"And what I regret is letting a jacka** like you give me that rare opportunity," Axel bit back, definitely resenting his thrist for having his hands on Zexion, and making a partnership with this guy. They both distrusted each other, he annoys the hell out of him, there's no way it could work, or at least, put up with it anymore. Axel was about to summon his chakrams, not caring whether this was his property and had the upper hand, his patience was thin, and if he had to fight for it, he will. Until, of course, something hit him, metaphorically, and he paused in his action as he thought of it. The more his mind weighted the pros and cons, he eyed Max with a look of...pleasantry. "Fine then. Don't think you're going to be the person I talk to. Bring Roxas here."
OOC: I know xP. "You're not letting me leave?" Axel spat out gruffly, his green eyes burning. So what, he was going to be stuck here with him? Didn't he get that he did not want to do this anymore? He could easily ruined at the right time and it was over, and he wasn't letting him leave? "Maybe you didn't understand me the first time. I don't want to go through with this, at least with you, and I want to go back. Let me portal...trust me when I say you'll regret it otherwise."
OOC: Then that’ll be some sexy chewed up meat xP, so yeah, no worries. "Dull life? OH, you mean the one that you've been spying on for…how long?" Axel wryly questioned, dismissing his chakram completely as he seriously thought this over, his anger diminishing a little. Could he really stand this long stuck with Max as the only person to talk to? What the hell was he thinking even considering working along with him? This has been nothing, nothing, but irritation all the time, and after the bathroom, or rather apartment incident, he had it. If he had to take care of Zexion, he'll do it without this help. Looking at him sideways in a glower, to where he switched to now, he sternly said, with a hazardous tone, "I want to get out of here, forget this plan…so open the portal for me to leave. I know you have something to do with that Larxene, but whatever."
OOC: Well, actually, if you think about it, any member could do that with the portalling thing....depending how fast, I guess...though yeah, I did forget. I didn't even know he could...o.O Besides, as long as Max has a black eye, I'm good xD. What would Max do if Axel burned his hair? "You're lying," Axel accused in harsh grunt, getting up from the floor as Max went to turn into a mist, as he released the spikes stuck in the ground. He quickly turned his head into the spot where he predicted he'd appeared, looking at him blaringly and just as dark as he took form, his chakram held tight in his hand. Too bad, he was going to spill blood next if he didn't do his trick, the burn in his body getting worse the more he eyed his face. So expected, going behind. "I'm sure you're responsible, there's no other way, and don't act stupid either. Why don't you f*cking look into your brain, and find out what the hell I'm talking about."
"What are you?! Damn deaf? I said a Larxene copy came unto to me, a fake, and who else could do that, but you, in the pink sh*t you call a apartment?!" Axel snapped, not reeling back from his position, and instead remained in grasping Max, his neck now reddening. He didn't believe a damn thing he said. "Oh, and she happened to mention you too, by the way, so spit it out!"
"Save it!" Axel growled, digging the spikes more into the ground as his throat came close to the metal cylinder that shaped his chakram, and he could slightly see the skin of his neck burning, marks on each side. Setting his hand quickly more on fire, he was burning through his cloak now, not willing to stop. Man, he wanted to kill him, and from his sight he could see a black eye forming from where he hit, which was his intention. "Really, the shower is the least I'm pissed off about, though it was nothing short of annoying, but how f*cking dare you play with me by bringing a fake Larxene on me?!"
Axel stomped into the room right off, not stopping in anyway until he reached Max who was checking the monitors, and quickly without a second thought, delivered a hard punch to his face, though not sure if he heard a crack or if he managed to block it, either way he pushed him back to the floor in a thud. Axel didn't know how quick he did this, but, he soon found himself on top of him, crouching, Max's neck in between the space of two spikes of his chakram that sank to the floor in a clank, trapping him there, and his other hand grasping his collar roughly, lit on fire, wisps of smoke billowing out, and willing to burn his chest if need be as he looked darkly and dangerously at him, his body shaking with thirst to set him on fire. Feeling the metal of his weapon heat up in a close attempt on damaging his throat, he gnarled, his eyes in slits, "I'm very pissed off at the moment, just came from a very amusing shower time, and a fake Larxene. Tell me one good reason why I shouldn't thrive you with pain?"
OOC: Why not try DeepSkyBlue for Namine instead? :3 Tifa groaned in her sleep slightly, feeling Cloud move around her, to leave, perhaps, and she tried not to smile when he kissed her lips. She guessed he needed to be alone, or that he was finish resting, and left her to sleep in peace, but whatever it was, what was happening now was stressing, she knew. Sides that, she was too exhausted to do any action, and too comfortable, and so not even opening her eyes, her consciousness headed towards the blankness of dreams again, and Tifa took it wholeheartedly, her breathing calm.
Axel rolled his eyes as the girl disappeared, before heading to the couch again, his steps echoing off the floor, placing his teeth accesories in his pants pocket under the trench coat. The more he thought of getting to Max, the more he felt his anger boil, thinking of everything that had occurred, all for wanting to take a damn shower, and the fact that he sent this fake Larxene after him. He wasn't sure his fury was enough to kill him all the way, he needed him for the while, but goodness, did he want to hurt him. Looking around the fruity apartment one last time, darkness covered him in mist of dark rings and wisps from under his feet, and as his vision was able to see the room where receptors are located as the black disappeared, he immediately shouted heatedly, his voice thundering the building, "MAX!!"
"Yeah, good luck with that," Axel remarked offhandedly, as by now he was putting on his boots after placing on his dark pants, not at all worried. Larxene can take her on anytime. Once his socks and shoes were on, he went to grab his black tank top, and threw it over his head quickly, pulling the hem down as he fixed it in a fast manner, leaving it untucked, only to go put his gloves, saying maliciously as he closed his hand into a fist, feeling the leather of the glove crunching, "I hope she destroys you..." The reason he was even preparing was to go kill Max, who was probably behind this, and he knew for a fact the house was his idea of entertainment, partner in crime or not. Grasping his cloak, making it give a swooshing sound, his arms went in the tight sleeves without missing a beat, shrugging his shoulders to slide it more up and adjusting it with his hands, before the buzzing sound of a zipper being closed was heard. Dragging the slider down, he straightened back up from bending, and was officially clothed and ready, his fingers messing around with his draw strings, trying to accomodate his hood.
"What the hell are you doing?!" Axel exclaimed, pushing her off roughly with a burst of flames and sitting upright, his eyebrows creasing in anger as he looked at the "female". He was getting really tired of this, and the more this imposter acted, the more he had no qualms on burning her. Forget about Larxene? How exactly can this thing do that unless she had memory manipulation like Naminé? There was no way he could forget her, he knew. One thing was for sure, he wasn't going to stay here anymore, that not he even wanted to, and he was going to change whether she was here or not. Getting up, he grabbed his boxers, a bit roughly, and began to put them on, under the towel of course, and when the hem was well around his hips, he took the fluffy pink cloth of doom, and placed it in the couch where his toothbrush and toothpaste were, not needing it anymore. Ignoring the only other person in the room, he strode to the chair where his Organization uniform was, and started with his black pants, taking a hold of them. Roxas smirked when he heard Larxene tell them off, especially when she threw a kunai at Saïx's face, despite missing. This wasn't following the rules of keeping herself safe from harm, because he was sure those reckless acts she just committed wouldn't be taken lightly. Still, he also had a inkling to also strike the second-in-command with a hearty keyblade, perhaps battle him even, destroy him, for revenge. Though that was going to have to wait, he didn't want to fight him for pointless moments, then to deal with the Superior...unless he leaves. Roxas did always want to figure out what his dreams of that boy, and how he met one that appeared just like him that one day in Twilight Town. There was nothing holding him back anyway. That thought in mind, darkness swirled around him to transport, and soon enough, disappeared and materialized to his room. Saïx evaded the small knife as it sunk to the back of his chair, turning his head sideways. He wasn't angry, he wasn't irritated, but he knew for a fact that Larxene was getting a bit rebellious for his own liking. And unless punishment can cure this, which he will tell the Superior, she was going to be kept a eye on from now on. A very keen eye. This was all because of Axel, it seems, as his death was still inscribed into the ones he was most closest with, and he had some type of desire to reveal to Xemnas the truth of little Axel and Larxene's escapades. Almost. That wouldn't bode well. Narrowing his eyes as he stared where the female was once, he began to portal out to the Alter Of Naught, where he was sure Xemnas will be. After all, this might turn into a bigger problem if it isn't worked on early, and he intended to do that.
"Of course I promise, though sometimes the truth isn't the best thing to hear, I should warn you," Axel replied honestly, pulling away from her slightly, giving her a weak smile, but she didn't see it, as she was looking down. Putting a finger under her chin, and lifting her face up, he found that there were tears in her eyes, surprisingly, and he wiped them away in two quick flicks, only to go and pet her head. "Now, that's nothing to cry for. Anyway, to tell you more, we don't exactly 'die', either, we fade away...though I guess that is death for us. Besides, since now you know the real truth, I guess...I'll give you my real name then. Want to hear it? Then you can ask any questions...anything." He eyed her expectantly, wanting her not to be as sad as she appeared to be, and make this more "lighthearted".
Larxene glowered at him in irritation, her eyes narrowing and glaring at every move he was doing, however, she gritted her teeth, and remained still. She was getting tired of being angry, or otherwise annoyed of him invading her personal space and inner circle, which she only did to others, and would hurt anyone who did it back. She wasn't going to be affected either by his beguiling ploys, despite her neck tingling from where he touched, as he came too strong, and now she had the urge to smack him. And she was sick, which made the situation worse. This guy really did have a death wish. And she was close to giving it to him. She frowned when he gave her that infuriating smile, and for a moment her fingers crackled with electricity, but she had to let it go, not act out like she always did. For now. The time will come. Smiling back at him just as pleasantly, which was more foreboding than her evil eye, Larxene opened the door wide for him, the chamber itself being dark from the inside, as she merrily responded, "You will? That's interesting, let's see how much of a man you are, then." Looking away, her head turned to peer through the blackness, not bothering to turn on the lights. "Hey, dear Luxy, someone's here to save you..."
"Why the hell would you want me to even kiss you in the first place? I don't even want you to try," Axel snarled vehemently, that thought of what happened in the bathroom still on his mind, and now after being clean, he felt dirty again. Not only that, in this whole act, he had noticed that Larxene had become a intense and main weakness that could be used against him anytime, and it will work. The fact that he couldn't even seem to hurt her when he knew that someone was false showed him that perfectly well, so he guessed in the end of this imposter's actions, he had learned something. Yet, how to stop it, and...can he? He was lucky, though, that Larxene happens to be a strong fighter with as just as strong a personality. Making himself comfortable, now laying his back on the couch, his head resting in the armrest, his eyes shifted upwards to see where the Larxene went. He wanted to get rid of her. "Larxene pleases me just fine, and of course, she can never compare to you, that's laughable. After all, the original is always better than the copy, and you're nothing, but a cheap rip-off." Roxas had went into silent shock, staring at Larxene like if she had grown triple heads, or as if she was going to be struck down by the powers of Xemnas, and disintegrate. No one had ever dared to retort back to him the way she had done, except perhaps himself, and other than feeling bewilderment, he was somehow impressed. And if Axel was here to see it, he would've been really amazed as well, though for some reason...he wouldn't be surprised at her biting words, or that she actually went ahead and told her opinion straight out. Axel knew more about her than he did, and Larxene just explained what he had been trying to say to the Superior, in fact, more than he could think of. Now more confident, and finding his voice, he gave a nod, staring back at his Superior, determined. "She's right. Many of us don't agree, and is wrong to replace him. He was a loyal member, who worked with you all the way through for our goal, and your goal, a part of us, and as I said, is not honorable, because we should remember how he helped and the actions he took to do it, and replacing him means he could be discarded of what he's done. It makes us question, Xemnas, are we that disposable as well?" Saïx had remained shut on this whole scenario, not expecting, out of all the things that he would've thought of, for Larxene to talk back to the Superior. If he actually believed in emotions, he would've said he was in a state of shock, but as it were, it didn't affect him as much. He wanted to bark something right at her, truly, how dare she? However, he proceeded to wait for what the Superior said on the matter first, as the snipes weren't directed at him except for the first sentences. And now Roxas was getting his cents in. Silently, he placed his gaze on the Xemnas, wondering what he would say to this. It was luck that none of the members were here, to see this disrespectful act.
"It is relevant, because you now just told me without any sort of real answer what I was looking for," Larxene replied daintily, a knowing smile curling on her face, as she went to the metal door, and fiddled around with the many locks. So her suspicions were correct, this was the, she'll call it, "Other Zexion", and it seems now he has a serious memory loss problem, and Larxene wondered if this was going to happen everytime he hit his head or suffers unconsciousness. That was going to be troublesome, but she noticed he didn't try to make a move on her, tried anything else, so far, other than offering a blanket to keep her warm. Finally learned, hasn't he...? Messing around with the long, latch that made it sway across the door in the middle as she ignored the chill that shudder down her spine from the cold, she unlocked it carefully, as there was a trick to it. When she managed to open it, she raised the heavy bar out of the way, as it went back to the other side, leaving it free to come inside her chamber. Considering the way Luxord was screaming, calling her a b*tch and all, Larxene had to see if he had any little plans for her. Glancing at Zexion sideways, she pointed at the door with ther thumb, sniffing, her stuffed nose getting worse. "The little brat is here, kind of had to do self defense trick on him to shut him up. Yours for the taking....though I really need time to torture people again...that chamber is yet to be used." She went to smirk wickedly at him. "Who knows? You might've been the first if you kept going with your flirting."
OOC: Has to go down in history, ooh-ooh xDD Axel waited, taking each and every expression Shigiku made into his mind, and he could tell she was upset, perhaps at him from not telling her this. Of course, he always learned you can see alot of a person by looking into their eyes, and he could also see that she was confused, or rather, questioning. Did she believe him? Sighing sadly, and a bit ashamed, he hugged her tiny body tightly to him, placing his face into her hair as he leaned down, his voice low and constricted. "I'm sorry, Pumpkin. I couldn't tell you because, I thought you will be a bit too young to hear this...and it wasn't the right time either. I...didn't want you to be thrown off that I don't have a heart, because even if I don't, you mean a lot to me, and I care about you....hell, I feel like you're even my kid...and if I did have a heart, I would've said I love you as a father would, but then I know that is there...somewhere inside me....I mean, I hated kids..." He breathed in deeply, taking a break there as he tried to think of what else to say after his admittance. "I promise I won't lie to you, anymore, okay? I swear. And you can ask any question....and I'll answer truthfully..."
Axel growled in annoyance as his name echoed everywhere, the sudden ache that was in his body mixing around with heat now, and anger, because he hated being played a game, and this, whoever the hell that was, was a irritating mass that he wanted to destroy now. His mind was cleared and he wasn't going to be entranced anymore....he needed to live with the fact that he won't be able to see Larxene for the while, no matter how much and strongly he missed her. Wiping his eyes with his hand briskly, he made sure the towel he had on was still tied securely around his waist, and he went to walk forward to the hideously baby yellow couch, slamming himself unto to it as he laid back, ignoring the piece of crap bothering him completely. Axel couldn't believe he let himself be corrupted, not really, because he knew what it was and that she was a fake, but almost, and all because of that strong emotion that came over him...he wasn't use to it...his body wasn't used to it. Running a hand through his face in a tired manner, calming his erratic breathing, he spat harshly, "Hey b*tch, can you shut up and let me change?" He really wanted to get out of here right now, and hunt down Max. So very badly. OOC: I have no idea is Xemnas is still there, so....^^; Saïx raised his eyebrows as he saw a black sphere protrude out of thin air, and soon enough, the person he was expecting appeared, yet he looked reprimandedly at the blonde female before him. From the corner of his eyes, he saw Roxas, who was still here, place his attention on her as well, but he will be the one to speak first. His voice monotonous and hard, but you can hear a bit of sarcasm in the tone, he began, "Nice for you to join us, Number XII. I would love to hear what you were doing when you were suppose to be at the meeting by order, but that will be after I inform you of what it was about." He paused, his gold eyes glowering down at her, before saying, "Number VIII, has now been replaced with the member of the other Organization, Xangel, the one who has memory loss, if you are familair with her. She will...to put it plainly, be our new Axel, and is a new official member."
Axel chuckled at her eagerness, and wrapped his arms around her loosely, wondering where to begin with this explanation, since this was quite the topic. Thinking for a moment, he took in a breath, before explaining anxiously, "Now, what I told you before is true, everything, except the fact about us being immune to sickness and Heartless because of a syndrome that we placed in ourselves...that was a tiny white lie..." He eyed her apologetically at this, honestly not meaning to, but it didn't stop him from continuing on, wanting to get it over with, "You see...a Heartless....is made when a person loses their heart...that heart becomes the Heartless, while the leftovers, the body and the soul, turns into another creature...called a Nobody. Depending on how strong is your heart and your will, you can be become a Dusk, lower ranked Nobodies, like the ones you saw me control?...Or the top ones...the ones who keep human form, whose hearts were strong enough, which are rare. The Heartless work the same way, but this time, depending on the darkness in your heart, the size and rank you get will be different." He took a breath there, a forlorn expression ecthed on his face as he told her this information, and he swallowed, croaking, "The bad thing about a Nobody...is that they don't have hearts, they don't feel, they can't have emotions....and I'm one of them, that kept human form, the highest rank. All of the Organization are Nobodies, and we formed the group, to get back hearts....that we so desperately want and desire, because we're incomplete..."
OOC: Yay, Nymph! :3 :glomp: But aw, that's sad to hear...but hopefully, you'll feel better soon. About Larxene, nope, nobody pulled her back, but Saix sent a Nobody Berserker to her to tell her to come to the Throne Room to explain the meeting. And, no comment on that, Deathsight, lol xDD. He had literally felt his breath blown away, definitely not expecting this Larxene look alike to go this far into this, throwing herself on him, whole body, and her lips...her lips finally on his. He took air into his lungs slowly, the same intense heat he was feeling passing through him in a flurry, almost like goosebumps, and as his mind went blank, he moved out of his frozen stupor and found himself getting closer to her, closing his eyes, the hands on her arms gripping her tightly. Axel then moved his mouth against hers leisurely, passionately, tasting her, feeling her soft lips as he kissed her back, and then a abrupt wave of incoming sadness...maybe wistfulness at what he was doing, biled up is chest and into his throat, until it reached his eyes without his consent. He didn't notice when it happened, he just knew his eyeslids felt thicker, and a cool trickle of salty water trailed down his cheek, wondering faintly how long did have to wait to do this again, in reality...with the real one. His fingers slid up her arm, into her shoulder, pass her neck, and into her blonde locks, feeling the thin antenna piece of hair that she was known for as he moved up intricately. In memory, he whispered unto her lips, "Larxene...." Gathering all his strength when the point hit him, he pushed her off harshly, breaking their contact, and not even botherig to see if she fell as he snapped his eyes open, he quickly picked up his stuff, including his brush and paste, and his artice of clothing that he brought. Portalling out quickly as the darkness surrounded him, he materialized back in the living room, out of breath, so he welcomed the fresh air that it brought. Was this one of Max's sick tricks?
He might've, he might've not. You can easily say he knew Namine's name was...Namine, by Kairi mentioning it, and he remembered the note that was in the journal that reminded him to say "Thank you", and he made that connection by easily putting two and two together. However, you might also say he did remember the events of Castle Oblivion, due to the deep connection he and Namine have (remember the special way she was created), so when she returned to be whole with Kairi, the memories perhaps opened with that connection. I like that better, because I do want him to remember what happened in CoM, is a part of him, and I thought it was pointless to make him forget it. Even, the director himself led more to this fact. This is what Nomura had to say on it: Source Take that as you will *shrug*.
