Demyx screamed in terror and leapt away, trembling. "Demon!" he screamed. "Evil human child!" He whipped out almost a half-dozen chocolate chip cookies and started throwing them. "Arrgggh!!" Almost instantly he calmed and blinked. "What?"
Laxene blinked in surprise. "Bored already, Number Eight?" she called, bringing a kunai to her mouth and running her tongue along it with a wicked grin. "Or could it be that you're afraid?"
"Meep!" Demyx ducked backward, allowing the boy's limp form to flop to the ground in front of him. "Why me?" he whined, prodding Sora with his foot. He pulled yet another cookie out of that still-mysterious pocket and broke off a small piece, waving it over Sora's nose. "Wanna cookie?" he asked in his best little-kid voice. "Wanna cookie? NO COOKIE FOR YOU!!" He popped the piece of cookie into his mouth and grinned, exceedingly proud of himself.
Larxene tossed him a wink. "Temper, temper, Number Eight," she chided. "Training was your idea, remember?" She crossed her hands over her face and summoned her kunai, making no effort to keep a hungry grin off her face. "Pain reinforces the lesson. I am the b*tch of this Organization, after all... how could you expect any different?!!" Her last word became a shriek as as invoked her powers, creating a lightning storm to enwreath Axel's head. "Pay attention," she hissed, malevolent pleasure igniting in her eyes. "You'll get no second chance. Mind the collar!"
OOC: "pit"- to set against... that's what I get for being an author, I use funny words; don't worry, you'll get used to it ^_^ "Wah!" Demyx squeaked as he found himself addressing the empty air. "Dammit, I hate it when that happens!" He made a guess and teleported to the containment area where Riku was being held. "Saix?"
"Train?" Larxene didn't look at Axel, whipping out with a vicious backhand fist that caught him across the face and sent him spinning to the floor. "Learn to expect the unexpected, Number Eight." She turned back to Xemnas, frowning. "And how to counter his test? Shall we simply kill him?" She turned back as Axel started to get to his feet.
OOC: Neither do I, don't worry... ^_^ Demyx tilted his head to the side, thinking. "Sooo... we captured Riku... we have Sora..." He scratched his head. "Can we pit one Keyblade wielder against another?" A grin crossed his face. "That could be fun."
Demyx stuck his tongue out at Luxord, then turned back to Saix. "And what are we going to do with Sora's friends?" His eyes sparkled. "Can I play with them?" Somehow, Demyx managed to make a seemingly innocent statement sound menacing, all while keeping his face open and clear.
Larxene paused, reflecting upon what the Superior had revealed. Unconsciously, she began to chew on a thumbnail. "Therefore," she said softly, still thinking, speaking more to herself than the other members, "why would he want to pit us against each other? Is it because he simply wants us removed? No, that can't be it; this man is far too complex for something that simplistic. What is he trying to teach us by this game?" She dropped into a crouch and steepled her fingers together, tapping them thoughtfully against her lips. "DiZ wants something from us. Before we make any plans to assult him, we need to discover his motives. If we move in as simple destroyers, we will fail this test; he is arrogant, and would not simply kill us without trying to teach us something, even as he pushes us to the brink of our own destruction..." She trailed off and frowned. Is he pointing out a weakness? Is he showing us just how divided we truely are? No; why would he strengthen his enemy? This man is indeed a puzzle...
"I quite agree, sir," Larxene responded, lowering her burning eyes submissively. "Betrayal is the last thing we need right now." She looked from one end of the hallway to the other. "So, Superior, tell me of this... DiZ. Xehanort worked with him, so you should retain some memories of what this man is like."
"So glad you've noticed, Axel," Larxene answered sardonically, seating herself against the wall from Xemnas. "While a nymph was indeed a lesser god in mythology, there are cases of nymphs becoming god-like themselves... and, while nymphs may have served the gods, they were also famous for working against them for the nymph's own benefit." A single blonde eyebrow rose over a seafoam-green eye. "It's lucky for you that I am one of the afore-mentioned nymphs," she added, touching two fingers to her forehead in a barely mocking salute.
A savage grin crossed Larxene's face, and she paused before crossing the threshold. "But sir," she continued without missing a beat. "Surely you of all people understand the importance of titles. 'Superior' is not a hint of your overwhelming arrogance, no? Simply a manifestation of your own... power over the rest of us. But then... power is an illusion." She again bowed, then headed through. "By the way, Axel," she continued, turning. "The monster's dead." ~Hall of Infinity's Portals, Castle Oblivion
Larxene stared at Xemnas with disbelief. "We're fighting for our lives against a madman, and you want a bath? You're as bad as that pansy Keyblade wielder Sora." She flicked her wrist experimentally to ensure that all the damage had been healed, then bowed with a sarcastic air. "Lead the way, your Superior-ness-ness."
"Extremely," Larxene replied sardonically. "You smell awful." She dug into her pocket and pulled out a Cure card, tossing it into the air and invoking it. She closed her eyes and breathed deep as shimmering sparkles cured her of her wounds. She rubbed dried blood from the new scar above her right eye and grinned. "Now what?"
Demyx finished his cookie and brushed crumbs from his uniform. "And what about Riku? Is he going to be the fourteenth... wait." He paused and counted on his fingers. "Subtract Zexion, Larxene, Marluxia, Lexaeus, and Vexen, then add Sora...." He did some quick math. "The... nineth member of Organization... IX?"
Larxene cracked her knuckles, ignoring the burst of pain from her right wrist; it felt as though somewhere in their drifting aerobatics it had been spained. She swiped blood away from her a cut above her right eye and grinned. "Since when do I follow orders?" she muttered. Pain is nothing to her; the time she spent inflicting it upon others served her well in dealing with her own and besides: it was nothing a cure spell couldn't fix after the battle. She leapt into the air, passing the Superior to dive between flailing claws; she latched onto the creature's head and drove a kunai into one of its bulbous eyes. The Heartless bucked and bellowed in pain, and a twisted grin crossed her face. "Does that hurt?!" the sadist shrieked in pleasure and slashed the monster across the face. All around her danced an electric storm; tiny, flickering bites than covered the Heartless in a smothering blanket of golden agony. "Now, kill it now!" she screamed to the Superior.
"Is he blind?" Larxene wondered to herself. The flaming meteor was almost about to collide with the creature. For a moment, she was tempted to allow the Superior to stay in place as his immanent death approached, but she remembered Zexion's plan and cursed. Knowing full well she was putting her own life on the line for a Nobody she intensely disliked and was planning to kill herself eventually, Larxene flew forward and grabbed a fistful of Xemnas's silver mane, yanking him with her. As she ripped the Superior away from the Heartless, her momentum caused both of them to tumble in the zero-gravity void. The snake-like Heartless moved as if to bite them both, but was distracted by the approaching asteroid. Too late to move away from it, the Heartless curled into a ball in an attempt to absorb the damage. Larxene and Xemnas were sent reeling from the explosion, but emerged relatively unscathed. "We're not out of this yet," she hissed; though obviously injured by the meteor collision, the Heartless was still alive, leaking darkness and seeking vengence. EDIT- OOC: Yes, we are still in day two.
OOC: I'm getting metal images of Envy from FMA, or the space worm from Star Wars? Classic... "Asteroids are made of rock, occasionally honeycombed with frozen water or other minerals," Larxene noted, moving away from where she'd been watching the battle. "It's a pity Lexaeus isn't here." She crossed her hands over her face and drew her kunai. "Are we having fun yet?" she questioned playfully. With the shriek of ecstasy that was her battle cry, she flung her hand toward the distant creature, wreathing it's head in a miniature lightning storm. The Heartless let out a bellowing roar and whipped it's head from side to side in an attempt to dislodge the hungry bolts of electricity biting at it's flesh. The fire-rimmed asteroid drew closer to the enraged monster.
Larxene tapped a foot impatiently against the ground. "We've been trying to go through the same door for almost an hour," she noted, irritated. "And besides... Roxas, when did you get here?" She cut him off with a brisk head-shake. "Nevermind. Let's just go through this door. Now. Before I lose my temper."
Larxene stopped short from going through the door; all those following her crashed into her back. "The Superior awakens," she announced, again that barest hint of insubordination lacing her voice. She shoved those following her out of the way and headed back to Xemnas. "So, great leader," she somehow managed to make the title mocking, "I don't suppose you have a plan."
