Flinching his right arm he held with his left as he looked at his right sleeve of his cloak that was slashed and now revealing his flesh. It appeared to be a small burn, but it was a cause for concern. The sheer terror was in his horrified expression, his life flashing before his eyes while the consticting of his throat was making it hard to breathe. His face became pale, his eyes drifted to the back of his head as he was being lifted by the ground, the weight of his body making his muscles go limp and ache severely. "Can't breathe.... " he gasped feeling like a snake was squeezing the life out of him. His dancers that were protecting the castle heard their master's gasping for air and his last words before he was lifted into the air. Deciding to investigate, they watched the shocking display, their bodies swaying back and forth not able to feel emtions or feelings they were like dancing statues wating for a command. Managing to look the other way, he barely could see his dancers since his vision was making it hard to see. "Go... Destiny Islands... Larxene... Axel... he barely could say the words as he gave the command. The realization of intense pain struck his whole nervous system, preventing oxygen and blood to get to his brain shutting his vessel down once his body collided with the wall having everything happen so suddendly in mere seconds. Reaching out his hand he motioned for the dancers to leave. Not hearing the last of Xemnas's words for it was muffled to him, his eyes closed as he faded into an unconscience state his body lying helplessly on the ground with blood seeping through his skull and down his face forming a puddle beneath him staining the ground with it, his element making it have the appearance of watered down state as it spread over the area.
Demyx slurped his drink savoring the taste when he spotted two students watching the fight. "I just took one and by the way we now have an audience," he munched on his chips. "Welcome guys feel free to watch and ask questions all you want. Axel and Marluxia are giving a fighting demonstration."
Sitting down in a booth he looked at the menu that was placed before him. "Hmm this all looks real good," his mouth was beginning to water. "What should I have? Perhaps I will have orange chicken with chow mein and egg drop soup." There were so many choices that it was hard to decide.
(OOC: When he was cleaning her wounds, she did have her clothes on.) He didn't understand it. First Xion was getting warmed by him by being in his cloak next to him, and then some other girl came and helped her followed by that same creepy guy who kept making situations worse. "Geez I can't ever have a moment's notice," he was in pursuit of Maraku and he was taking her back to the prison. "Oh no you don't," he summoned his water spraying the guy in back, catching Xion before she fell in the water and got sweaped away he climbed a tree with her and rested on one of the high branches. "There is no way we are going back there. We will head west for now. The furthur we get away from that place the better."
I had to make it for the rest of my family that nearly whipped me out with my breathing. Simple things like that tire me out some times and...
(OOC: I'll be back. I have to make dinner.) "Yeah it is," he finished cleaning her up. Lifting her up, he wrapped her underneath his own cloak letting her moisture from her body absorb into him as he rose his temperature of the water that was contained in his body to keep her warm and prevent her from getting sick.
He had finally located her as he ran to where she was at. "Xion!" Bringing forth his weapon he fought back the attacker and held her in his arms seeing how hurt she was. "Poor Xion. Let's get the hell out of here!" He sprinted through the woods making his way out of them and onto of a hill that contained a small lake. "I need to get you cleaned up," he placed her in the cold water, heated it up with his own element, took the same bar of soap from his pocket and washed off all of the dried blood off of her. "When we get to civialazation, I'll get something better than this for your wounds," he massaged her back.
Fiddling with his fingers he was nervous as one could be. His teeth were chattering, his eyes were wide and he was prespiring all over. "I'm sorry," he backed away as the aerial blades came closer to him. "Boss I really did have a good reason for what I did," he wasn't sure what to do next and closed his eyes cowering in fear. "But let's think about what you're going to do before you slash me with those," the heat was radiating towards him. He opened his eyes and gasped several times. "Is it worth it to put me out of commission for who knows long?" His mind was coming up with all sorts of excuses. "I couldn't help myself and I myself blame for my memories for my screw ups. I'm young so I'm supposed to be like this right? I'm very useful to you, well my element is since it brings forth life and take away life. I didn't mean to mess around. I wasn't thinking," he fell to his knees at Xemnas's feet begging for forgiveness. "Please show mercy. I can't help the way I am. I'm trying to do as you ask, but my mind gets side tracked easily. Please Superior," he gripped his boots, shedding tears "Don't strike me with those!" It was truly a pathetic sight to see, but it was all Demyx could do. He wouldn't dare to summon his sitar for that would be treason if he fought back.
I need to edit my post real quick. I was busy with something else.
Wll edit my post. Busy at the moment.
Now he had done it. Xemnas was gazing at the pathetic sight of him and he knew he was going to get it. "I... I was at Destiny Islands in the ocean for I was restoring my power before heading to where I'm supposed to go. I guess I did get a tad carried away with exposing my flesh to the sun and all, but the warmth felt so good and I figured I would take a small break before heading to that place. I didn't see any harm at all in it," he wrung out his cloak as the water dripped and fell on the sacred ground that he and Xemnas stood on. "I was in the ocean as you can tell," he smiled sheepishly trying to get himself more comfortable and look more appropriate before the leader of the organization. "I'm going to get it aren't I?"
Demyx rolled his eyes when he saw Marluxia still there and was now asking for Larxene. "Oh great what does he want?" Grabbing his boxers, socks and a black shirt and jeans he quickly dressed himself for he didn't want Marluxia to see him in a towel. Slipping a leather jacket over his black shirt, he placed on his black gloves and waited at the door.
"Oh my god Axel! Marluxia is hitting on you!" Demyx was clearly seeing what he thought what would never take place. "Why else would he be fighting without his cloak on?" He walked over to him in a hestiant manner scared of Marluxia going after him and handed the flurry his slurpee with the pink straw and his chips.
Being in so much pain, Demyx managed to wiggle free and fell deeper into the hole now being covered in sand. He was fortunate that his backside was not being getting kicked still, but now he had to worry about another problem on his hands. Sencing the superior's summoning telepathic notion, he cringed when he suddendly remembered he was supposed to go to the Underworld. "Oh no how am I going to explain this to him? He was literally going to blast me last time and I nearly got out of there, but now he is summoning me back to him and I have no choice, but to get over there or else..." digging his way up, he spit out the sand from his mouth, ran into the water and began rolling around to get the sand off of him. "I got to go. Tell Larxene that I'll be right back. The boss is summoning me," he said to Axel and conjured up a vast portal of darkness as it took him to the corridors of darkness where then he appeared before Xemnas at the Altar of Naught. Approaching him with caution, he remembered his flesh was exposed and hanging around his waist. Quickly putting his sleeves through and zipping his silver zipper up, his appearance was soaking wet and sandy. "You wanted to see me?" he asked while placing his hands at his side with his head slightly down.
With his eyes still glued to the tv, he spoke to him. "It's so complicated and it has to do with Larxene having feelings for me, and Axel and Marluxia was really upset about that, but now he seems to understand that she tends to go from one guy to the next and that's why I'm upset."
Demyx glared at Larxene who now had her water. "Well that's good, but be sure to watch out for the ones that want to use you to light camp fires or some sort of warming source."
(OOC: Demyx is watching General Hospital in the family room/living room on the big screen.) Munching loudly his eyes were glued as he watched the two characters Sonny yell at Jason for not telling him of Carly's blood disorder that could kill her if she were to carry the baby to term. "This is getting interesting. I knew Sonny was going to find out that Jason was keeping a secret from him," he stirred his noodles with alfredo sauce and chicken and broccoli with a chopstick as he brought it to his mouth. Taking a sip of his soda he was oblivious of what was going on outiside of his tv show.
I'm on the messenger.
"Ow!" He yelled as he fell down into the sand from Larxene grabbing him down into. Spitting out the grains, he stuck out his tongue and was about to get back to his feet when he looked over his shoulder and saw Axel pouring wet sand onto his head. "Knock it off," he tried to smack him with his arm. Before he could react and fight back the fire wielder, he found himself face first inside a hole with his butt and legs sticking out from the other end. "I'm going to kill you when I get out of here," he tried to kick him with several faild attempts as he screamed down below where his voice was muffled. "This is so not fair," he complained and whined trying to get out. It was very uncomfortable with the weight of his cloak wrapped around his torso which was making it more impossible to get out.
You'll see. His personaility has a lot to do with the plan.
