Demyx frowned. "Why do I have the feeling someone is talking about me?" He shrugged. "OKAY! It's time to find that coin-thingy. The Olympis Stone? Olyumpus? Olypmus? Olympus?" He tried several different spellings of the word, then shrugged. "That thing."
OOC: Sure, I'm always looking for friends! "Right." Larxene flicked her fingers and opened a portal to the nearest Barnes and Nobles. "Let's go get some cake- I mean, find Zexion." She emerged in the Barnes and Nobles parking lot and narrowly missed being run over by a pick-up truck. She cursed at the driver, gave him a very naughty hand gesture, and electrocuted his truck.
OOC: You're going to have to do a bit of teleportation, Darkvincent... I'm at a house investigating Cyn/Zaiuku. Shall we just say that you're with me? "Jade." The female bounty hunter didn't remove her gaze from the servant. "Now, you're not going to cause me any trouble; are you, sir? Surely you don't want to give your life for a murderer." She slowly walked past the servant, aware for any hint of trouble; she had gaged him correctly though, and he made no motion. Out of the corner of her eye, Jade watched the man who had introduced himself as Zeke. OOC: You know, I had a cat named Zeke... no joke.
OOC: Thank you, FireNanaki! I used to have a Husky, so I'm going to be petting Roxas at every opportunity! And Barnes and Nobles has really good cake. "Oh, no you don't Roxas!" Larxene snagged a fistful of luxorious Husky fur and brought him to her side. "Xemnas, since I'm technically in charge, you're coming with me, too. We're going to track down Zexion. He must have teleported to a Barnes and Nobles bookstore. "Now, why are we going to Barnes and Nobles? They have good cake," Larxene drifted off for a moment, lost in visions of lucious chocolate cake. "And we need to get Zexion to solve this curse." She glared at Luxord. "And don't think I've forgotten about your disgusting comments earlier. You'll get what's coming to you. You can put munny on it."
OOC: What's Haunting Ground? "Roxas, I'm assuming you'll be able to smell where the rest of the Organization members are?" Larxene put her hands on her hips. "Bark once for yes, twice for no. Three times if I have to let you outside." OOC: Should I suddenly sign off, just take me wherever Roxas goes, okay, FireNanaki?
"It most likely is," Larxene agreed. "But I refuse to bet anything with you, Gambler of Fate, so don't get your hopes up. Remember when you told me we were "just playing poker" without telling me that it was, in fact, strip poker?" Her seafoam eyes dared Luxord to laugh. "Come along, Roxas." She clapped twice, sharply. "We're going to fetch the rest of the Organization." Larxene paused. "No pun intended."
Larxene interpreted Roxas's tilted head as a question. "We need to gather the rest of the Organization so we can find a cure," she explained. "Judging from this curse, we don't know what condition the other members will be in. We might need cannon fodder, and neither you nor I want to serve in that position."
Larxene's eyes narrowed. "As much as I hate to admit it, we'll need him," she muttered to Roxas. "Wake up, Number Ten!" she ordered, sending a sharp jolt of electricity through him. "That should be enough to sober him up," she added to the Husky that was Roxas.
Larxene's eyes widened. "I don't think I even want to know what that implies," she noted with disgust, resisting the urge to kick the other Nobody awake by deciding that the world would be a better place with him unaware of his surroundings.
"Put me in charge?" Larxene mused. "Roxas, remind him he said that when all this is over." She couldn't stop a sadistic grin from crossing her face. "And what bet did you lose, pray tell?"
"Oh dear God," Larxene had a disgusted look on her face as she jabbed her boot into Luxord's side. "That is pathetic. Well, Superior, you seem to have things well in hand, other than your tendency to speak," she continued. "And what is it you plan to do all day instead of organizing this Organization? Se if you can answer in twenty words or less," she added quickly.
OOC: Oh, I apologize... "I may have a cookie." Demyx frowned as he dig through his mysterious pocket. "However... you need to help me find this coin... thing Saix wants." He dangled the cookie in front of Xigbar's face.
...*blink* ....*blink* .....*blink* Oooh, fire... ~Jade
"Ahhh!" Demyx screamed and punched Luxord in the face. "Oh. Hello, Number... I don't even know what number we are anymore. Sorry," he added sheepishly, seeing Luxord on the ground from his punch. "Reflex."
"Finally!" Larxene breathed a sigh of relief as she found Roxas by Xemnas's side. "Superior, what is going on here? Please answer in as few words as possible."
"Thank you, Xaldin." Larxene offered an only-slightly mocking bow to Number III. "Now you can't tell me I don't respect my elders," she added to Saix. Moving across the camp, she sat down against one of the walls and closed her eyes, breathing in through her nose and out through her mouth.
Larxene absently reached down and scratched Roxas's ear. "I think I hear the Whirlwind Lancer," she said to him. "Sounds like he's trying to massacre Marluxia's flowers."
"Who knows what evil lurks in the hearts of men? The shadow knows..." ~Jade
"You can help by using quotation marks," Larxene told Demyx, then frowned. "That didn't make much sense," she muttered to herself. "Yes, Demyx," she continued, returning to task. "You can help by finding any member of the Organization that you can and putting them in the library with Zexion. We need everyone together."
Jade tried the door and found it, unsurprisingly, locked. Taking a step back, she side-kicked the door, busting the lock open. Her gaze was first drawn to the man holding the rifle. "It would be in your best interest to put that down, slowly," she warned him. "I'm looking for someone. Maybe you can help me. Just answer yes or no. Is there a female matching this description in this house?" Jade described Zaiuku as best she could. "Answer me this, and I won't turn you in for illegal weapons possession."
