag. Her eyes focussed on the frozen liquid, rather than turn to look at Marluxia. Her eyes were drawn tot he shards of glass scattered across the floor, the question slipping out by insinct. "Where's this from?"

"It's called Ice. You get it from storing water below 0 degrees celcius." Marluxia answered coldly, his eyes piercing as he eyed the Savage Nymph.

"no, smartass, I'm talking about the glass." She looked at marluxia with speculative eyes.

"Oh... I dropped a bowl." Marluxia answered, blushing slightly.

"Well clean it up. Xemnas is gonna flip." Larxene walked from the kitchen and into the main room, where dmeyx lay on the couch. She smiled crookedly, holding out her hand to help him up. "You had better go back to your room, dum-dums." she smiled. "Or Mansex migth see you."

 

His body collided with the couch as he leaned back it. "Axel seemed upset for some reason and it is my fault." He held his hand to his chest. "It is time that I face the music. I can't hide from the boss forever," he sighed leaning his chin on his hand. "I'm going to get blasted or hurt in some way or another," he lay back against the pillow. "I can't believe my leg is broken. How am I supposed to fight?" he heard the other members in the castle somwhere.

 

Larxene looked at Demyx, sighing. "you sure? I don't think that he would like to hear your screams when the pain comes back in about 5 minutes. I'll explain to him what happened. Don't worry." She looked at he melting ice in the bag in her hand, then back at demyx. "I need to know where your leg is broken..." she mumbled. "this is gonna sound wierd... take..um...well....let me see your leg, demyx."

Wolfe looked at braxen. "Don't be stupid." she scoffed, shaking her head. "I'll just use Hades' card."

 

(OOC: Mansex! LOL. Everyone calls him that. :roll: Yeah. I dont' know anyone whose been punched in the jaw to actually come out unharmed. Marluxia better pick up that glass before someone steps on it D:)


Axel layed on his bed half zoning out with the headache getting worse and the pain in his jaw not lessening. He wondered if it was in fact broken. He tried touching it, but refrained from it. He called one of his assassins and sent it a private message as it nodded and left the room.

The assassin slithered by Demyx and Larxene observing Demyx carefully and then walked past them into the kitchen to get an ice pack.

 

Demyx leaned up and tried to roll up his pant leg, but the pants that the organization members wore were skin tight so this made it difficult. "That is not going to work," he rolled the end of hem of the pants down and tried to stand up. "Hold on a second." Sitting back down, he lifted his back up, his hips off of the couch while both of his hands gripped the sides of his pants taking them down, his waist and flesh covered by the long cloak, that he slowly slipped his leg out from his pants to show her where it was broken. "Ow," he grimaced just by moving it a little bit. "It's not my ankle. It's towards the shin," he pointed to where he thought his leg was broken.

 

Larxene crouched on the end of the couch, kicking her shoes off to prevent rippage of the fine material demyx lay upon. She analysed his leg fully, her fingers running up the black and purple bruise that ran from dmeyx's mid-calf, to the middle of his thigh. She moved forward, pressing a small lump on his leg and identifying where the break was.

Marluxia decided it was time to go and apologise to larxene; if she is happy, so am I. He turned around the corner and froze, his eyes scannign the scene infront of him: Demyx, sat upright with one leg tilted sideways slightly and his trousers disposed of. Larxene, her shoes kicked away, leaning forward..
"argh!" marluxia swallowed back bile, one hand covering his mouth. "YOU WHORE."

 

Demyx gasped moving his hand aside out of quick reflex. "Marluxia!" Demyx fell on the ground and screamed out. "This is not what it looks like." He tried to get up, but was tangled in a throw rug over the couch that had fallen with him. "Ow my leg. She was just seeing where my leg is broken." He failed to get up and lay there on the ground, his skin exposed as he felt helpless in the situation.

 

The assasssin came back from its shopping with a bunch of bags with a couple others as it placed the groceries down on the kitchen table not bothering to put anything away because it did'nt know where everything went. It came towards Demyx just starring at him asking if he was okay now. It looks bewildered watching the scene in front of it.

 

Marluxia shook his head. "I refuse to ask." he mumbled, opening a portal to his room and locking himself in.

Larxene immediatly burst into a fit of laughter. He ribs ached as she laughed more at demyx's reaction and the obscurity of the whole situation. "that...was irony...in it's purest form!" she giggled, looking at the mangled demyx on the floor. "come here.." she rolled her eyes, helping him up onto the couch again. She put the ice-pack onto his leg and looked at him thoughtfully. "I'll need axels help to fix it.... hold on."
She portalled outside of axels room, shouting at the wooden frame, but with an unusually kind tone to her voice. "Hey axel...axel sweetie...you there?"

 

"She thinks this is funny?" he asked himself when he heard her laugh so much. He felt himself on the couch once more and his leg was elevated with the pillow with the ice pack on it. "Okay, but be careful he is in a bad mood I bet," he sighed and turned on the tv to see what there was to watch. "Everythng will be fine just as long as the boss doesn't show up out of no where. I hate it when he does that." He flipped the channel to see Jerry Springer on. "Oh I wonder what kind of white trash or fat @ssess they are going to put with today."

 

OCC: im so sorry for not posting just my computer is bein a real pain and the beak the website had :(

 

(OOC:It's okay. Dexnail. Do you need a recap?)


Axel just wanted to stay in his room and be left away from anyone, but the loud knock from his door and hearing Larxene's sweet voice had forced him to get up. He was angry with her doing this to him, but he didn't want to hurt her especially since it wouldn't do any good and then Marluxia might get suspicious over things if he wasn't already. Quickly putting his hood over his face he slowly got off his bed and swung his door open, and looked at her. "I thought you were mad at me," he spoke in a weird voice because of his jaw.

 

Larxene looked to the floor, her voice dripping with innocence. "I said sorry.." she sighed. "You know I wouldn't do that on purpose. Why would I want to hurt you, axel? Of all people?" Her eyes examined his jaw through the shadow of his hood. "it looks swollen... and you're talking like a gimp. I really am sorry..." She winced slightly; apologies weren't her best subject.

ooc: no problem dex, I understand. :)

 

ooc: yeah can i have a recap that would be helpfull :)

Xeol quitly walked into the room he saw larxene knocking on the door while Demyx sat on the coach watching tv. The fog wielder smiled cause he wanted to surprisse demyx he lowered to the ground sneaking beside demyx. "Demy" Xeol yelled happily as he jumped landing on demyx's lap then hugged him tightly "my favorite mullet muffin" he said to him childishly while he hugged demyx.

 

ooc: that was a bad Idea!!!! xD lol demmy has a broken leg from a shopping cart in the supermarket, and larxene has pissed axel off, and marluxia, an every one. now she is saying sorry for punching axel and possibly breaking his jaw, and the retrievers are buying clothes :D

 

OCC: i knew about the broken leg lol and well dont blame Xeol he is too childish and lovable to be mad at xD

 

(OOC: All the organization members are back home, and Demyx's leg is broken because of Axel losing his temper. Roxas is sitting in a corner in the castle somewhere or sleeping. Ryxan is somewhere in the castle. Axel and Larxene got into a verbal fight with him getting punched in the jaw. Larxene is trying to help Demyx with his leg, and Marluxia is thinking of the worst case scenrio with Larxene and Demyx because Demyx had to show her his leg. The assassin got groceries for them, but did not put them away. Demyx is watching Jerry Springer on tv. Larxene is apologizing to Axel who covered his face with his hood.)


Axel studied her a bit behind his hood and saw that she was indeed sorry. Watching her posture droop and the tone of her voice held remorse even. He should of stayed mad with her, but for some reason he just couldn't. "I don't know if it broken or not, but it hurts very badly, it may of been dislocated as it feels out of place." He wasn't trying to make her feel more guilty, but it was how he felt.