Xane frowned again, saying, "Why? Why're you doing that?" Xane asked.
OOC: Hey, Nulix. You're bacl. BIC: Xane walked around, following the soldiers.
"Tyre, you're going to screw everything up," Xane said, shoving Tyre into the forest with Xardius. "What are you doing, here?" OOC: Gotta go. See you guys later.
"Whatever," Xane shrugged. Everybody was acting weird today...Though that's not irregular for Nulix and his random spouts of dancing.
"Lots of stuff on your mind, huh?" Xane asked Wing.
OOC: Where'd he go? BIC: "Xardius, I can still see you," Xane muttered.
Xane looked at the other soldiers, trying to march as they were marching.
"What're you so happy about?" Xane asked Xardius.
"If you keep doing that, they'll discover who we are," Xane muttered, still sounding agitated. "There's even a chapter in Lexx's book about you doing that. Why do you even do that? is it a spasm or something?" OOC: Stay online, if you can. Gotta switch computers.
Xane looked out of the window, trying to think if the captured weapon really was the Virus.
"Guess we get ready to go into action," Xane shrugged.
"Xardius, no one ignored you..." Xane shrugged. "Anyway, I guess you're right."
"Right, so how about we go and raid the gang's base for the weapon?" Xane asked. "Our cover's blown here and we've got nothing else to confirm that the weapon's the Virus."
"So we did all of this for nothing," Xane frowned. "Well, only one way to find out for sure." *** As, Darxess shifted around in his cell, he saw a blade slash the bars in half. Mellodia and Venture entered his cell, followed by Orb. "Darxess, right? We're friends of Xane," Mellodia told Darxess. "C'mon. Time to go."
"Gears?" Xane asked. "The Virus isn't mechanical. It's what it sounds like. It's a Virus. It's alive."
OOC: Database error. BIC: "A piece of it?" Xane asked.
OOC: I know. That's why I'm starting to copy each post I make, before I send it in.
OOC: Sorry. Had to leave for a while. BIC: "We're not really stealing it," Xane said. "Do you even know what it odes?"
"Sorry, we thought we were labeled enemies of this world," Xane shrugged. "We're impersonating them to obtain the weapon the gang stole. We believe it might be some type of living weapon known as the Virus."
"You want to know the truth?" Xane asked, getting agitated. "We're the Ultimate Organization."
