OOC: Axel was on the verge of death, Vexen put him in his yet to be tested healing machine for Nobodies (why he said the 50/50 percent chance of working), and he remained there a day until it malfunctioned, hence mystery among everyone (except the members who don't know of Axel's death, thus, the meeting and the recruiting of Xangel as replacement) it really short-circuited naturally or someone murdered him. Now Axel's with Max in a undected place watching everyone with Max's dark receptors. I could've sworn you were here around that time, Tula? Better explained, people still think Axel's gone. A nice other little summary would be: I would explain how the machine worked (that‘s destroyed even more due to Roxas, who went all piss and rammed it with key blades) but I’m tired.
Axel was a bit irritated by the sudden flow of intrusion, which was odd, and apparently some didn't know she was blind. Spotting Shigiku away from the rest as she stared lost, Axel got up from the bed quickly, thinking that since she had many visitors, he should leave, and there was no reason for his being here. He turned around to face her, "I think I'm going to leave. Night, Gel." He swayed his way out of the huddle after he bade goodbye, and grab Shigiku's hand as he smiled at her. "Come on, let's go now. It's way, WAY, past your bed time..."
"Guess I'm not unqiue anymore. Still proud of my hair, and it's water resistant," Axel remarked, sitting himself on the chair patiently, his eyes looked around the room, finding it clean. No trace of anything that they had doen the deed except the air, so Tifa must have done some quick clean, a sloppy one, but still. Tifa found herself wringling her hand in nerves, not wanting to say, not knowing what the consequence will be, or what will happen, and now she was worse off than before, she didn't even hear Axel. Debating herself over this, she eyed all her friends once more, before gazing them down at the floor, feeling her eyes blurry as they became wet from the memory of the news she was going to give them. No...she couldn't cry now..she couldn't. Blinking them back, she looked up again, and when she opeen dher mouth, she spoke meekly and uncertained, "Well....uh...you know that me and Cloud, made love, right?" Axel immediately didn't like where this was going, especially after she just made the point that it was in their love making. He found himself shifting in his seat, a bit uncomfortable, a possibility reeling on his mind, the thoughts of sex, him snapping in fury at a certain someone... Really didn't like where this was going...
OOC: Cya, I guess. I have to go for a bit soon too, though. "Apology not accepted," Axel growled under his breath silently, peering at him from the corner of his eyes as he took his attention of from her for awhile. Why was she off fighting other Organization members anyway? It wasn't a order, because if it was she would've gone to the meeting straight off without a thought and cut the fights short, saying she'll come back with the promise to eradicate them later. Hearing Max's question, he chuckled amused, answering wryly, "I think you're turning blond now, Max, or have blond roots in your veins, because if that wasn't obvious..."
"I still think you should practice the rest of your senses though, it will come in handy if you want to battle effectively," Axel adviced, now making his way to sit on the edge of the hospital bed. It was then he began moving his hand around her face in a liable distance enough, fast and quick as he gazed at her. "Concentrate on your senses of touch and hearing and tell where my hand is moving, and try to grab it. And don't tell me you can't do it, just do it."
OOC: Lol, Fire xP. And the ability of spiky hair is awesome xDD. I'm always prone to it, Sora, Roxas....Cloud. Zack too. Max's weird laugh that could even compete with Vexen's creepy one, which was a feat, made him a bit annoyed, but he kept staring back at the screen, knowing how he must look like. He had snapped out of it a few seconds, and now he was watching how the battle was progressing as he took his hand off the monitor. Max wouldn't understand, he knew, and he really could care less what the guy thinks of him. When he was unconscious it felt like years more than whatever time had been wasted, which he guessed to be only a few days or so. He thought he was dead for only a while, thinking that he was never to see Larxene again, and admittingly, he missed her the most...he missed her a lot. And the way he was seeing her now was like the first time he ever laid eyes on her (though in reality, the first time they met almost resulted in his almost losing his precious appendage. Feisty one, really was heading for it with her kunai...), and after such a long while, he desired her, less than wanting to see her, of course, but he couldn't deny that he did at this second, especially when she was wet.... He blinked when the enemy shot a blast of ice on her. She'll simply sidestep it.
OOC: I think the main room...^^;. Axel narrowed his eyes at the remark, and eyed him from the corner of his eyes blaringly, retorting wryly, "Well, my damn bad that I can't find the exact place where Larxene is in these many receptors that I've never encountered. You though, must have some racist problem with that hue, considering this is your second time I heard you diss blonds. And I suggest you don't in front of me, considering two certain people. You're going to tempt me to combust your a**, and I'm in the mood." After he said this, he casually went to look for the monitor where his girl could be by himself, and after scanning his eyes for a few seconds, with a skip of his breath, he spotted her in a room with a member of the rival Organization, a male with a weird colored cloak, and he watched amusedly as he had drenched her in water. What was he thinking? If fire couldn't harm him, neither can lightning to Larxene despite the conductivity. "There. I was just too lazy to look for it myself, so thanks for making me do work...." He reeled it off, replying as he didn't look at Max, his eyes trained solely on the female, her now damp trench coat sticking to her startling womanly curves and figure, her wet hair dripping with water as it plastered into the soft, luscious skin of her neck, her blonde smooth mane passing her shoulders just a tad, a stray lock grazing her rosy cheek, her forelocks drooping lifelessly at being moist, her incredible sea blue eyes staring dangerously with a icy glint to her opponent...her eyes...familiar blue eyes...it almost reminded him of the time when he sneaked into her taking a shower...just before his death. Unbeknownst to him, he leaned more forward to the screen enraptured, his hand raising to it as he touched slightly with his fingers her frame in the surface, his expression turning dismal as he peered at her blankly...
"What? Can't we visist you? I figured you'll be bored and lonely, so since Shi is staying with me tonight, we decided to drop by on the way," Axel explained, almost dismissively, as he went to pinched her nose for a minute or so, before letting it go. "How are you feeling? Still all happy about being blind, because you know, I don't believe it one second. No one can be alright at that prospect..."
Axel turned to where he directed, and merely made just one step before he was looking over the infamous meeting quarters of theirs, apparently full of chatter as whatever they needed to speak about hasn't started, it was always like this. They won't shut up until Xemnas ordered so. His eyes first went to Roxas' chair, and he smirked as he saw his buddy there, something swelling inside that he was soon going to see him face to face and not in a ghost, though he looked upset, for some reason, or at least, not very happy to be there. As the expression on XIII's face imprinted in his mind in wonder, he went to look for Larxene's...which was empty, the beautiful Nymph at all not seated in her rightful place. It was obvious she was the sole reason the discussion was being held back, they were waiting for her appearance. Even more disconcerted on this news, he shifted to his own chair, expecting it to be empty, but quickly frowned when he found a girl figure sitting there. There. On his throne. In his chair. Or was. And for that moment, he felt like he had been stabbed, in the back with the most sharpened knife that competed with his girlfriend's kunai, and he found his fingers twitching. Then again, he shouldn't jump to conclusions, she might be seated there because she had nowhere else to sit, and the only other unoccupied was Larxene's, which was a willing suicide if you chose it. Wasn't that the girl who Larxene fought? Xangel...? Nevertheless, his body stiffened, and when he spoke, his voice was low and tense, as his eyes travelled away from the Throne Room quickly and into another screen. "Show me Larxene..."
Axel stood there momentarily as the door was slammed on his face, a bit taken aback by Angel's nerve, and knocked on the door indignantly. "What was that for?! She said I could come in if I cooled. Angel, you can't do that..." He breathed out a sigh, wondering what was such the big deal. This was definitely something extremely serious if Tifa knew he was going to flip out to the point of a hazard. With one last knock, he said calmly, "I'm just going to eavesdrop..." Tifa didn't say anything to Angel's secret grin, and perhaps, if it wasn't for the unfortunate news, she would be laughing and giggling about how her first time went or that she lost her innocence, and have massive girl talk over it. But it wasn't that way, and if anything, she just felt more depressed and upset. Hearing Axel, she rolled her eyes, and went to the door. "Just let him in, he won't give up." Unlocking it, she tittered the knob as she opened the entry for him, narrowing her eyes. "Damn, Axel, you're becoming like Reno...a pain in the a**, though you're worse, he's barely...he just pops up out of nowhere." Axel just eyed her questionably, almost irritated. He walked inside though, and heard the door shutting behind him before he asked, "Okay, who the hell is this Reno you're talking about? I've heard nothing but endless comparisons from you about that imposter." He could tell the moment he stepped in that Cloud and Tifa did "make love", as he had been at the end of it so many times, and woke up to the same unique heated musk that always lingered for awhile, though most of it was mixed with a fruity smell. And judging from the strength, it was still recent. "Considering he was born first, I doubt he copied you, though as I said, he could pass as your brother, the only other being on this Earth that has the same rare shade of your fire red hair," Tifa replied silently, weakly going to sit down as she ran a hand through her wet hair, gently plopping in the couch. Now was the time for the revealing impact, and her eyes were staring at everyone in the room, nervous, anxious, and....could she really admit this?
OOC: Yep! :3 And you weren't gone that long xP. Trust me, go missing for a week and watch. "Not that I know of, I never exactly found the time or interest to explore, but I'm sure there are some empty rooms around. It is a castle..." Axel answered a bit offhandedly, seemingly enthralled at the prospect of finally having his eye over the things he wanted to see. Of course, he bristled at the fact that Max was spying into Larxene's room or that this is what he used to spy on him with, yet he bit his tongue until later. But as he skimmed over each one, the halls and the rest of the castle were eerily empty. "How do these work, by the way? Find me the Throne Room, if you had set something there, or is it one of the rooms that are interfered...?" He had searched for any sign of Roxas and Larxene, and now the only one left to search was one where they usually had their meetings, which he was trying to find amongst the clutter of receptors.
Axel followed his direction, finding it pleasantly easy, and the minute he got in, his eyes were directed to the source of glow in the room, only to widen them when he saw snippets of the castle he had lived on after he had become a member of the Organization, the familiar white halls and markings gleaming with the light, and he somehow found the need to go there. Sure, it wasn't what you would call the feel of a home, but it was the only one he had close to it, heightened by the fact that his girlfriend and best friend resided there. There was nowhere else to go to for someone of his kind, except this dark district he was in, but it was way too grim. It seemed the images were in telivision like squares, and as he went to step beside Max, he knew that the favor he wanted from him was answered; a way to see what was happening on the other side. "What...what are these?"
OOC: It seems you're on a Moogle run today xD. And yes, Max sure is something...though it progressed. Axel didn't get startled, or else taken aback by the voice behind him, and he simply turned his attention away from the door, and to the Moogle now facing him. He bit his bottom lip as if trying to hold back a chortle of a laugh, yet his face remained passive, and expressionless. Tilting his head slightly to the side, as if studying it, he replied, "Yes, actually, kupo. I'm here to see Max, and speak to him, especially now that I heard something about my...home." Though that was all he had managed to get, something about The World That Never Was. He then smirked slightly. "Honestly, I don't need to explain myself to a Moogle. I have rights." His hand grabbed the knob, and placing his renwed strength, as well as melting a few particles, he wrenched and broke it open, unlocking it by force. What Axel saw was simply a stair leading to what he supposed was the second floor, and peering up a little to the darkness above, he went forward one step, before taking another, until he was quickly going up. He didn't stop until he reached the shadowed landing and made his way through a small, dark hall. It was hard to see, so he couldn't go any furhter without the chance of tripping over something or bumping his head, and his body was tense. He didn't know what he would find here, and it was better to stay focused. "Max...?"
OOC: I think the constant kupos is adorable :3. Kupo! "Max!" Axel called again, this time getting up from the bench to search around, wondering how in the worlds was he going to manage contacting him. He had to watch out where he was going now, or else he would bump into the now solid mass of crowds that seemed to be in the oddest version of a ghost town. Besides him, he saw something turning off, and his head snapped sideways to it the deeper he walked away from where he rested, his eyes catching some abandoned shop. Creasingg his eyebrows, he headed to it, wondering if it was just simply one of these heartless, after all, he didn't know anyone else who had many glowing yellow eyes...in every being here. Reaching the shop, he went to push it ajar, only to find it open. Even more strange. Quietly closing it behind him, he passed the many glass surface tables to show off accesories at hand, other than the ones in the wall and in the far back, and cautiously, explored it. Axel could take some things, but before he could go on robbing, he heard a mutter of voice coming from a door close to him. Stepping as silent as he could to it, he pressed the ear to the door, and almost snorted in triumph as he recognized Max's voice. There he was, or at least, sounded like it. Going for the door, he unfortunately found this one locked. Axel didn't want to put attentiot to himself as he heard others in the room...."kupo?" He blinked. Max was talking to....Moogles? He had to clamp a hand over his mouth to stop the bark of laughter that came with the confirmation, imagining the eerie Max talking to a bunch of red nosed circular bundles, and merely pressed his ear against the door, eavesdropping, trying to calm his mirth. However, it was quiet now, and they weren't speaking so much.
OOC: Lol xP. Could've been worse... After trying to see if he could come up with literal poetry that sounded better than the one before, he gave up in the end as the images from his past flooded in his wake the more he went into his deliberations. He didn't know whether it was the cause of a almost death or if he had been out of it for way too long, but he had remembered some more missing pieces to his memories. The girl with familiar blue eyes, and he actually had a chance to go back to the days of school, knowing he was a bit of a rebel (or at least placed his cooking class on fire with the flick of a lighter on purpose...he was a pyromaniac even then, apparently. Or maybe he was just plain insane), he also went back to his least favorite subject. Science. It was strange to think of it now, because he remembered the teacher mentioning clearly about hypothalamus, the part of the brain that lets them feel emotions. Of course, what emotions are there to feel by coursing through nerves without a heart for it to send a signal to, or however that worked, but it made him think if that was why... Axel shook his head. It wouldn't made a difference, and other than those facts, he had learned he was a drummer and guitar player. That was cool to find out, honestly, who wouldn't want to be be able to play those? And he was even in a band...a high school one, but still, they sounded amazing. Whether his skills passed to his Nobody life, was yet to be seen, nobody had a musical instrument except Demyx, and that was his weapon. Looking back in front of him, Axel got a bit startled when now people were solid, walking as if truly there, and one even waved at him. Axel just raised a eyebrow in return, a bit confused to all this now, and the fact that their eyes were a yellow tint of glow. While he can suspect what they were, he needed to speak to a certain someone for explanation...and as he thought on it more, maybe for a favor..... "MAX!!!"
It was then Axel decided to give up on finding Roxas, the kid was apparently doing his own stuff, whatever following something that could be, and he'll be alright, he was sure of it. Touching his cheek as a reminder that he was shedding blood (yet it wasn't much as some was drying), he rendered his chase useless, and decided finally to portal back to whatever place the rest were. He gave one last glance around nevertheless, as if Roxas might pop out of the trees on cue, but found nothing....except he noticed that the snow had certain footsprints on it...the size of Roxas' gigantic shoes, no less. He paused in thought as he gazed at them. Should I...?
Axel just raised his eyebrows at this new phenomenon, watching as transparent people started walking and appearing around him, hearing conversations and mindless chatter resounding in his ears as he stood there in the middle of it all. They were fakes, obviously, not one pair of eyes went to him, and they even passed through him as if he didn't exist. It was...odd, to say the least. What was this about? Beginning to walk aimlessly to nowhere, he took a couple of steps before he spotted a vacant bench in the corner of a dead bush, and headed for it. Before he sat down though, he stretched his arms a little, cracking his stiff joints as he did simple exercises to get his muscles back to order and his strength. It surely felt better when he was done, and satisfied, he plopped on the bank lazily, his eyes neighboring dully at the ghostly crowd. This part of the town was different now...unfortunately, it's been Max-ified. Axel wondered what everyone was doing now, whether Roxas was in Twilight Town, or Larxene in her room....it was going to be hard just simply standing still when he wanted to see the ones who matter most to him like a drug addict to a bag of cocaine. Larxene was the cocaine, while Roxas was the path to the addiction. Wow Axel, your astounding ability to mix beautiful similes and metaphors together suck a**.... He snorted. He was never much the literal type anyway.
I've been thinking of harming Demyx for a long time now, Larxene thought to herself about his accusation grimly, his voice snapping her out of her deliberations as she crossed her arms indignantly, sniffing due to her nasal congestion. Or at least she was going to harm him until recently, yet she'll keep that notion to herself. Glancing her head back as she pinpointed her eyes sharply to the male as he came nearer, Larxene raised a eyebrow, frowning, this time working up a honest defense. "I didn't do anything, he's the one who's afraid of me...with concrete reasons, I admit, but I didn't do anything to make him cry. All I asked was a question, and he bursted in tears. Kids are so weepy..." Covering her nose to block a incoming sneeze in its tracks, removing the position she held her arms in, Larxene gracefully slid off the bed, standing up without breaking a stride. Now that he was awake, she could leave the brats on his care, and get some peace. Shivering again as she felt the sudden chill grace her, she really did begin to question if it was really her. Staring back at Zexion blankly, she began flippantly, "Now that you're up and running, I'm going to dump the two in your hands. The other one...I'll handle, he's somewhere." Pausing for a moment of silence as she studied him, almost like X-raying him, she asked, "By the way, is it cold in here?"
OOC: Ooooh, more vengeful thoughts xP. "How can you be saved by a wave?" Larxene snapped harshly in question, getting that he got hurt and began to cry, which perhaps triggered the wave that made her think mentionable ways of paying Demyx back hard. The poison was still in her glove, she felt the cool glass, but now it was going to be put to greater use. In fact, now that she thought about it, it seems she did kind of overreact on the whole matter, as she looked back on her reactions, the images flashing in her head. That wasn't exactly sadisctic on her part, but more temperamental and immature, which she didn't take lightly. She shuddered, whether it was from her less than proud actions, her body, or both. She still wanted to do something to Demyx though, nevertheless, it wasn't going to be that bad such as putting posion on his ice cream and make him sick. Larxene had to think on that for a while...
OOC: I'm saying...xP Portalling again as he didn’t want to get up, the black tendrils covered him fully until his face now dug into cold, soft snow, and he sighed in satisfied as it cooled him. Seriously. What was he following that was so interesting? And then for Marluxia to appear out of nowhere, and throw him a snowball when he was down (he spotted him, alright), there was something wrong with that guy, he swore. Giving out a grunt as he made his way to get up, he stood in his feet after a few seconds, rubbing the bruise he knew was forming, and he felt something dripping in his cheek. The fact that the snow now had a little bit of crimson proved his thoughts, and so he concluded that he was bleeding. The chips of ice on the frozen lake must have cut him, after all, when ice skaters fall they get scraped, it was quite…hazardous. It was then his thoughts traveled back to the run away blond he was following, but decided to get rid of that stunt, he already got hurt. Axel looked around, wondering where Roxas could be, or if he was near.
