zomg!!zomg!!zomg!zomg!zomg!zomg!zomg!zomg!zomg!zomg!zomg!zomg!zomg!zomg!zomg!zomg!zomg!!zomg!zomg!zomg!zomg! Wooooohooooooo!!!!! FIRST, I HEAR THAT PYRO GOT HER INSPIRATION BACK AND IS READY TO RP AGAIN!! THEN, ICSP RETURNED!! I'M SO HAPPY, THAT IS LIKE A ORGASM!!! T-T
OOC: >.> <.< What does that mean? Looking at the female in front of him, he tapped her forehead tenderly in affection, replying back in a mumble and a attempt to smile, breathing in deeply as his tone sounded very weak. "It's okay to show your feelings once in a while, is not like anyone who cares will think less of you. I just cheered you up as best as possible and I'm an even bigger wreck. For many reasons..." That was exactly how he was feeling, within himself in the darkest of depths, and he really was aware that he was sick. However, he'll take what distraction Rei can bring, by God, how he needed a distraction to forget everything, to pretend that it was all a bad dream, and to wake up with Larxene in his arms after he had knocked out after the dance or something before the bad events even began. His mind just like that, now with what happened with Denise, went with the idea of getting drunk...aware that was how he usually made things go away, especially at the bad time his life was in, and what dangerous road he had almost paved for himself. Alcohol and pleasure...that was his remedy, he could quickly lose himself, in all of it. But he quickly dismissed it, surprised at the thought. Actually, the desire to have some kind of alcohol right now was strong now that the imprint was with him, yet he needed to just slip off from the urge. Had he really remained the same? Just, how far had he come from there to here? Was there a difference? He hated himself for that. He wondered, what Rei would think, if she also knew that he still did half of those things, while some lowered and gone. There was no sure way of keeping their relationship settled. Closing his eyes and scratching his head hard, his eyes stinging, he bit his lip, trying to hold in the emotion that was reappearing all of a sudden. There must be something wrong with him if he was now becoming bipolar. Feeling her in front of him, he exhaustingly went close to her again, and bent his head to her shoulder, literally resting it there, just...disgusted by the day already. It was thankful that he had someone with him, despite the hurt he had guiltily given her, and he thought if he was that special. For her, and Larxene, to see something with him. He had upset both of them by now, and he wasn't certain whether he could continue by...just, letting this go on. Taking his time to prolong, while not lifting it up, he whispered solemnly, "Can we go back now...?"
"Will everyone shut up?" Roxas growled, knowing they weren't making the situation any easier by blabbering about nothing. Seeing Shigiku being done, or at least done with the best she could, frowning, and his expression in a scowl, he summoned Oblivion. Pointing the very tip at Axel's arm, while he knew it might take the energy from him, he focused on fixing the bone, more than the wound. He muttered, "Heal", and saw a glow of green protrude from the weapon, before he heard cracks, and he winced, knowing the bone was properly forming into place of what Shigiku couldn't finish. For a moment he even saw Axel jump, his good arm sucker punching him very softly in the knee close to him. It also seemed that it did the job of making that huge gash smaller, but it was still pretty big, and bleeding all the same. He found his sight and brain suddenly getting dizzy, almost falling to the floor if he didn't hold himself with his hands as he made his Keyblade disappear. He had to blink a couple of times to get his vision straight, though he felt more tired than before. That was the consequence, but it will pass. All he did was give a small extra push to make positive it was intact, though he didn't have to do a lot, the little girl was almost truly close, and if she didn't stop, she might've accomplished it. Tiffany, seeing as the healing was done, took her turn rather quickly, trying hard not to cry, and keep some faith that Axel will make it. Yes, he will. Sure, she was petrified, worried, upset, and even more broken, her stomach and chest were aching, and all she could do was watch. No, all she could do was bandage him up. Sniffing a little, having the bit of hope within, she bent down, and begin to wrap her yellow shirt around his arm, twirling it all the way, then tying it tight so it can have enough pressure to at least keep the blood from flowing too much. It was a immediate response as the yellow was tainted a dark shade of red, and backing off with a clenched fist, she waited, eyeing Axel deeply, and praying, the tears finally falling out. He had to survive. They didn't arrive too late... All that Axel heard was Shigiku screaming at him, hearing the sadness, and all he knew was that blinding light was bothering his eyes again. His closed eyes. However, every time it shined, it somehow made him feel...gifted, like some life force was going back into him, warmth, and since he was very tired of Shigiku crying, he really welcomed it, wanting to say something to her. His ears were picking up other voices as he came back into consciousness for...he didn't even know how many times by now, and why he still felt so drained of everything. They were all saying about him dying, surviving, light, and what of whatever...they seemed so far away, that he didn't really understand. Except the word "die". Were they talking about him? Was he dying? Nah. He was just resting, as he was tired...no, was he really...dying? Was the slash really that deep and dangerous? It was with this new awareness that his mind somehow got back into circuit, this time, in panic. Nevertheless, before he could jump start out of his immobile body, he heard a familiar male voice whisper, and suddenly, the inside of his arm crackled, and churned, like a nasty squish (and feeling disgusting as well), and sending such a agonizing and painful shock to his system that his nerves reacted, and he twitched, gritting his teeth, and feeling his eyes get burning wet from this infliction. It was like he was sure who was responsible. Roxas, YOU B@STARD!! His one second reflex tried to punch him where it sensed his presence, but it failed miserably. However, even as he whimpered inwardly, and attempting to not be so wrecked by the hurtful pang of doom, which was fading, he began to think clearly, though he was still quite weak. Too much. As his arm now throbbed, when he slightly moved his fingers that were attached to it, he found that..well, it moved. Did...how...was it fixed? It didn't take long for something else to go on in his limb, feeling someone, other than Shigiku, who he was certain was there with him and helped...he could feel her, and Roxas, a person was patching him up, by tying something around it. In the end, Axel had enough of being kept here and not knowing what was going on, so he tried to open his eyes again. It was the same, no more than a squint, and it was just as misty as before, yet he still continued to work on his heavy lids to keep going ajar, until he was sure they were positioned halfway on his eyes. The swirl of colors again, and the whole thing made him kind of nauseated once more, but he didn't dare shut them. So many damn colors...pink, blue, yellow, black, brown, white... Coughing a little, noticing his throat dry and sandy, he moaned, barely saying, in a small breath, with such a low sound that it couldn't really be heard, "R...am I...over the rainbow?" He coughed a second time, what he said being a big amount for him to waste the small energy he had left from.
OOC: *random* I hate everyone! *pout*
OOC: I don't mind. Naminé sat there with Kairi, the both of them in a mourning silence, more so with her friend's problem, and how she felt for her situation. She was trying to find a way to see if she could help, finding her mother even, when the sole, famous ringtone of Mario disrupted the scenery again. Letting one arm go from the mouse that was resting in her lap, she went to dig on the breast pocket of her white blouse, taking out her cell with one hand, and seeing the caller ID. Unknown number. Raising a eyebrow, wondering if she should pick it up, she decided to, something telling her that this was worth it. Clicking the button, and putting it in her ear as she listened to the other connection, she greeted, "Hello?"
Naminé let him go, not going to stop him at this point. What he remarked first did hurt her a little, as she frowned at his back, but she wasn't going to think on it any longer for the moment. It was best to let him do what he needed, while she will get answers that were very important. Did he even know where they were going to go, or where they were going to be? Shaking her head sadly, she stood for a while, before turning to Repliku, waving him over gently. With that set, she sternly locked eyes with Ansem, giving a nod, saying, "We're ready." Larxene blinked, not really expecting for Xigbar to answer, let alone give a very descriptive one to her. She had been listening, not saying a word, and what she did hear made her kind of smirk inwardly, now perfectly aware of Axel's demise. It did seem like karma did get him back. Marked a traitor. Only because he was ordered to eliminate Roxas, which was something he had no problem doing to the rest in Castle Oblivion. He was hunted down, no doubt, so in essence, the tables turned, and he was the one to be killed, not having control of things any longer, and basically running and hiding like the little dog he was. She wouldn't put it pass him. Larxene hoped he suffered enough, just to get a taste of his own medicine even more. And he created suicide. To help Sora? As for Kingdom Hearts...it was a shame, really. Considering that gaining back their Hearts was what they were looking most forward to, the only reason that tied them all to the Organization, and to stay there. Then, suddenly, that was taken from them. Then again, that kid really did have a one track mind, lest she had forgotten how much of a idiot he was. With that set, she turned around, about to leave now that she got what she wanted. Pondering about it thoroughly, she simply said a quick, plain, and short, "Thanks." She created a portal to go through, the black void appearing in thin air as she moved. Arriving at the destination, she made certain before she stepped further, that she wanted to go here. In the end, her eyes coated the dark room, her bed laid still and tucked, untouched. She was a bit of a clean freak, she remembered. The place held a thick tension, the atmosphere, almost as if her shoulders were weighted down at the memories, and making a shiver run up her spine. It was weird, being in her old room in Castle Oblivion.
OOC: Oops. Sowy ^^;. Forgot. This is only oneo f the few, and is the blue one, of course. I need complete honesty, cause I want Larxy's dress to be perfect :3: http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i...etort/b95793836ff2ca69e4cb98d2177a463e_im.jpg Roxas almost jumped like a lunatic. But he didn't. Instead, his eyes grew, wide and shining, a smirk spreading over his lips as his sight pointed at her in full revelation. He knew it. He knew it. Now he was sure that this was the girl Zexion was talking about, and keeping him from knowing. Along with the rest. And even Axel. He couldn't wait to tell him this. With her saying Devon was the girl was good enough confirmation for him, yet that slip up was the top. In awe, he stepped closer to her, not threatening, yet almost in some form of excitement, as little as he showed. Gazing at her face again for a while, he gave a nod to himself, "You are that 'Memory Witch' Zexion was talking of, who was suppose to change Devon's memories to clean up Xaldin's mess. Something was calling me here for a second, then it was gone...yet I suspected it was you somehow. I sensed you. Zexion told me you were a old lady that had been working with the Organization for awhile, but I wasn't falling for it...especially since you're cute." He didn't really know what was leaving his mouth, but it was too late, and he felt his cheeks heat up, quite embarassed. Not that he minded. It was the truth. And he wasn't going to take it back. Not only was he feeling quite proud that he finally found her, and got to meet her, it was a relief that he figured one thing that was hidden from him. But with that, questions also popped out, about why she was kept a secret, and it wasn't until now, where they did so on their own, that they came face to face. Why would they keep her existence away from him? For what reason? She had powers over memories, it appears, yet, how come this would forbid him to see or know about her? The next thing Larxene had done when the bucket was full, of course, was topple Axel over the head with water. To her, it was kind of fun. It was kind of odd too, as the suds washed away and he was wet once more. His hair was one second all damp, lowered, moist, draping over his face and neck, and then the next second, it was dry again, his spikiness standing on all forms as if it was never soaked. Even when she flooded him again to get the remaining left away, the same thing happen. Not that she shouldn't be talking, she did have two forelocks sticking out, but at least it was her static to blame. Axel didn't wear hair gel at all. Thinking that ignorance would work here, she filled the bucket again, only to garb the hem of his boxers again, and spilled the water inside. She had to wash thoroughly, after all. The large amount of water, she knew, was enough to wash everything off in there, and in the back, so she then stood up on her feet in the tub, walking over to the knobs, and turning them to close. That was it. Bathing time was over. Not saying much, she simply leaned over at the counter outside where she placed the towels, three. She tossed two to him, and kept one herself, drying her legs and feet, before getting out and touching the floor. It ws there she gave a yawn, blocked by her hand, and stretched her arms back, her chest curving outward in the process, feeling quite stiff from being in there. Larxene, as she decided, was not going to talk about the real problem between them, it was better to get this over with first. It was too serious of a discussion. Not that she knew what to say right now, because he was probably going to ask again whether she believed him or not. Frowning to herself, slightly feeling down as her mind went through previous thoughts, not looking at him as she headed to the door, she stated, "Dry yourself up, and get out of the tub. I'll be back with some clean boxers, and then get ready to patch you up." Smirking at the sentence, she gave him a nonchalant wave, passing through the entry, and back into the room. Larxene knew where the suitcase was stationed, and silently went there, her expression dismal now that she was out of sight. Opening it, and searching around for the boxers halfheartedly, she blinked her quivering eyes as her chest felt pressed again, though she held any emotion from spiling back. Choosing what appeared to be a dark green one, she took it out, and didn't dwell on anything in particular as she returned to the bathroom. Placing the boxers in a counter where he could get it, she got ready, taking the cream that Zexion had given them, and the cleaning spray, and putting them all over at the sink, that was etched into a table. The First Aid kit being there, she opened the box as the items were around it, preparing and taking out multiple bandages. Larxene could see Axel from the long mirror in front of her, that covered the side of the wall, but she didn't last too long there. She was NOT going to peek while he was changing. Not at all. Larxene knew she could resist the temptation, and she saw and was aware of his body more than what will last her lifetime. It was kind of nice, really. All he had ever seen her with was a towel. So once more, needed to focus on her work. Not dirty thoughts. Work. No dirty thoughts. Work...no thinking of Axel bare and nud-no! Work. Work. Work...
OOC: Well, that's going to be quite to explain... Naminé wondered if all their words had to hold some arrogant and egotistic remarks about each other, or whether or not they could defeat each, when it really wasn't needed. But she digressed. That wasn't even a problem. Deep inside, admittedly, she still did not trust Ansem fully, not in the way she should, but she was also aware when someone was dishonest. And he wasn't. This was the only, or at least, the one presented to them, chance to figure out things, and understand. The decision should already be made. Looking down for a moment quietly, she stepped forward, standing beside close to Roxas, before putting a hand on his shoulder, wanting to somehow cool him down as her eyes studied him carefully. "Roxas, I know where you're coming from, because, honestly, I can't really blame you being a witness of it myself. Or that you may have a grudge. But, I really think that we should go with him. He already explained and answered too. You don't have to like him, nobody's forcing you to, yet, I think being civil for awhile might work until we get some information on how we came back, by who, and why. Even the Organization is back. We don't even know if there are new threats around, and what will you rather do? Go around Twilight Town blinded, and await what's coming to you, or know what we are up against?" She eyed him intently, almost with a faint determination, yet with tenderness, adding softly, "If we get in trouble, I'm sure we'll all find a way out. Is only for a few moments, Roxas...that's all is asked for..." Still furious, trying to vent it and take it out on something that was "healthier" than her usual, she had summoned a few Dusks, only to destroy them. It made her release her irritation little by little, and by the time she finished a last lower Nobody, some of the anger was starting to fade slowly. Larxene didn't even know why she even bothered to be bothered by such a trivial thing. It was done, it was over, and she made sure that her words were spoken loud and clear, as well her thoughts about him. A bit above on the slopes, she was about to go into Crooked Ascension were it led her to, just wanting to explore, until she heard Demyx's yells, and she rolled her eyes, frowning. What was up with the kid and making comments of her and Axel? She obviously despised him, she didn't know Axel's side of things, but he really didn't care for anything except for himself, and of course, the blond twit. Can't leave him out. Saving her that time with the Behemoth did not amount to anything. Really, what suddenly changed his mind that? Or maybe he was just showing off that she needed help, when it wasn't the case. Either way, what stopped her from continuing on was the voice of Xigbar, and for a moment, she halted her walk, now going into thought. She had been curious for awhile about what had happened after her death, not to mention, it was a blank on how it came to a end, and why the heart-shaped moon bared a holed right in the center, destroyed. Not exactly liking the idea, yet making up her mind, she retraced her steps, and to make it quick, made a portal to go through and get back down to the main platform. Larxene appeared where she had left Demyx, not seeing Axel anywhere for the time being. Good. No need to deal with him. When she came towards the two, she kind of hesitated, her pride so full enough on not really asking anyone. Larxene figured it was not such a big deal, mostly because she did not enjoy being in the dark for too long, and while she smoothed out the scowl in her face, hoping that the water wielder will stay shut from anymore remarks, she focused her attention on her superior. At first, she didn't know exactly how to begin, but she started idly anyway, "I know Xemnas said that he will explain to me - us - about what went on after Castle Oblivion." She stopped, more reluctant, but forced herself to continue in a breath, "Whether you died early, I don't know, but if you were there when the events transpired, I would like to know what is it that happened, and how it all ended to how it is today. Especially, how Axel went to his destruction." She waited there, staring at him as if some kind of response needed to be given. Xemnas saw Xigbar disappear, before he also portalled away as darkness covered him, only to materialize in a very modern and electronic vicinity, a metallic blue tunnel that was situated on a private depth of the castle, and with this, he began to walk, knowing where he was going, with a new set goal in mind. He would find as much as he needed, secret files hidden within. He had been so much obsessed with the Heart, that he had forgotten to pay mind to other research. Some, that now was of importance. The soul.
OOC: It took me this long to get this done xD. Axel winced inwardly when he felt her shoulders shake, a sob coming from her, and he held his breath, feeling his bare chest getting damp with tears, some dripping down on his torso, sliding on his skin, and all he could do was hold her. Was it possible that he felt even worse? Yes, it was. And it really did make his heart ache that he was to blame for those tears, and maybe he just should've kept it to himself. But now...what would have happened, if he still hid it? She'll probably fall more for him in time, and it would be more than just hurtful. It would truly, really, break her. Opening his eyes a little after a while, rubbing her back in consolance, and trying to comfort her as best he could, he sighed. He felt empty now, and he thought over what was next, because this had to be the worst Saturday he had ever been in. And this was the weekend. Not only did he feel like the baddest scum of the earth, with many reasons why that is, he hated that he's been causing this problem. Feeling her pull away, after he had noticed she had calmed down at least a little, he stared at her when she gazed at him, aware of the very irises tainted with pain, wet, but there was a type of shine there that he couldn't decipher. Axel blinked startled, when she suddenly smiled, weak, and sad, yet she smiled, and he tilted his head in wonder. Running a hand through her hair, he eyed her questionably, attempting to lighten up her mood...no, both their dismal moods, by saying, with a weak smile of his own, "What's that on your lips? You're suppose to be heartbroken over me. That stings..." He frowned at her playfully, kind of pouting. There had to be some sort of humor in all this, as the tension and constant gloomy atmosphere wasn't helping him feel any better. While all he was doing was half-heartedly, and he was really forcing himself, he needed to be free for just a minute, at least.
OOC: Yeah, it be best for Shi to heal the bone, and Tiffany to stop the bleeding. Roxas would, but he just found out, and Curaga takes a lot of energy. Well, it affects the MP in the game, but I'll call it energy to make sense outside gameplay. I would want to make Axel die, but I worry for Shigiku if he does D:. Axel did not know what was going, all he heard were voices and sounds, even Angel speaking. When had she come? His mind was too misty, hazy, to really concentrate. Almost like one is sleepy, and did not want to wake up, or open their eyes. But it was more than that. He felt like he was slipping in and out of consciousness. One minute, he could feel someone next to him, and the presence of people, then the next everything just blacked out, darkened, nothing. All he was aware of was that he was really jaded, very fatigued. He was out of reality, and into this dream-like feel on his skin, as if his soul was rising. He couldn't move, he couldn't speak, he couldn't do anything, because it seems his body did not have the motivation to. It was close to laziness, he could say, yet he doubted it was. Sleeping seems so cozy and tempting right now... It was there he knew he was slipping out of consciousness again, feeling suddenly light-headed, and his brain shut, blacking out for the moment... "Daddy...?" It was there a sudden small, bright light appeared under his fainted ebony realm, strangely reaching out to him, somehow making him come to as he recognized it, knowing who it belonged to, and how worried and scared it sounded. It was so far, distant, and faint, that he wasn't sure whether he really heard it, and so was the light. Though the name stuck with him. Shigiku...Shigiku...that was right. He didn't want to give in to this peaceful and restful darkness anymore, he wanted to say that he was fine most of all. Axel didn't need her to think that something bad was going to happen to him, especially with the tone she used. The white shine grew bigger the more he thought, and almost as if he really was in a dream, he weirdly found himself chasing it, as it was really warm, his vision being the only sight. He groaned in reality, the pointy pain in his arm ever so alive, when it was just starting to fade, but now that he was coming into his surroundings, the hurt and anguish was returning. Axel groaned again uncomfortably, then reminded himself that he had Shigiku...somewhere, and it was there the light that he was following shone so bright, that he recoiled, the glow overwhelming him. It ended as soon as it covered him, however, and in a effort to brush it off, he tried to find the strength to open his eyes and see where she was. All he managed was a little bit, enough to see a squint, and even then, it was all blurry, and misty, all he saw was a mixture of colors. Damn, he had never felt so immobilized and so exhausted to the point where he didn't want to move anything. A nauseating swell came in his stomach, feeling slightly sick, and he shivered, noticing he was really cold too. What was wrong with him...? Roxas, despite kind of hesitating, broke off the comfy embrace he had with Naminé, as he knew he needed to be by his best friend's side right now. And he wanted to be. He was starting to get paranoid, in the extreme worry way, and he almost had a dash of fear within as Axel hadn't moved. Sending the blonde girl a look, aware that she'll understand, he took his arms away, and got up to his feet, heading over to where the crowd was in due time. Roxas crouched next to where Axel's good arm was, peering at him in concern as in the corner of his eyes, he spotted Shigiku doing her best. He would help, yet, only if she failed, then he had to take over. Healing will take a bit of energy from him, but this was Axel that was at stake. He really appeared sick looking, and another churn of fright dwelled. He'll be alright... His eyes grew when he saw, even by just a little line of glitter, that Axel had flickered his eyes, and he placed a hand on his shoulder, giving his support. At least he was pulling through... OOC: Shigiku is Axel's light :P.
The vid doesn't work for you? o.O It works for me...so, I don't know. Probably refresh or something. At times, it doesn't show and stuff. And I'm GLAD that such a classic by Richard Marx was the first song you heard in English to welcome you :3. It's beautiful. If you like Right Here Waiting, try out Bryan Adam's Everything I Do. It matches more the Love Larxel we have :P, though I guess is more Axel again. And, yes, it is lonesome T-T. Is weird. The song in the video is upbeat, so it doesn't explore my emoish emotions, but the words matched. Gah! It's taking too long for him to come back and post again...
Oh, it's possible. I had my Love post already written before, thankfully. For the other RPs is going to take quite long. I'll get to it though, because now: ZOMG! ZOMG! ZOMG! =33333 I LOVE THE SONG! That's definitely inspiration! More for your Love Axel xD. You just sent me on a high! "Wherever you go, whatever you do, I will be right here waiting for you. Whatever it takes, or how my heart breaks..." Gah! It makes me miss ICSP's presence though! TT^TT. It just isn't the same with him in vacation, so my feelings need to be dedicated. ICSP, where do you go?
It took him that long to say a response? Larxene would like to think that he was just waiting for the right moment, instead of thinking the most negative aspect of him being stupidly dense, letting this go on without realizing her core problem all this time, and save him from being more of a idiot. And that included pointing out the wounds. Hmm. He sounded honest, though she couldn't exactly tell by his voice only, and she wasn't going to stare at him for the while. She was kind of unsure on the believing part, truthfully. Even with a confirmation after, a, oh, hour or so, it didn't ease her. Maybe Axel did deserve better, he could find himself the girl who was just as gorgeous as he was, with more of a nice personality, maybe more body...she didn't think herself as that much of a prize, honestly. Really. She just spent half of this interaction inflicting pain on the guy. If he did like that fangirl with something more, well, is not like she could blame him. She felt her lungs constrict at that, something dropping in her stomach harshly, but she went to ignore it. Larxene didn't respond to him either. Instead, she silently chose to take her eyes off the ceiling, and headed to crawl over to the other side of the bathtub, grabbing the bucket she had brought before from the floor, along with the sponge. Pulling a stray blonde strand behind her ear, a bit annoyed with the loose hair, as she still wasn't used to it, she then went to open the shower knobs, water pouring out of the faucet strongly. Letting it run for awhile, until she was sure the level was normal, she went to settle the temperature, looking for a warm feel. It wasn't long until she got it, and filled the bucket up with liquid, which was a good amount. It also didn't take long for her to take it out after it was full to the brim and while leaving the water on, turned to Axel, moving her body a little closer so she could get at him. This was the first time she had seen his face for the while they were here together, with a sense of guilt betraying her again in return, though she made sure to avoid his eyes. In work, she flipped the bucket over his head, and made it rain on him, drenching his whole body, the blood floating away into the excess water and into the drain. She redid the process over, watching as the blood was cleared for the small time as his skin was very much visible. She had noticed more things now. There was a small gash on the side of his forehead, around the temple, there was a bruise there too, his stomach was the very nasty mixture of black, blue, and purple, another bruise, though this time, much bigger, his leg was wounded, as well as his thigh, the side of his waist, and even his chest had another bruise of the same kind. Xaldin sure did a number on him, damn @sshole. The rest were scratches,, and cuts, though she was thinking of putting the ointment there as well: she didn't want any scars on him. Not that she would care even if he scarred his face, yet, if she had a chance to keep him the same for his sake too why not take it? Abandoning the bucket under the faucet as it filled with water once more, she went and prepared the sponge, rubbing it with soap until it was as poofy with bubbles as possible, and then quickly went over to the redhead again, placing it on his skin as she gently began bathing him. Now she really did feel like a wife. Or nurse. Whatever. She started with his face, softly scraping off the dry crust off his forehead, jis jaw, his cheeks, and around his chin, her breathing quickening as she scrubbed his handsome face. She was too near (only to make sure she didn't miss a spot) for her to be comfortable, and not let her mind fly off into a thought of doing something, especially as his lips were right there for her to take. Right there. Though, she already did kiss him unexpectedly one time. Thankfully, it wasn't that hard to cover his facial features, her eyes only meeting his green ones briefly in a ardent and intense gaze, before she went to other areas. This only reminded her how much Axel resembled a fox, sly, sharp, not to mention the red, and tattoo marks. However, it fitted him sexily. Trying not to get sexually hormonal again as she cleansed his upper torso, she focused on the primary thing, only to slide her arm under him, in support, and placing her head close to his shoulder as she attempted to lift him up to sit upright. Larxene also made a signal for him to help by patting him with her hand to move, and he did so, now able to work much easier on his back, and reach other parts of his body. That's how she spent it for awhile. Her black clothes got kind of wet, though it didn't matter, as they got blood on them too, so they were throwaways. She saw as red substance drifted and dripped off him, and she continued, her inside tensed at the closeness, to the point where she could feel his body warmth. Not dwelling on it, because she knew what would happen if she did it, she forced herself again to concentrate on doing the job, and she did so, going over his stomach, his arms, his neck, his shoulders, his thighs, and even his legs. The only thing she didn't go was under the boxers, but that was about to change. In a instant move, she lifted up the elastic hem holding it, and dug her hand with the new freshly squeezed (to get out the blood) and added new soap again sponge inside, not at all ashamed as she literally washed his "family jewels", knowing her cheeks were blushing profusely, though her mind was amused on how she easily invaded his privacy so far. It even went over to the butt, though she didn't feel that embarrassed, honestly. It felt normal. With that done, she took it out as quickly as she could, and then headed to the faucet again, drenching the sponge off, now that she was officially finished with treating him like a baby. Throwing the said sponge away to the side, not needed anymore after a good rinsing, she filled up the bucket, ready to shower him once more to get the suds off as she muttered quietly, "I'm almost done, then we can get you out of here." That was all she said in the long run. What she truly wanted to sya now, with the question in the air, was for later. OOC: I think Larxene has set everything on seeing Axel in his birthday suit. Course, she didn't see it, but she could easily guess now xD. He should file a lawsuit. Roxas could tell she was hiding the real, official prove of what he wanted to listen to, and while that worked enough, he wanted to hear it from herself. It seemed obvious to him she was giving a small white lie, though he didn't understand what held her back. He didn't want to jump to conclusions right away, but he was so close to the truth, that he needed that one to seal the deal on who she really was, on what Zexion didn't want to tell him. Old lady his @ss. Naminé was far from it, if it ends up being her. Not only that, but if it is her identity, he had many things to ask her. His curiosity was enough when just looking at her appearance, and the bond they somehow shared for whatever reason there might be, yet this is a step further, and he found himself hungry for replies. After living with everyone being so silent about matters around, it does that to you, when the chance presented itself. Finally, he might figure out at least one thing that was hidden from him. Sighing, he eyed her for a moment, deeply, studying her face, and without breaking contact, he asked in a more serious, yet compassionate tone, "Please, Naminé...can you tell me her name? Is it Devon?" His eyes shook wearily for some type of response. "You see, she's very close to some of us in particular, and I really want to know if she's alrgiht." It was there his visson shifted to the ground, his orbs narrowing slightly in bitterness. "Unless you keep things away from me too..."
I love waffles. But, homemade waffles. Frozen isn't the same. Like those Ego my Egos. >.> <.< I feel inspirationless.
OOC: You think healing the bone (only) instead is too much? Tiffany, finally found something disposable, a tank top shirt she never used due to the bright, yellow color, as well as another that was too much of a bright pink, and thinking that this would have to do, she dug it out, and wrenched it away from her other garments. Reaching out for a bottle of water, out of the many, not even bothering to close it, she straightened up, before heading to Axel hurriedly, tremendously worried. Though when she got there, she found the small girl doing something. Standing beside the two as Shigiku put her palms around his arm, her shirt in her hand, she watched as it suddenly glowed. Tiffany wasn't surprised....she didn't think she would ever be surprised anymore, so she waited until what was being done was finished. Zexion studied her expression. "Stay here. No one will bother you." It was true. Most seemed busy. Axel, the reason why he went out of his way to catch the girl, was slowly bleeding to death, though he appeared to be tended to by Shigiku and Tiffany. Larxene was in her own, as was Marluxia. Roxas and Naminé were still wrapped up in their affections, and him? Well, he had nothing to do. Roxas watched as Zexion managed to hold off Angel, praising his master illusions inwardly at the move, as he rested his head on Naminé's shoulder tiredly, arms lazily still circled around her. He still hadn't let go, it was too comfortable, too soft, too warm, and too irresistible. He could honestly, as cheesy as it was, stay here for a long while. However, he had also noticed the crowding around Axel, and curiously, his eyes went to him, only to gasp in shock at the blood that was trailing from him on the floor. Of course...the slash that the girl gave him, and his broken arm. He was about to break off the embrace and go to him, very concerned for his friend, but it seemed that it was being taken care of by Shigiku, who was doing something...and it was bright. A bright green. Like the color of a healing spell. Tiffany was at a stand still, staring at the work, and he went to leisurely raise his head up from its makeshift pillow, his brows creasing as he focused his sight on the redhead, kind of apprehensive. "Axel...?" Was it that bad...? The blood was a lot... OOC: ZOMG. Yes, no Axel.
Well, if you don't have iTunes, maybe YouTube can work if you look for songs...? ^^; And I hope you get over it soon, too. With ICSP gone for personal reasons, you're the only left that is happy xP. I mean, I hope you're happy...o.O.
:3. Aw, what's wrong?
"What do we do with it?" Naminé hissed quietly to Kairi, fixing the mess that was her hair after that weird cross-dresser fell down on her. Smoothing it out, she kept staring at the big mouse, wondering what to do with it. In truth, she didn't want to leave it abandoned that way, and it wasn't like it exactly did anything. It was just the way he looked that creeped her out. Putting her donuts on top of a rubble, and tucking her purse away, she carefully and silently got up, taking small, light steps towards the yellow...thing. Naminé gazed at its face. Aw. Slightly hesitating, thinking about it for a moment, she bent down, before quickly just wrapping him in her arms, feeling the soft fur. She froze in caution, but when nothing happened, and the mouse was resting peacefully, she straightened up, quite anxious, and nervous, but she headed back to her rock seat either way as she sat down, her lap now supporting the thing's small body. There was nothing much they can do for it, so she just needed to wait until he woke up. Gazing at it searchingly, she then took a glance at Kairi, giving a slight shrug. It was there she remembered the story of her mother, however, making her chest ache, and looked mounrfully at her friend. Her cornflower colored eyes shaking, she muttered sympathetically, "I'm sorry about your mom, Kairi..."
:glomp: <3 *HUGZ* <3
OOC: Lol, it is never short xP. And by the way, Axel does not love Larxene. Yet. Though they are strong, in the way that you really like someone, and reasonably attached. If Nymph will ever come back (I'm doubting it), cause if not, I might take Larxene away from her, though I will need someone who had kept up with the story, which is the problem. And the actual feel will be lost too :/. By the way, you still owe me that Organization card of Axel :D. Heh heh heh :P. J/k. But I haven't fogotten. I really want PhotoShop. Axel didn't halt to see her movements, her reaction, or what her eyes or face said. He simply stared back at the horizon again, being the automatic ignore function he was now using. He really did feel bad, along with the other things in his mind not making this any simpler, but she needed to know. Or be aware, of what she was getting into, at least. He didn't know how many things will change, now that a lot of subjects, even ones he didn't expect, were out in the open. And he felt fully jaded. The whole day seemed like a unreal dream now, and the rest was not going to be enjoyable as it would've been before all the revelations came at him with one big blow. It was tiring. In fact, he now honestly wanted to leave, not in the mood anymore, yet at the same time, still not wanting to go back to the school. Whatever was awaiting him there, he didn't really want to deal with that, adding more to his problems. This was the overshadowing of a very bad time, he could tell. The only thing that broke through his dejected thoughts was Rei replying to him, shaking his head slightly at Denise's failed attempt. That wasn't even what he was listening to, as he had slowly heard Rei's voice weakening, and when she finally lost it, his chest ached and his stomach swirled uncomfortably, remorse filling him at having to hurt her. He knew he did, somehow. But, he just couldn't avoid the truth any longer, for both their sakes. Another sigh. His wet eyes lowered in regret, downcast at what his words triggered. Swallowing tightly, he turned his head to look at her, and he didn't hesitate as he began to walk to her figure. Stepping in front of her as he took one hand from his pocket, he lightly touched her cheek tenderly, caressing it with his thumb, before pulling back a strand of hair away from her face softly. Gazing at her intently, he trailed his hand around to the back of her neck like a feather, holding it, before he gently pushed it forward, using that as a basis to pull himself as well, and she met him in a hold, letting his chin rest on top of her head, his face digging into her hair. Letting free his other hand, he wrapped his arm around her waist, pressing her tighter and closer against him, now in a full embrace. Axel didn't know why he couldn't like her as he should, with them being so alike, but his feelings were stronger for Larxene compared to Rei's, even more now, and he knew which one to pursue. And who he truly wanted. Perhaps if it was a time when he wasn't already involved with the blonde... He breathed silently, as he closed his shaking eyes. "I'm sorry..."
