†_To.Me.You.Were.Perfect_†

OoC://Accepted.

A portal opened at Where Nothing Gathers. He took his seat as he awaited for the rest of the Organization to show. He had sent out the message that he was holding a meeting.
He was sure this rival organization wouldn't be much of a hassle. Let alone a problem at all. They did have the same goals however which could lead to fighting. Xemnas closed his eyes for a moment and sighed quietly.
There was always going to be issues with their plans with Kingdom Hearts and it always seemed easiest to just eliminate the problem when it was at it's weakest.

"They seem responsible." Paxn said as RenjiX started to talk again. "We can only hope. They shouldn't be the type of person that will just attack any problem." He said dryly, "Being that they still exist to this day without many other issues that have been brought in their way."
"We have to stall if they are to attack. I wouldn't be expecting an attack anytime soon. Not until we have fully declared war. If one was to spark." Paxn went silent. He planned to stay silent now until everyone else took their decision to be quiet. And let the meeting begin.

OoC://Writer's block.

 

RenjiX let out a big sigh and said to Paxn "ok, if you dont think the organization isnt going to attack early than i beleive you." RenjiX sat quietly as did Paxn and waited for the others then RenjiX looked at Xengla and scoffed at her," no there are more people."

 

Not worth the energy of correcting...

BIC- Bah. We could just get on with our lives and then give them a memo or something. Xengla listened to Paxn's opinion. Truly? Well....I suppose going to eradicate a rival organization wouldn't be on their top priorities right? Yeah. Of course it wouldn't. They'd just let us do our business in competition with them. All in fun competition. As if. Although I really hope they want friendly competition. The likelyhood that they were currently planning an attack to destroy them right now was very high. But that was exactly what they were currently doing right now, right? So....I suppose we just stay cool and hide for now.

 

Milex appeared in her rightful chair, ice-blue strands of hair hanging an inch or so infront of her face. Her eyes focussed on the floor, icy pools of blue unmoving as the Dame muttered incoherent curses under her breath.
If there was one thing she hated, it was meetings.
Listening to that grey-haired imbecile witter on about hearts and how the organization needs to achieve their goal would kill any person, whether they had a heart or not.
“Greetings superior.†She eventually spoke. Her voice was sharper than her body language had insinuated, reflecting upon the I-can’t-be-bothered-with-you mood she was in.
Looking up, the strands of hair that once hung before her were brushed back from her eyes, letting her focus properly on Xaldin’s and Xemnas’ expressions. It seemed that the superior was a little tenser than usual – if that was even possible – and Xaldin seemed relaxed, or in thought, rather.

I could do with some music to listen to right now.

 

He smiled down at the girl and was content as one could be until a dusk gave him a piece of paper. Snatching it quickly from the the lower servant his smile turned to a frown after he had begun reading it. "What again? No. I was in the middle of a lesson," he complained wadding up the piece of paper with his fingers and tossing it back to the dusk. "Fine, fine I'll be there." He pouted in his seat hating to be interuppted. "Xioimara, we both have to go to the stupid meeting that the boss just planned out of no where like he always does. Come on," with his right hand and groaning at the same time, he summoned a portal and walked through it leaving it open for her to follow. Once in the room Where Nothing Gathers, he flopped on his white marble throne seat and slouched as usual. He was not looking forward to being here again, but he couldn't disobey for that would be fatal no doubt. With his sitar still with him, he began to play softly waiting for the others to show up. He was not in the mood to have anyone tell him to shut up and stop playing either.

 

Lexaeus teleported into his seat, his large figure filling it completely. He looked around, noticing that there were still those that had not appeared yet. He remained silent, not uttering a word. He only spoke when it was nescasary, so until then, he waited for thier Superior to speak, knowing that there was obviously a good reason for this meeting.


Saix appeared just at the same time as Lexaeus had. Before hand, they both had been in discussion of sorts. Saix himself saw no reason to speak, seeing as it would be useless amongst the members. He had distaste for most of them, with Lexaeus and Axel being amongst the few that he may have gotten along with. Of course, that did not matter much to him, since all that really mattered for the time being was what the Superior had to say.

Larxene as well teleported into her own seat, arriving 5 minutes later then Lexaeus and Saix. She seemed to be pouting, as if dissapointed about something. It could have been about anything. Larxene always seemed to be some what spoiled, but it was of no matter. She merely sat there, waiting for the superior to mention something that might just be worth her time.

 

"We cant hide foreever and if it is a fight they want early than we give them a fight early but we need some serious training first." RennjiX stated back to Xengla. Paxn is there anyone else going to be at the meeting because if not we need to train all of s together "Even you." he shot a look at KuaXa and quieted down still waiting for either paxns response or kuaxas.

 

Please know the difference between THOUGHTS and actual WORDS BEING SAID. Your character doesn't have telepathy. So says your bio.

BIC- Xengla rolled her eyes. Not that anyone could really see under her hood. This guy just wouldn't stop. We could just unleash him to the organization. they'd die from having their ears talked off.(these are thoughts) "I think maybe you need some training in manners."(these are actual words) she said with a hint of annoyance. Xengla honestly wondered whether they truly needed a master swordsman in this organization. If he truly was one.

 

Milex perked up, her eyes scanning the room for the source of the music. It was a soft melody playing – a little too soft for the Dame’s liking. Although she had been in the organization a while, she had not really looked into the personalities of those around her.
It was obvious that the guy with the mullet liked music, and even more so playing it, but not once had she assumed that another nobody could take a liking to the melodic sounds more so than her. Perhaps that was a selfish assumption, but selfishness had grown to her the more she was alone.
It wasn’t that she hated being alone, or that she detested being around other nobodies, it was just the plain fact that she found life boring - and others even more so – that led her to not communicate as often.

Socializing often leads to the breaking of my own temper, and the temper of those around me. The opportunity to talk with others is not to be evaded – oh, no – but it shall never be grasped when handed to. If others wish to speak, they will approach with the caution that my body language advises, and not that of my tongue.

Her often-used phrase ran over in her head several times; she often did this when she wanted to speak; it assured her that talking to others was not something she should strive to do, despite how alike herself and others are.

A small smile curved her lips. She could not help it, despite her resistance to the tingling urge in her jaw, the muscles in her face still etched into a small – possibly even minuscule – smile of sorts.
Urgh. He actually made her smile.
“Could you stop playing that?†Her sharp voice echoed. She looked up as she spoke, her bright blue eyes settling on the lanky figure that sat away from her.

 

Ignorning her, he finished the last of his playing since he hated to be interrupted by another especially if it was someone who thought they were better than him. "Oh great another one with an attitude problem," he shook his head as he spoke to himself where no one could hear. Glancing up at the figure away from him, he had looked up from his sitar playing only to hear her voice. The only one who had even acknowledged that he was in the room had said something to him. Thinking it was strange, he placed his sitar on the other side of his lap once he was done playing. "Uh nah," he shook his head. "Sorry. You can't order me around," he grinned tapping his fingers on the arm rest after he looked at the other members in the room mainly the Superior. He was curious of what the boss had called a meeting for, but also bored at the same time not that he would ever admit it to his face. His azure windows to his soul were wide with anticipation at what would come from his comment if there was any. In the meantime, he ran his hand across the strings again and began to play once more.

 

The lack of maturity in some members astonishes me.
Milex bit her lower lip, sighing considerably loud as she repositioned herself in her seat. Bringing her hand upwards, she brushed it through her electric-blue hair and brought it back down to her side in a calm fashion.
“Wow.†She frowned, a sarcastic tone lining the words she spoke. “I didn’t expect such an idiotic reply. I’m taken back.†A smile – aggressive to a certain extent – curled across the girls lips again. On this occasion, a fraction of her white teeth glistened slightly. “Actually, I don’t even recall ordering you to do anything. All I did was ask, you know, because that’s what mature people do. Ask. Not say stupid crap such as ‘you can’t order me around’.â€
Looking back at the Nobody, she witnessed the eagerness that grew in his eyes. It was odd to see such a thing, but irritating at the same time.
She kinda wanted to bash his head in.

 

"She reminds me of Larxene," he shuddered in the back of his mind. "Another strong willed female, so many females are there in the organization now?" He asked himself this. "And not to mature herself either," he purposely said under his breath not caring if she heard or not. Starring back towards the Superior's direction he sighed wishing what ever news would be said. He wondered if he was listening to any of these conversations and taking it in the back of his mind. Shrugging he cast his glance over to the other younger female in the room whom was quiet as one could be. His perfect impression of her was one of insecurity and fear. When the meeting was over he hoped that he could get back to her lessons with the instrument since she seemed to enjoy it. "I wish he would speak already," he thought to himself referring to the leader of the organization. "Man I'm so bored. What is he waiting for?"

 

Strolling out of his interrupted slumber the flurry narrowed his eyes at an dusk which was pulling on his cloak and handed him a paper. "Not again..." The flurry muttered to himself as brisks of flames turned the paper into soot as he flung his lanky figure off his comfy sofa and then summoned a portal. He took a deep breath and then headed in as the corridors of darkness exited to the plain marbled white circle of bordom circulated with chairs. He noticed about half of the seats were empty and he wondered of what came of the other members. He eyed, Larxene, Lexaeus, Demyx, Xioimara, Saix probably Xigbar and a few other new members he didn't know were even recruited. He was now seated in his throne like chair folding his arms in his usual crossed position. His gaze just out in the distance with his mind just there in oblivion. At times this place reminded him of Castle Oblivion as he purposely had the same exterior of it. Dimissing the thought he wondered when Xenmas would grant the meeting so that they could all dismissed aftewards.

 

OOc: is the nameless organization still waiting for the others or are we past that