Axel, after a few more searches, came to the decision to give it to a random Dr. Pepper fan as thought of before, as he couldn't find Angel anywhere, and his arms were starting to hurt from carrying these full two packs of soda with him. So now, he began to see who would like Dr. Peppers, going out into the deck as he tried to spot anyone with a said can on them. What he did find, however, was the person he was looking for, leaning off the railing. He blinked. Growling to himself at the turn of events after a fruitless hunt when now she appears, grunting, he walked forward to her, shouting while moving, "Hey, Angel!!"
OOC: Really, DestinyStar? Good thing you weren't here for the Axel and Larxene parts x.X. By the way, did CG ever put PG- 13 barriers? :D Falling... Falling... Axel stood silent, only sound coming from him was his humming of a lullaby, watching ever so closely the female figure...very familiar, with long, ebony hair, that was flowing with the constant breeze, and her Organization coat. A familiar figure indeed. And perhaps the only one who could do it. He experienced seeing her holding her head, almost as in pain, and when he saw her bent down, his foot stepped forward as she moved wobbly...but she didn't move her feet. As she was suppose to. Heh. It wasn't long until he heard the loud cracking of the ledge, and smirking, he began to run as quickly as he could, his eyes widening in amusement when she fell off the edge, trying to hold on, scared sh*tless, probably. In a flash he moved himself with his blessed speed, and in the very second her hand let go, he crashed into the ground as he clasped her hand in his in a vice like grasp, secure and tight, his arm jerking as something popped from the force of her weight and descendence, but nothing broken. Axel looked down on the frightened girl before him, clicking his tongue in disappointment as she literally dangled over her bottomless death...or what would've been. His eyes glittered as he gave a devious smile, knowing she'll be fine. "Well, Spitfire, it seems you couldn't gain control..." In a lurge after his words, he began to pull her up, grunting as he concentrated his strength on getting her to safe territory. It was easy task for him, she didn't weight a lot, and while she was going up, his laid down body was pushing itself back, while his brows crunched up, and eyes in slits as he hauled her in cautiously. When her head was placed tiredly on the new edge, keeping a strong hold of her, he used his other hand to grab the back of her cloak as he heaved her forward with his arms, and after three more pullings, Reixa's complete body was sprawled on the soil much like his was.
Vexen was practically about to cry as he saw the amount of people coming in and out of his precious labaratory, and instead of yelling at them as he usually did, he just merely slunked his head in surrender. His lab will never be peaceful of intruders, especially now that it was actually Axel's grave site, unless he jigs the room with something that somehow lets certain people come inside. And it was there that a new experiment began, and smirked deviously as the thoughts and ideas processed. Roxas didn't even say anything as he saw the constant members of the other Organization passing by and out, he was too tired to care, too drained from the experience that he just went through of losing someone, plus Larxene's recklessness, and it annoyed Vexen. That was appraisal enough. Sighing, he watched it all as they left, Angel still with them. It was obvious that girl was a part of them, but she doesn't remember anything, it seems. Then a sudden fear shook him when he processed her element. Was...was she going to replace Axel? Does the Superior even know? Will he actually take her in?! They couldn't do this. Even Master Xemnas had much respect for honor, so replacing Number VIII will be like rejecting everything Axel had done, and the red-head was one loyal neophyte, save the whole secret relationship he was having with Larxene, but that really didn't jeopradize anything about their goal. No...he would never let it happen. And it was then Roxas glared at Xangel.
Larxene walked around the kitchen as she got there right off, heading for the white, wooden cabinets immediately, searching for something to heat, or just plainly...anything, she didn't want to spend too long here either. As she studied the contents, all there were pasta, Cocoa Puffs, pasta, Lucky Charms, pasta, Cheese Puffs, pasta...and macaroni... Who the hell does the shopping?! Larxene paused for a second, before shrugging, and grabbing the macaroni box, closing the door to it, and heading to the fridge for the milk. Surprisingly, it wasn't that empty, and passing the Gatorade, sodas, the beers, no doubt Axel's, she had to dig for the gallon of milk under all the things in the way, and not wanting to take the materials out, Larxene portalled it to her other hand easily, smiling satisfied.
Axel heaved a breath as he continued onwards, searching for Angel, as he carried two full packs of Dr. Pepper in each hand. How he got this? It wasn't off the goodness of the heart he doesn't have, but more on the fact that Tiffany gave them to him (where he had been spending his *cough* quality time), since she gets them for free as a extra bonus from work. He wasn't fond of Dr. Pepper that much, and he didn't want to refuse (especially after their..."bed time"), so he decided to give them to Angel, that obsessor. Though he had been looking for her too long, and was about to give up, and hand it to some other random Dr. Pepper fan.
OOC: Lol xD. Thanks xP. I'll improvise. And yep, I'm glad to be back in schedule :3 :glomp: I remember we were driving driving in your car, The speed so fast I felt like I was drunk. City lights lay out before us, And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder. And I had a feeling that I belonged, And I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone... Be someone... Larxene had her rosy lips in a sly, snake-like smirk that seemed to fit on her face naturally without a flaw, as usual. Her icy, aquatic shade of blue doe eyes, were in slits, making the female resemble a sneaky fox, in the most sexiest comparison possible, as those orbs scanned over the last page of Stephen's King, The Shining, all the while listening to soft music in low volume by the small radio in the table. The blood, the killing, the horror (with sweet singing in the background for the irony...and her entertainment), was a nice break from Marquis de Sade, not that she read it all the time, as some of her comrades remark exaggeratingly. Idiots. She was sprawled on the small couch that was her normal spot, laying on it as if she owned it, legs stretched out comfortably, cushion supporting her back while her right elbow laid on it, and her left arm holding the novel as it closed the book, and was placed in her lap in finality. Wanting to finish the song before putting the story back in its bookshelf, she breathed slightly as her ears took in the melody playing. The thing that Larxene truly liked about it was the guitar strums, she had always appreciated Tracy Chapman's Fast Car, though she could care less for the lyrics, or "artistic significance". She also appreciated the privacy of the library that she was occupying, as only Zexion or Vexen pop up now and then, but the rest is for her alone. Woe is one who disturbs. Sighing as the song was done after two more minutes, dark tendrils began to surround her body, covering her in black wisps, and she soon found herself standing as it dispersed, in the spot where she had found the novel, and seeing the gap as her eyes searched momentarily, she slipped it in nicely. Her black, high heeled books clicked on the tiled floor as she backed away three steps, before portalling back to the open space where her couch was set to turn off the radio. Cutting off the announcements spewing out of the boom box abruptly, knowing she was a bit hungry, she decided to go to the kitchen and get something to eat or drink since she had been here for a bit too long, reading, no less. "If it isn't gobbled by the pigs that I'm forced to live with..." Larxene muttered distastefully at no one as she crossed her arms, and she transported once more for the set destination.
OOC: Okay. I'm finally back to my normal schedule :3, and I'm so happy. Can anyone do me the favor of giving a recap of what's happened so far? I don't want to make Larxene pop out to whatever was happening.
OOC: Lol xP. I don't know where to make Axel pop up...
Tifa breathed more calmly now, Yuffie was gone, and she could relax, and think of what to do...about Cloud. He was obviously pissed, and if anything, she couldn't talk to him until he cooled down, because then he would make rash decisions, she had learned that...the hard way. Crap, she forget to ask Yuffie how she got in...by the door? And damn it! She also forgot to ask what size Cloud was on his mini me. Yes. She was curious. Thinking that since she's already dressed and ready, she decided to head to Angel's, as she left solely by herself, and wanted to speak to her. Yet, to also Rei, that girl still had to explain what went on with her and Axel.
OOC: So, what's been happening?
OOC: Nymph is lost in the area of the sacred temple of the Archbibardaks xP, which is a beautiful place if I knew what I was talking about. Kidding ^^; (very lame attempt at a spammy joke x.X), hope she comes soon though. BTW, where is Angel and Rei so I can get Tifa in there after talking to Cloud? Unless Yuffie wants to keep provoking xD.
OOC: Hmm...since at leats a few people got off from Larxene. Though did any of you tired to PM Nymph, or something? And what's happening? I think everyone is in the lab, though I might be wrong...
Tifa's face fell when Cloud began to leave, in disappointment and misfortune, and she was about to follow after him until she heard Yuffie's remark. Pulling back to the doorway, she just gave a exasparated glare at her, and pushed the girl further to the hallway. "My fault? You're the one that came here to bother, saw his d*ck,which you don't even have the RIGHT to, and then you keep insulting me, you damn b*tch! And don't be jealous that I actually have something called breasts, it's natural, and I don't care what the hell you say. Now go away!" And she slammed the door on her face, locked it, and backed away and turned around.
OOC: Not really, I meant write Axel in the world of nothingness and darkness, since he faded. Is more like a conscious sort of thing xP.
Tifa by now gritted her teeth, and went back to clenching her fists, furious, and stompe d over the door for a kill, to push shove Yuffie roughly off the door and into the hall, herself staying at the doorway, livid. She went and gave a hard sucker punch on Cloud's arm, noticing he looked amused, only to get her snake like eyes into Yuffie's. She was lucky she didn't punch the crap out of her nonstop. "Get the f*ck out of here, right now. And these aren't fake, brat, they're pure, 100% real and natural, don't hate because you got absolutely nothing on what you call a chest, at least on a female, little girl." She then smirked. "And go ahead, go through surgery, hope you got the money, and perhaps you'll be on Playboy once your fake boobs are shown. You need it, anyway."
"It's fine," Roxas waved off casually, not needing a apology when she was honestly confused. "But I want to be there... and I don't care if you said you'll take care of it, Zexion, I'm going too. Larxene is a strong fighter and quite powerful, but I wouldn't think she could singlehandedly fight them all if they might gang up on her." OOC: Lol xD. It's fine, probably because she's sometimes quiet, and people are thinking of other things to take notice. I'm just waiting for things to get moving so I can play Axel.
OOC: We're on at the same time xP I don't know how long I can stay though *sigh* "You can't be sure, or else Zexion would've said something," Roxas replied to Angel as he fluttered his eyes startled, for perhaps the first time seeing she was, in fact, here with them. "Besides, I want to know how many people she's with. Obviously, going to enemy territory would mean they'll be after you."
Tifa's smile turned into a creepy forced grin that the Joker would've been proud of as she now eyed Yuffie with sweetness, yet burning with anger inside, trying hard not to show it, or jump Yuffie and beat her until the point of unconsciousness and death. She saw it before HER?! That...that.... "Aren't you sweet for checking up on it? Now get the hell out of my dorm!!" She pointed at the door in finality, shouting her last words as she said the rest before in a sugarcoated tone, and if she doesn't fulfill it, she'll make her. "Go to your room, get some rest...and don't come back...because me and Cloud are going to be busy...for a week. So it wouldn't be fine to...bothe-visit us. Understand?" She gave another forced smile.
OOC: My last post for the day *sigh*. I hate that my time is limited... Olette sighed in the mirror as she fixed one of her natural curls, preparing for her...outing with Roxas. Needless to say, she was excited, and discarded her usual clothing of orange and decided, to put a white and green plaid skirt with a small, silver chain dangling around her for style, and a green, low neck shirt that was the same shade with no sleeves. On top of it, she placed a white, unbuttoned blouse, the long sleevs rolled up to the elbows glamorously, and her green butterfly pendant that was on her silver necklace added the finishing touch. "Now, all I have to do is wait for Roxas..."
OOC: I'm on for like these few minutes xP. And I think I'm going to the beach tomorrow... Don't ever let this die x.X. It's too pwnsome. I would post, but I need a certain someone to post first, so I can get going. I'll just post as Roxas for now xP. Seeing Vexen was tired, he sighed, hearing Zexion explaining what Larxene was doing. Did she really think she'll get information that way? If anything, that will just make them not tell her if she was using force, unless someone outright comes out and admits it to solve the situation. Roxas knew that if Axel was murdered, it was definitely from their organization, so Larxene was correct on going to Shrouded City, just not how she was handling it. Roxas didn't even know why he cared or was interested so much, except to keep her safe, as some kind of redemption for Axel...for not guarding him correctly...if only. Shutting his eyes as another wave of guilt and pain came, he blinked them open to set them on Zexion, asking, "What's happening now? Are they...fighting?"
