"He did, did he?" Vexen grimaced, not knowing why Zexion would want her to stay. She was useless in every way possible, and he didn't think she would know anything...maybe. Larxene, and Axel did test them for their powers, maybe he could figure something out. "Do you still want to remember?"
OOC: Basically, Toxcst, Cepxis, Xinaram, and Reixa are all in Twilight Town, watching the struggle tournament. Reixa got chosen to fight against Seifer. Axel and Larxene are there in TT as well, but in the Clock Tower.
All Roxas felt was his keyblades vibrating as if to warn him, and he looked down on them surprised, only to hear like a laser like sound of something charging. Glancing up he could see a blue light attack going straight at him, and in reflex and fright, placed his Oathkeeper and Oblivion crossed in front of him to block, shutting his eyes tight, waiting for the blow. He gripped them tight, gritting his teeth, no..he made a promise to his mom he wasn't going to die. He couldn't! Reflect! What? All Roxas heard after that was the roar of the charge being evaded, but he felt unharmed...no burn, no hurt...or maybe he was dead and didn't realize it, probably it wasn't even painful. And that would explain his conscious exclaiming that word, Reflect. What did it mean anyway?
OOC: Ohhh, I get what you're talking about now xP. That summoning magic ancient looking one. I thought you were talking about a normal canon, with the bombs and all *.*. You can charge at Roxas if you want...
OOC: Terra doesn't have a canon. Even with the new scans. Yet, we have to move on...xP Thinking Axel could handle this well, he hesitantly went back to Aerith, who was still suffering from whatever malfunction she was experiencing. All he could do was watch her, since he didn't know anything about androids and how to fix the probem, and what he could do to help.
OOC: Giant...canon...? I know Xehanort can be powerful, but come on...o_O Roxas ignored Xehanort as he looked at Axel warily, he lost every ounce of respect to this old guy as a opponent after that act, and didn't find him at all as a threat anymore. To him, he wasn't a "Keyblade Master", which in his opinion, was true. For all he knew, he maybe wanted to be. He heaved a breath as he watched, not knowing whether to get back to Aerith, seeing as Axel was fine and ready to fight again.
Roxas widened his eyes as he blocked the incoming attack by putting his Oblivion in front, watching in shock as he kept kicking into the keyblade. What the hell? Was he trying not to make him not have children at such a young age? Having enough, Roxas backed away, and on cue Axel barraged into him. "Axel!" He watched as Xehanort began to kick, but Axel blocked them as best as he could, yet some of them got in. Finding he need to so something, forgetting Aerith at the moment, twiling his Oathkeeper, he charged at Xehanort, hitting him in his skull with the back-end of the keyblade, making him spiral down into the floor, letting Axel free. Thankfully, Axel didn't look that hurt. That guy is freaking insane. He was stupid, and looked like a fool. He didn't act like a fighter at all.
Tifa frowned as she watched Cloud walk away, making her confused and more disheartened than before. Feeling her eyes burning, she blinked them away, before slowly closing the door, jabbing they key in the knob as she locked it. Placing it back in the little black knapsack she carried with her, she made her down the hall, knowing she was late to class, but not really caring anymore. Axel had smiled back at Angel as he made his way into his desk, on which Rei was sitting on. Giving her a look, he eyed her as she stood up sheepishly, and switched to another vacant one behind Roxas, while he leisurely sat down next to his best friend, taking out his iPod along the way. He didn't have time to go to his locker or anything, and not like he was going to listen to that teacher even if it killed his grades. Surprisingly, they weren't that bad. Placing the earphones, he turned it on, browsing the song list as he drowned out the monotone teachings. Making sure to hide it under his desk and be conspicuous, he chose the Speed Of Sound by Coldplay, one of his favorite groups. Axel sighed as he listen to the low key gloom that traveled in all their music, and he embraced the melody. Mouthing the lyrics, he felt eyes on him, and turned to look behind to see Rei staring at him with a smile. He raised his brow at her, before sending her a smirk, and turning back to sit straight in his chair, his eyes up front.
"I wasn't talking to you, old geezer, go back to Axel," Roxas remarked to him offhandedly, not even turning to face him as he looked at Aerith's malfunctioning. He didn't know Axel had hit her so hard.
"Oh, nothing," Vexen brushed off casually, smiling creepily at the girl. "Just wondering, since I might help you, if you want to be helped. As we cannot have you stay here..."
Tifa was ready to leave by the time someone knocked on the door, though she was in no mood to se anybody today. She was even going to be absent, but thinking that she had skipped to go to the pool with Axel and...Cloud, she didn't want to get her record jaded. Tifa slicked back her hair softly, and made sure her unifrom was in place. She never was like the rest who placed their own style and add things in and out to express themselves, she simply followed the code perfectly. Except for black shorts under her skirt, just in case. Sighing, she grabbed the key from the table, and went to open the door to go to class, luckily for the one outside, because if she wasn't going to school... Unlocking the door, she gasped at the male that was in front of her when she opened it, her body freezing as she gaped at him, and the familiar pain coming back. What was he doing here? "Cloud..." The late bell rang to Axel's dismay, and defeated, he halted in his sprint to class, knowing it was already too late. He had to go to the office to sign in since he missed homeroom, and he didn't want to be marked absent, and that held him back. Breathing raggedly, he rested his back on the nearby wall, trying to catch his breath as he cursed in his mind. Heaving out a sigh after a while, he lifted himself back up, walking gloomily the last few steps to his class, another one he had with Roxas. Peering in the little window that was stationed in the door, he looked in, seeing it full, and turned the knob to come inside, the teacher rolling his eyes at him, as usual. "You're late," the teacher hissed exasperated, and pointed at his chair as she corrected her roll book. She gave a sigh. "Don't know why you're not expelled. Sit down, Axel." Axel flipped her off when she wasn't looking, getting a few laughs, before heading to his seat, that he usually shared next to Roxas. He smirked at the blond, before he noticed Rei there, since she was new...and Angel? Whoa. He hadn't seen her in a while...
OOC: Wait...so you want us to beat Cloud up again? xD And yeah, there is a dance...which was a long time coming. I'm going to be late! Axel had woken up, much more rested and "Marluxia With Scythe" nightmare free, in his very comfy bed third time around, and feeling tired, he decided that sleeping in for five or ten minutes wouldn't hurt. He happened to sleep more than proclaimed, and now he was rushing and running around his room on a mission to get ready. His record is going to look so screwed up, that he probably won't be able to get in a good college, he has been late so many times in his high school life that he lost count after 43. Especially cutting classes, which he has been doing constantly this year, and it was only starting. Hopefully, Saïx didn't hear any of his little doings, though he doubted it. Looking in the mirror, he quickly rolled up the long-sleeves of his dress shirt up to his elbows, unbuttoned the first three buttons, and left the cloth go untucked. He didn't wear the tie, so dusting off his black uniform pants, he grabbed his keys and iPod quickly, grabbing his black wristwatch to put it in class. He didn't have time for breakfast, and soon enough, he jammed opened the door, and slammed it as he got out, locking it. "Damn, I have to talk to Roxas too, lots of things went on yesterday..." he muttered to himself, as he ran down the halls, finding his voice back to normal.
OOC: Axel metioned that the dance is tomorrow, BUT it IS the day of the dance already now, since Angel made it morning... I'll just put Axel fell asleep, without no nightmare and in bed xD. Of course, there is still school. And is alright, chula-claire, I was busy in the internet xP. Hope you get a One too *thumbs up* Cloud's a whiny jerk. Dumped Tifa before the dance.
OOC: I'm guessing Max has a story about how he got a Heartless inside? It kind of reminds of what happened to Riku, Ansem's Heartless haunting him as he gave into darkness before. "Hmm...do you remember anything else? Like...do you have dreams, or any images that you think you never experienced before?" Vexen kept questioning, peering down at her like she was some test subject. He had a way to help her regain them, but he didn't know whether she was actualy worth the trouble, and nobody came looking for her. Which was weird if you were in a Organization, if they bother to know what happened to their missing member to see if they betrayed them, faded, or something else along the line.
Axel had been downing his sea-salt ice cream fast, like it was a sudden nervous habit, and he only stopped when there was nothing left. Chewing on the leftover stick instead, he waited patiently for Larxene respectfully to tell him her shady past, and he stared at her calmly from time to time. When she finally spoke, he listened to every word and syllable closely, and hearing that her father had also been murdered, made him look down at the ground. What Larxene had said next, however, surprised him so hard that he snapped his head sideways, cracking his neck, his expression disbelieving as he watched her stare out depressingly. It took him a while to wake up, but when he did, he was at a loss of what to say. For some reason, though, he understood without her having to give out more of her emotions. This was more worse than his, in his opinion, and he could barely imagine how it must've been, killing her own father. But Axel wouldn't judge her any less for it. Since they were seated hip to hip to each other, placing the stick down, hesitantly, he reached out a arm to wrap around her shoulder, bringing her to him in a half-hug. He stayed quiet, eyeing the hot sphere in the sky, before giving her a light, comforting kiss on the top of her head. Axel breathed out, his tone hoarse and grim, "Is okay, you don't have to explain any more..."
OOC: ...or...? xP Hope it isn't bad. "They what?" Roxas inquired, a bit harsh, seeing her stop and shiver slightly as if hurt, but he knew better. Robots couldn't feel or have any sense of will, though she was quite nice in replying to him. Roxas lowered his keyblades for a moment, eyeing the android carefully as she shut her eyes. Despite himself, he asked, "Are you okay?" Larxene just sent him a dirty look, scowling and giving him a death glare, before going back to admire her new tools to fool and play around with. Sharp, like claws, and perfect for tons of fun, definitely wouldn't find a better weapon for her. She showed them to Adhira, proudly. "What do you think?" The kitty was seen giving her a little nod, her body glowing slightly again, and she sent a meow after, which for Larxene, was enough of a opinion. Adhira's eyes turned to her intently, however, and spoke to her by the way of the mind. They do fit you, can work with your speed... Larxene smirked, a tad evilly. And I'm going to make good use of them...for my toys. And here I thought you were getting soft...
Vexen sighed, before turning to look at the girl, staring at her distatefully. She looked lost, but seemed fine either way. "I have heard you lost your memories? Would you mind telling me, the most you can remember, and how it happened?" "You do? I only remember some of mine, that come in little pieces, but sometimes I can fit it together. Like...I remember my dad getting..." Axel trailed off there, finding it hard to speak as the images ran through his mind, and he felt himself clenched the stick on his popsicle, any harder he would break it in half. He gave a shaky breath, chuckling emptily, but still decided to give her a bit of him. "...getting shot, right in front of me, six bullets, to protect my small self. Our family wasn't rich, and since my father was the bigger source of income, my mom and I struggled after, couldnt even hold a funeral...we even lost our shaggy, pathetic home..." Shaking his head, "feeling" downtrodden at the memories, he took another harsh bite of his ice cream, closing his eyes for a minute to brush them all away. As he opened them, he eyed Larxene with understanding, and a tad of sadness. "Would you like to share? I told you is if you want to...I get it."
"And how useful is she when she can't remember anything? How will that help us get information?" Vexen constantly inquired, getting ready to portal out along with Zexion. "A big treat would be if we captured their leader, or that second-in-command we were close to tinkering with. Oh, and I found a bit of my truth serum missing..." He gave him a accusing look. Axel rolled his eyes after taking another bite of his sea-salt ice cream, sending her a dry look, his one eyebrow raised as if he found her incredibly amusing. Taking a example from her act, with his free hand, he pulled one of her antennae-like strands. "You're still with the teddy bear name of 'Mr. Bedhead'? I thought you were more witty, Buggy, so disappointed. But I digress." He flashed her a sarcastic grin, only to look back at the blaring streak of twilight rays from the sun, licking a bit of the cold pop from the bottom as it was starting to melt as he feared, though he was nearly done. Breathing after he stopped, he asked her what he was curious about, his tone serious, "I was wondering...do you remember your past? I mean, what was it like? You don't have to tell me if you don't have to, I don't want to pry..." He had pondered sometimes about what made her the way she is. Or maybe it was natural.
OOC: Is okay, actually. I'm just randomly browsing so I'll just re-post it xP.
Axel jumped, snorting slightly as he snapped open his eyes frantically, getting rattled until the end of his skin and bones from a particular nightmare. It was weirdly enough about Marluxia trying to kill him, and succeeding. All he could remember before he woke up was his drugged eyes opening enough to see the pointy blade of his scythe shining in the moonlight glow before swinging it down to his chest, where his heart would be, and hearing a agonized scream and painful cry from a female screeching his name. And it seemed, felt, and looked so real, that it admittingly scared the crap out of him, though he didn't even think Marluxia was any threat. Axel even experienced the horrid pain of the stab for one second before saving himself and coming to reality. And why would Marluxia want to kill him anyway? Axel groaned as he moved his head, his forehead and neck sweating a little. He found himself laying his head on the table, his clothes still on, his face planted in the keyboards of his laptop, that was hibernating, but got back on when he moved. Yawning, he lifted his head up carefully, rubbing his eyes as he sat upright in his chair. Luckily, it was just a nightmare, yet the female eerily sounded like...like...her. Maybe because he was thinking about it before falling into a snooze. Looking at the clock that was in the bottom corner of the screen, he saw that it was 9:00 PM, too early for him to sleep. Might as well take a shower...
