Love in the Snow

OOC: I have...no idea o.O.

Zexion simply scoffed unimpressively as he shut his eyes for a second, apparently amused at the "princess" add on. "Juvenile. Either way, I didn't come for childish verbal insults, and I would've preferred this to be a private conversation, though since Demyx was the one that started it..." He let him finish ordering his double espresso, before simply staring at him with the same normal and blank look on his face. He quietly and calmly began, wanting to get this over with, "Let's get straight to the point, shall we? Basically, going back to what Demyx had said, while it is unlikely that Larxene may like you, almost delusional, even, my question to you, Axel is...hypothetically speaking, of course: what would you do if she actually did like you?"

 

OOC: *gasp* =O oh shyte!! bad question to ask axel! bad! >_< haha! XD omfg..



"I assume that's a...... NO." he said. "Thank you, that will be all."
With that he let the waiter go on his merry little way. Switching his attention to the plate of marshmellows, and perhaps Zexion, he reached for the fluffy little delights. He stuffled about two in his mouth and the third one on the way when he was suddenly stopped by Zexion's surprising question.
"Vay vhat??" he said shifting the two marshmellows to each cheek. His expression was priceless, his eyes bugged out like one would if they'd just seen an alien do a tap dance over a monkey (wtf?? XD).
"WHAFF KINF OF A QUEFTIOFF IF THAFF?" he asked loudly, still with a mouth full of marshmellows. He attempted to swallow what he had as fact as he could, but only succeeded in choking himslef.

 

OOC: Lol xP, but really, Zexion isn't one to play around the main point of why's he's there. Axel needs to know who he's speaking to here, though ;P.

Zexion took a deep breath, and for a moment, his cool slightly slipped. He couldn't even seem to get a proper conversation with the guy, and he wondered what had Larxene so interested. However, it was interesting how he ignored the question by asking another one. He already had half of the answer by that action alone, the redhead unknowing. Simply putting his arms on top of his book, he shifted a bit on his chair, before replying seriously, "A question that needs to be answered. First, stop eating marshmellows when I am speaking to you, I should've known you wouldn't have manners. Second, stop acting like a fool. I had to unfortunately run into Larxene, she came angrily and spat at me where I got my book from, and she went to the library furious. Obviously, considering she chucked a cookie in the fireplace, I tend to find what was the deal with the...cookie, I suppose." He kept out her "glassy eyes" from his explanation, he didn't think it was needed. "Keep in mind that this is hypothetically speaking, and thus, I ask again, what would you do if Larxene did like you? Is not rocket science, Axel. You would've been better off answering it instead of swerving around the question. I can already read you."

 

OOC: i know.. let's assume the question caught him off guard.. which uh... did... XD


Axel took a moment to calm himslef as he looked at Zexion. The question asked by him had truly cought him off guard. After his coughs ceased he took on a rather serious face.
"No need to worry now... I'm fine." he muttered. He could have at least acknowledged him choking, he thought, but he expected it as well. He listened carefully to what Zexion told told about Larxene. Axel himself wondered about the cookie bit. The way he figured was that she'd only taken the cookie to go was perhaps because of him. He was a little surprised to find that the final destination of the cookie was not her stomach, but the fireplace. Why? He thought.
"I believe I'm the reason for her anger.... I think...." he scratched his head as he spoke. "I'd only approached her to make peace and well... she.. she kind of ticked off."
Axel crossed his arms and leaned back on his chair. He'd honetly approached her to make peace, but it wasn't going to work, her sudden leave and anger made it obvious.
"Well I did bug her about a cookie and uhh... she was also complainging about the girls over there...." he pointed to the group of giggling girls, who were before pointing at and giggling about him and Demyx, now giggling about Zexion as well. He sighed loudly as he pinched his nose bridge, now thinking about his hypothetical question.
"There isn't the slightest chance that that kind of a situation would arrive. As I've already said to Demyx here, if tehre were any feeling concerning me in Larxene, she wouldn't be so bent on hurting me." He tried his best to actually answer the actual question asked by the man. Yes, it was true that he can read one like an open book, but he yet tried to hide it. Hide what? He was sure there was nothing to hide. Was there?
"What would I do?" he smiled "Nothing."
He lied. Did he? he questioned himself.
"I'd at least be relieved of the fact that she won't try to hurt me anymore."
He hoped... he hoped he just avoided the question and the answer.

 

Zexion just smirked slightly, barely visible, but he did. Axel still could not answer the main point. Interesting, very interesting...then again, he always was suspicious of it, but now that he was questioning him, it was as obvious as Demyx wielding water. Pretending to be in thought for a moment, he gave Axel a calculated look, having to explain to him Larxene's actions. " Hypothetically speaking, just to make sure, have you ever thought of the fact that perhaps Larxene hating you can be a act that she likes you? I'm positive you've heard of the grade school manners of when a boy likes a girl, right? They pick on them, only so they can't find out they like them. Now, Larxene's case might be more difficult, because she's always difficult, but the point is, that's the best way I could explain what I mean properly."

He then gave him a knowing expression. "And even if Larxene did like you, I doubt that she would stop hurting you. Even if you go up to the lovers scale, she wouldn't. However, she'll probably be more...nicer about it. And you still did not answer the question, 'nothing' isn't good enough. Maybe you should think more deeply on that since it seems you're in some self-denial here."

He went to get up after this, having gotten his answer and more, like he had predicted. Now to tackle the most harsher of the two; Larxene.

 

OOC- Screw trying to slip into a conversation XP I'm just gonna radomly appear.

Sorry I haven't posted in a while. I had a accident with my thread subscriptions a few days back and I deleted my subscription to this thread. I only re-found it when the User CPs went down the other day. Hence my random appearance.

Chrys sighed heavily as she gazed up at the celiling, fiddling with her long magenta hair. She was on her lunch break and had nothing to do. The other women there didn't like her much, she was too nice and cheerful for them it seemed. So she resloved hersef to lying on the sofas in the lobby for an hour after she'd eaten. Just thinking things over and chatting happily to whoever walked past.

 

Self-denial? Impossible. Sad, but true. He couldn't admit to himself... so he denied it once more. There was nothing in his mind about Larxene, and vice versa. He considered the elementary manner of expressing one's thoughts. True, you'll hurt the other in order to get attention. Was that truly the real reason for the way she behaves with him? Tangling questions filled his mind as he once again spaced out. What was his reason for always coming up to her, always finding some sort of enjoyment in bickering with her?
Damn. He couldn't avoid it. The matter and question still lingered, floating like a dark cloud over his head.
Larxene liking him.
What would he do?
“Umm...†he mumbled as Zexion was about to leave the table. “I cannot do anything about it if my answer was not good enough for you Zexion... but I stand by what I said.â€
His voice shook as he spoke.
"Got it memorized?"
No sooner the three words left his mouth, his espresso arrived. Smiling weakly at the waiter, he picked up his cup (his hands shaking) and took a sip, forgetting the drink was hot.
He gasped and quickly put the cup down. He pushed the cup away from, for he was no longer in the mood. He rested his elbows on the table and buried his face his hands... avoiding any stares, glares, giggles... and questions.

 

rexejon stood up ''i think i am going now'' said rexejon

 

Demyx still sat there only half listening. He crossed his arms a while ago and was just thinking really. Axel and Larxene? Can't happen. No hearts. I wonder who would be with Larxene if we did had hearts. It's funny that I'm thinking about this... All I care about is having a good time but now that is subject is brougt up....


ooc dem...could you please play with your other person? sorry if I sound mean

Kya nodded "Bye"

 

''seeya'' rexejon started to walk away and looked to his hands ''what if....'' said rexejon

 

She berely heard him not knowing if he was talking to her or not but she just have to ask. "What if what?"

 

''huh oh nothing'' said rexejon and smiled and walked to the exit

 

"Bye." She said after him and then looked at her hands which were folded on her lap

 

"No, I don't got it memorized," Zexion deadpanned, by now up from his chair and standing, his book comfortably under his arm as he studied Axel carefully, who had placed his face on his hands. Just the fact that the question shook him this way was enough to tell that he was more in a state of self-denial than preceded, and for a moment, he gazed at him inquisitively, "Well, just to warn you, if you don't take the chance now and think it over, then someone else will take her. She has another male eye on her, that I won't name, so don't ask me, but take this as a incentive. Larxene is a very attractive woman, and she won't wait forever. There's a reason she 'hates' you so much, and is not because she actually does hate you, but she's perhaps more in a severe case of self-denial than you are, and in turn, wants to distance herself from you. Of course, this is only a hypothesis, I've still yet to hound her about it."

He didn't want to give Axel more pressure, but as he was walking away from the table, he added offhandedly, "And you must've angered her alot, considering she had tears in her eyes."

OOC: And with that, I'll have Marluxia as my third character, if I can.

 

ooc of course you can

 

Xaldin walked acorss the halls looking for the EXIT sign. The place was like a labyrinth. He wondered the all for about straight 5 minutes before locating the elevator. He pressed the 'down' button and waited. He stood there with is arms crossed, left foot tapping agaisnt the carpeted floor. After a brief moment, the door opened and he stepped inside. Seeing there were no one else around the pressed the 'close door' button and pressed the next button which would take him to the lobby. THe inside of the elevator was surrounded by mirrors, and was illuminated with bright white lights, which gave the elevaort a very shiny and glisteneing feeling. He leaned against the mirror awating his destination. He listened to the soft classical music playing inside when the elevator dinged and the doors opened, revealing the busy lobby and its people. He walked into the crowd and headed for the cafe located at the far end of the huge room.

He looked around to sopt a few familiar faces, Demyx, Axel and Zexion. Ignoring them like he always had, he walked over to the counter ordring a small coffee to go.

 

rexejon was now outside and looked around ''where shall i sleep tonight'' rexejon said

 

OOC: i~ got a hunch on who it is.. ^_^-



"Yea...." he muttered something under his breath as Zexion walked away. He raised his head just a bit to look at the man leave.
"What makes you think I care if there was another man.... after her." he mumbled, not sure if he'd heard that. Finishing his sentence, he again went back to his previous positio, buring his face in his hands. The wrods thats left Zexion's mouth rushed in his head, banging on the door which he tried to keep shut.
No. He didn't care if there was indeed another man's eye on her. What did he care. All he wanted on this trip was to have a little fu--
"Who is he!?" A sudden voice screamed. He looked up in shock as if someone had actually screamed it at him.
He looked around see the figure of Zexion walking away, and Demyx still enjoying his plate of marshmellows. That was him. It was his own voice. What what that about? He thought of this as he slowly slipped out of his chair, ready to leave, not before hearing the last few words Zexion left in his platter.
"What?" he thought "She has tears in her eyes?"
He stood there like a fozen being, one hand resting on the table as his eyes followed Zexion walking out of the cafe. He curled his hand into a fist as his eyes narrowed... in anger or in frustration, he didn't know. His fist shook as he slammed it at the table.
"Damn!" he yelled. Without another word, he stormed off away from the table, laving Demyx and heading opposite of Zexion, out the door out into the falling snow.

 

ooc so do I

"What's wrong with him...?" He wondered outloud


Kya saw Axel leave in the snow No! He'll be hurt just like...her

 

rexejon saw behind the resort a ally and walked into it and layed down in the snow