"I told you," Larxene said, her voice barely above a whisper to the unspoken plead. "I'll handle Zexion for awhile. I mean, you aren't just going to reject Roxas like that, are you? Just give him a dance and think it over. The two guys are understanding, as far as I know."
"Oh, I know I'm a handsome guy, Angel," Axel waved off, a confident smirk playing on his face, and his ever present arrogance showing. But it left just as quickly, as he snorted indignantly. "Shy isn't the problem, more like forward. And brainless. Fangirls, you know? And shy ones aren't my type anyway. I like a challenge. Independent, someone who can handle me, yet not put me down. But also someone I can talk to and who understands. Who's smart and witty. Obviously pretty, I don't want a female version of Borat, after all." Axel shook his head at himself, wondering what got him to say all that. He raised his eyebrow at her, giving a lazy grin. "Don't think you can hook me up, right?" OOC: I don't know where Borat came from...o_O
"No...just that is Saïx," Axel shrugged off quietly, slightly looking behind. "He just looks like the type...forget it. Just proves that everyone has someone for them somewhere."
Confused, Axel looked behind him, and turned back just as quickly, as the Berserker was about to stare. A sheepish look grazed his face. "Oh...didn't notice. Heheh...but tell, how in the world did you get, well, him? I mean, do you like him?"
"Didn't everyone think that?" Axel questioned sardonically, rolling his eyes. "There's still a chance, depending on the blonde's decision. And, though I don't know how in hell Saïx got a date, considering you're his, I don't see him anywhere..."
"Not really," Axel interrupted rudely, a bit miffed that Larxene wasn't going to somehow strangle him, as she was busy talking with Naminé to be mad. Ironic, how the ignore idea backfired and she did it to him. And Larxene's wasn't even intentionally. Hmph. "Roxas, Zexion, and Naminé are in a stand still, so until taken care of, they're dateless, or one of the two guys will be in the end. Larxene's dateless too....and so am I. Don't know about you."
Larxene gritted her teeth in irritation at Axel's nerve, and was about to pull his hair and do much worse, until she heard Naminé speak. She stopped midway, and thought it over for a little. Larxene stared at her face again, seeing her divided between two guys, a sticky situation. Though she spotted that her eyes were looking at Roxas more than she should have. Larxene sighed, and whispered in her ear, "I'll handle Zexion if you want. Go ahead and give Roxas one dance. Maybe decide from there, I guess."
Larxene eyed Naminé for her reaction on Roxas asking her to dance. She wanted to badly signal for her to say "yes", but Naminé as she showed, wouldn't be unfair to Zexion. Either way, it was what the girl decided. She turned to glare at Axel, giving him a slight slap in the arm, knowing what he had told Roxas earlier. "Make things complicated, why don't you? Idiot! You know Zexy got there first." Axel shrugged carelessly, as if this was nothing. "Hey, I told him only if he wanted Naminé, and he did. Besides, it wouldn't hurt to give him one dance, at least, wouldn't it? Roxas is one of the best dancers, after me, of course. And last time I checked, you were pro Roxas and Naminé." He then sighed, looking around the gym at the lifeless mass of bodies. He had somewhat heard the conversation with the girls, and wanting to ignore Larxene purposely to make her mad, he said, "You know, is not only because some are dateless, as there seem to be a low amount of girls here, is cause the DJ and the music sucks. You're not suppose to put slow songs now in the beginning, you got to get people pumped up and bring energy by the beats and sounds. Either that DJ is cheap, or he's a newb." It was true. And he was thinking over whether to do something about it.
Larxene shrugged, starting to swing her legs in her own Axel's lap seat. "Just an hour or two. Nothing much, and you didn't miss anything either. And...don't tell me you don't have a date too."
I'll take Axel, I guess. I somehow formed a bond of role-playing.
Larxene waved at Olette in a lazy manner, before crossing her arms at her. "You're really late Olette. What took you so long?" Axel held in a laugh, unable to believe what came out of Roxas' mouth. "You'd 'die'? Are you nuts? Against you? Come on, now. If you want Naminé, get her, if not, there are still free ladies here. Like, Yuffie, for example I saw she was alone. And bored." He looked up when he heard a new female's voice, and grinned. "Or...Olette. Possibilities are endless. Which is weird for me to say that, since I have no one either."
OOC: Lol xP. I get you. You can edit what you posted, and write it again if you want *shrug*. Or I'll "go with the flow".
OOC: Sure :P. You don't really have to ask, just join in. And OrginizationXIII, Naminé is with Zexion, and the rest in the table; Larxene, Axel, and Roxas. I'm kind of lost now ^_^', do I go with it?
"I don't really care," Larxene whispered back to her. "I'm mad at Axel for carrying me like some rag doll, and Roxas....well, I don't know. I thought he was going to be taken by you. Honestly, I'm lost on what I want." "I mean," Axel stressed, narrowing his eyes. "What happened with Naminé? You aren't dancing with her or anything. What did you talked about?"
Larxene heard the whisper, and she didn't know whether to wring the girl's neck or shake her head. She did the latter, and laughing a bit, placed her mouth close to Axel's ear and whispered, "Guess I didn't have to interrupt anything. Naminé wasn't going to be Roxas' date, she was just 'helping a friend'." As she pulled away her head, finally letting Axel go, she unconciously sat on his lap, not caring if he minded or not. She turned her eyes to Naminé. "I thought for a moment you were going to ditch Zexy here." Axel's eyes widened at Larxene's declaration, not daring to believe that this whole thing was for nothing. He was so sure that Naminé was going to ask Roxas or they will do something, but now he guessed Roxas was alone again. He felt Larxene sit on his thighs, and positioned them for a more comfortable position, putting a arm around her waist to hold her still. The girl was light as a feather anyway. Yet, now he didn't understand. If Roxas wasn't going with Naminé, then what was he doing here? About to fight for her? To hang? He decided to ask him vaguely. "So Roxas, what brings you here?"
Axel dodged a well-aimed punch to the face by the ear after his badly said greeting to Zexion. Larxene with her gifted agility, stroke another invisible fist less than a second after the other, and he would've been hit if the back of his knees didn't hit the chair and made him fall back into it roughly. "Geez, take it easy! It wasn't that bad. Are you trying to kill me?!" "Perhaps," Larxene replied smiling, grabbing him by the scruff of his ironed red dress shirt, violently, yet flirtatiously, and pulling him towards her and almost out of his new chair. She was about to show what happens when you mess with her, until she spotted Roxas coming. She blinked confused, halting her action but didn't let go of her grip. I could've sworn he was going to dance with Naminé. She looked at Axel questioningly. "Why is Roxas coming here?"
I'm just gonna copy and paste from the other thread anyway. Fact/Stated: Xenmas - Ansem Xigbar - Braig Xaldin - Dilan Vexen - Even Lexaeus - Elaeus Zexion - Ienzo Roxas - Sora My Guesses On The Rest: Saïx - Aïs / Ãas Axel - Ale / Eal / Ael Demyx - Edym Luxord - Rould (Roulette = In A Casino/Gambling *shrug*) Marluxia - Ramiual Larxene - Arlene / Relena
"At least you finally admit you've been looking at it. Don't think I didn't catch you all the time before," Axel huskily chuckled, but then winced. His poor back, punched and pinched. Normally, it wasn't something so important, but Larxene is a beast, and any physical pain she gives you feels like anything that hurts is intensified 1,000 times over. And he wasn't exaggerating. It was only a good thing he was used to it. Sighing, he finally made it to Zexion's table, ignoring the inquiring glance he gave him, and gently lugged off Larxene from his shoulder, placing her down. Axel gave a sarcastic wave at Zexion. "Hey Zex, mind if we join your deserted emo table?"
"We are going to keep Zexy, as you call him, company, because you don't need to interrupt the two blonds over there," Axel answered simply, as they made their way, or rather his way, towards the lost looking guy on the table, who was already aware they were heading his way. Axel looked sideways as much as he could to see her face, and he smirked as he saw her deep scowl. Wanting to tease a little, he loosened his grip a tiny bit and made his hand wander slightly farther down. The response was what he wanted: she tensed up. "Instead of scowling, you should use your little pout as always. So much cuter, babe." "I'm not your 'babe'," Larxene hissed harshly, forgetting her momentary rigidness, as she pinched him in the back and twisted the skin she grabbed hold of painfully. She felt him suspend in the sting by gripping her ruthlessly, almost making her hurt. This wasn't anything new either. It was their usual behavior. She didn't really think this side of her would appear for this boring night, until he came. Her "particular someone", though only because he didn't bore her. She giggled, in her sadistic way this time, as she thought that if he can, she could tease too. "Talking about cute, I got a nice view of your butt here."
He was about to go to Zexion, until something familiar caught his eye, however, and his grin now became more of a reflection of the Cheshire Cat's. The dress was obviously meant to tease and to turn heads, draping off her every body and curve suggestively, and the pretty face that came with it. He shook his head. It was just like her. Yet, he couldn't allow her to come towards them, as in Roxas, and soon to be Naminé. They needed to be alone. He changed directions to a more vague path, away from the sharp eyes of Larxene, his goal being to block the oncoming nymph, and he didn't mind at all. Get her, and then go to Zexion, who was staring. She walked briskly, but once she saw Axel disappear in the crowd with a blink of an eye, her walk became wary. The guy was planning something, with her of course, if that...grin of his sent her way wasn't prove enough. Larxene got lost in her thoughts about what possible things he could do. So much, that she didn't pay attention until she felt a lean, but strong arm grab her by the waist, and draped her over his shoulder easily, catching her by surprise. She didn't even have to look to know the culprit. Seemingly calm, she pounded a painful fist to his back, making him almost stumble, and her lips curved into a twisted smile. "Will you mind telling me, dear gentleman Axel, where the hell are you taking before you feel numb from me ripping your arms off?" OOC: I was wondering...can we use powers here or no?
