OOC: Wasn't it suppose to be Demyx? "Naminé?" Axel questioned slyly, looking at him knowingly. He placed his keys into the lock, and turned it, opening the door. "How could I not guess? Come in, and make yourself at home." He left the door open though.
OOC: Let Axel get scared a little, to almost dying. Almost. I want to have fun. I'm bored xP. Even though Axel brought this to himself, it was still...scary. He wiped a sweat of his face, his throat unusually drying up. He didn't even know where he was if he wanted to escape. He heard the running footsteps again, only to get a kick in his already hurt back. He fell to the floor with a grunt of pain. He didn't even get a chance to get his focus back, as a quick rough hand went over his mouth, grasping so tight he thought his jaw was going to literally break. Now he couldnt' even squeak.
"Yo. What brings you here, Roxas?" Axel greeted out of the blue, appearing behind him, a bag of groceries on his hand. After he left Demyx, he went shopping. He eyed Larxene for about a second before turning his eyes back to his guy friend. "And Larxy."
OOC: Eery feeling? xP Then you'll be right. Axel walked down the halls, taking the distraction to his advantage. He was hurt, and this was stupid, reckless, ******ed, whatever word is useful, but he really needed to know why is this...creature doing what he's doing. He didn't even know if the other Org. members are alright or if they were alive. He looked around. Whoa. For a hurt guy, he walked far. Then he heard light, airy running footsteps, only for them to quickly stop. He froze.
OOC: Um, the ice cream shop is in the hotel, right? Cause there's no way out...just curious. "Not particularly, since I never had the joy to to see one. Where do we go? Find Naminé?" Axel asked, a bit weary. He turned to Luxord, a glint of annoyance in his eyes. "Luxord, shut the hell up and do whatever you want to do with Demyx in another room and stop pissing me off before I kill your pathetic waste of space myself!!" To make his point, he threw the knife he'd given him to fatally impale him, no matter what he was doing now. This would be called PMSing, but he didn't want to hear any of their disgusting activity.
"I'm here on the floor," Axel answered, dazedly resting his back on the wall. He wanted to ask Larxene for another massage badly, she was very skilled at it, surprisingly, but thought better. She wasn't his to do that anyway. "We have to find a permanent way to get rid of this Bobby. He's a Demon. I'm only worried about you, Naminé, and Roxas. Those three numbskulls are getting me mad. With a killer on the loose, no less. "
Saïx, for the first time in his nonexistant, felt like banging his head hard on something solid. Thoroughly. He was seriously getting tired of Axel's disappearing acts, and didn't know what could be the problem now. Was it another enemy? Was he playing one of his usual games? What is it?! He gave Xemnas a look of exhaustion, and he's glad he wasn't sent to look for him. Larxene and Axel were quite close, maybe she'll have better luck. Plus, he didn't think he was to be lenient if he found the pyromaniac without wrapping his hands tightly around his neck. While everyone was in disarray in wondering where he was...again, Axel calmly walked himself through the Corridors Of Darkness, transporting close to the meeting room, where he might find that rodent snooping around somewhere, his weapons at hand. He wasn't going to take time for granted. Not once more. Thinking that the meeting has to go on without his attendance while he fights Xinaram, he called out a Dusk to his aid, giving it the intructions to tell the Superior to go on and not halt anything, and to trust what he's doing. With a nod, it went to do what it was sent out obediently. Even though they didn't talk, Xemnas had the power to infiltrate their mind. He'll know. He could already sense her by now, and the excitement he had been breathing before began to work its way through his body. Axel didn't know whether he was going to kill her or not, the point was to distract. If it comes that far...he won't be the one dying. He'll make sure of that.
OOC: Is hard to explain for me. Maybe you should reread fast through the posts before the thread picks up again.
Saïx nodded briskly, a bit surprised that it was going to be this quick. He thought he was at least getting a half-hour of thought to himself, but as he and the Superior disappeared, both heading to different places, he concluded it was better that way. As he made his way to Zexion to tell him, he called one of the lower Nobodies, a Dusk, and ordered it to alert the others immediately. The mindless creature without no sense of self, went to do the job that was placed on him...or it. Nobody could really tell. Even if he didn't have a heart, Saïx was thankful he wasn't one of their types. Axel paced the floor of his room, back and forth. He had an inkling gut "feeling" again, the one that was always right. He had been bothered so much by this, that he had forgotten about his attempt to visit Larxene for the first time. There was something wrong, despite the perfect act, he couldn't help but think that Xemnas had been a little too...forward. Axel wanted his suspicions known, he had sensed Xinaram spying, and she wasn't dense to not pick up on Xemnas' notations a little bit. Axel wanted to let the rest know that this girl, that was giving much more trouble than she was worth in his opinion, could in fact, spy again in this real meeting. He should've broken her apart when he had the chance! Damn Saïx. He was going for another round, when someone grabbed hold of his black sleeve. He froze in awareness, only to relax once he saw it was a Dusk, looking at him. It gave a nod, before portalling out. It was to start already? Axel rubbed his eyes, and when he opened them freely, he had come to a decision. No matter what, Xinaram would not hear this. Once more, he had to miss out on a conference. But for a different reason. This wasn't for his enjoyment, but for his team. Maybe Zexion might pick up his scent, cause he was definitely going to smell fire. I'm going to make certain that you won't be around to listen in, rat. Zexion illusion or not. Enough games. And with that thought, he portalled out into his own personal mission.
"Maybe we should wait awhile and see what happens to Luxord," Axel muttered huskily, still a bit dazed with the massage Larxene had given. It didn't stop the pain, but he bared it while they went to the library before, Luxord finding that chant. The moment they got there, he had taken his seat in the floor, his back resting against the wall. He gave Luxord a congratulating smile. "You can be our guine pig!"
OOC: Oh, I forgot to ask. Are we in France? ^_^; And for Nymph, just start Naminé as being lost and trying to find us or something. "That's reckless, but if he's a demon, he can take simple stabs," Axel said, scratching his head, and massaging his shoulders and back. This was too much, and it was so unbelievable. Is like taken from a bad horror movie. "And Holy Water isn't always effective after they get use to it." He winced slightly, feeling his back hurting much more than it should. Like this, he would only hold them back. "I'll stay here, and you guys can go to another place. Just make sure you protect Larxene for me, Luxord. She's still the hunted victim."
Saïx, finding out that he needed nothing of sleep for tonight, portalled into his room in a twirl of darkness. Might as well finish some thinking, as well as take all that has happened in. After this, he was second-in-command again. Not that he ever wasn't. He did notice that Axel took advantage of this dramatic play to one-up him somehow. Axel nodded, already knowing that this meant he had to stay awake for tonight. He knew this wasn't all the Superior had in mind, plan was too risky. Shame. He wanted to wrap up in his blankets and rest for awhile. Taking in a sigh, he was about to portal out, until he caught Larxene's smile. Chuckling, he gave a smile back, and a wink, before he left. He might actually pay her a visit instead of Roxas to waste the little hours left until the next real meeting. Roxas, knowing him, had a headache, and when that happens, all he would say is, "Talk to me later, Axel". He brushed it off every time, and just bothered him anyway, without talking much. But now he might have someplace else to go.
Axel groaned, feeling like wanting to hammer his head unto a wall a billion times over. This was getting to him, and fast. "So what does that mean? Naminé is also involved in this?"
"Well, in this note, at the end of the list that you found, remember? It says 'Body Of A Witch'. There's no other witch that we know of except for Naminé," Axel explained, as he held out the paper. "Also, after Larxene, you'll be next. But I think if he can't get to her, he might get to you. AS in skip, until he can get her in his grasp."
Axel stared at Xemnas to see if he was serious with this plan of his, aware that it was...too fast. And, he was sure Xemnas knew Xinaram was spying on them somewhere, or one of the members. Hopefully, that wasn't all there was to it. "I have no qualms at all about that, Xemnas. I did talk to Xinaram, quite peacefully. For awhile. At least, she was understanding and waited for my words. I think they can fall easily into this trap. Is that all?" He quickly scanned to the place where Roxas was, but the kid was deep in thought. Over all this, possibly. Since Larxene sat next to him, he unintentionally caught her eye, before turning it back to the Superior. Saïx, still putting on a act, decided it was better for him to go to his seat, as the rest of the members did. After all, right now, he wasn't second-in-command. Number VIII must be enjoying this...
OOC: OMG. Bugs....hate them. I hate when that happens *shudder*. Axel took his quietly, sitting down on the floor, tired and in pain. Slamming down the door wasn't easy, and it really did take a toll on him. At least Larxene was safe for now, and if the list Luxord found was right, he won't be killed if she isn't dead. Of course, if ScissorMan decided to skip her, then...he might be in danger. He rummaged into a hidden pocket and took out the list. Ritual of Engagement-an unholy ritual in which the user sacrifices a variety of elemental items and gains IMMORTALITY Ingredients: 1.Shield of Ice-obtained 2.Tomahawk of Earth-obtained 3.The Blood From the sill-beating heart of a Nymph 4.Clock of time 5.Wheel of Flame 6.Sitar of Water 7.Blades of Aero 8.Scythe of Nature 9.Tome of Knowledge 10.Key of Destiny 11.Lances of Typhoons 12.Guns of Gravity 13.Hammer of The Moon 14.Body of a Witch There was something wrong with the list here. While they can still somehow bleed, Nobodies don't have a heart, as far as he was sure. Unless the blood of Larxene was all this guy needed, and was talking figuratively. He wasn't getting it anytime soon though. Axel'll make sure of that. Another thing that got him confused was the last one. How in the world was ScissorMan suppose to get the body of a witch? The only witch he was aware of was... "Hey, Luxord, did Naminé appear or went with you guys while I was gone?"
Axel glared at Saïx as he got up from the floor, wincing in pain at the momentum of the strength from the way Saïx pushed him. Damn. Did he had to take it so seriously? But he had to get back into play. Not wanting to miss this chance of having Saïx at his hand, he in a unexpected surge of speed, summoned his chakram, and in the same second, pointed one of its many spikes at Saïx throat, almost piercing his skin. With a dangerous and deadly glare of disapproval, in a voice so low and deep, with tint of restrained hate and authority, was how Axel spoke. "Never. I repeat. Never, dare touch me the way you have. I might have messed up, but you had no right to attack me the way you did. I'm still second-in-command, and therefore, I can easily have you at my mercy. Let it not happen again. Is. That. Clear, Number VII?" Saïx glared his yellow eyes right back, clenching his fists on his uselessness to stop him from talking to him this way, as he was a higher up. But he managed to say quietly, as if trying to calm himself down, and letting his eyes stop glowing, he bowed. "Yes....Sir." Axel smirked at him, giving a nod as he lowered his chakram, and made it disappear. He had to admit Saïx was not such a bad actor. "I hope so." He then gracefully eyed the Superior. "Xemnas, I apologize for my speech. I should've been more careful. But that's all I have learned. Now, what are we going to do with this Organization? Any plans?" Axel was always told he was a good actor, let it show when it was most needed.
OOC: Okay then, but...your line was funny xP. Axel heard the noise from inside, and heard Luxord kick the door. In a surge of impulse mixed with panic, he backed up, away from the door, only to run into it as he slammed his body to it. Thank goodness this was wood. He heard a type of crack. Finding it was working, Axel repeated this action again, getting more of a result. By the third time, he decided to put all his strength and banged his whole body force on the door, successfully making it open halfway. "Get out!!"
This screaming from Luxord froze Axel in place, and as it suddenly sunked in, he ran as fast as he could towards the cellar. He saw something get in the way, but as he saw what it was, his feet took him faster. Out of fright. He pushed away the deformed kid with the giant scissors away from him as he passed him by, only hearing him sing, "Someone's going to die now..." Axel's eyes widened at this, a eery presence surrounding his body. Even though he didn't have speed like Larxene, doesn't mean his was bad. Larxene... "OH SH*T! She's the next victim!" OOC: Wait. I don't think you can kill Larxene without Nymph Of Destiny's permission. She's still playing her.
"Well, Nyxie, that would be impossible," Axel turned his eyes on her, a bit calmed down, but still glared at everything in sight. "First, they've already gone to the cellar. And second, I don't know how in the world you can possibly find Holy Water here. Is too convenient. If they find some, then...call ourselves lucky. "
