Love in the Snow

Demyx got the bill and sighed "But I'm broke!" He whined

 

rexejon woke up and saw some money ''how is that coming here,oh well'' said rexejon and walked to the resort again cause he was bored and walked to the lobby

 

OOC: This is a very character developed post for Larxene xP.

She hated Zexion. She damned him to Oblivion if it was possible, and she could even do it herself, and God, how perfect that would be. Watching him go with intense electric blue eyes, his words left a unwanted imprint on her that made her think over her own decisions and scruples. Great, not only was he getting into her head, he was f*cking right, and that just pissed her off even more. He didn't understand how hard it was, because he probably never got the luxury of what hell she went through, it wasn't like she didn't know about moving foward and not staying back while everyone flashes by to a future, it wasn't like she wanted it to be that way, is that she just couldn't, and every time she found herself trying, it was all worthless. She had very good reaosn to be scare dof loving Axel, and those were things the Cloaked Schemer had no clue on. Zexion had no damn right to talk to her about her wrongs or the wasted track she was on. She was about to flung the book she had on the table in frustration if it wasn't for the fact that she heard a slight swoosh behind her. Turning around, she saw the portal beginning to close in. Larxene gazed at it with uncertainty, something clenching in her stomach, and just making her eyes wet even more.

...if you're still not ready or do not want to reveal it just yet, the least you can do is talk to him, as he was just trying to make peace with you and you blew out on him for no reason, for a cookie. I'm sure even you know how stupid that sounds.

Still eyeing the black swirl of darkness, she didn't think she needed to, why now, anyway? They could just bump into each other one day, and it'll be back to normal, it wasn't like she gave a damn about whether she overreacted or not. Feeling the tears roll down her cheeks again without her consent, she wiped them away quickly, not wanting to cry anymore when it was useless to. It's only the first step, Larxene...it's your choice to take...

Reluctantly, she gave one step forward, though not at all sure on this, and she didn't know where it would lead her, for all she knew, Zexion was playing some type of trick on her. Nonetheless, she soon found herself walking through it before it was fully gone, only to get hit with a harsh draft of cold as it transported her outside in a clump of trees, the white and pure snow falling down gently, yet the ground barely covered in it as she was deep within the woods. Wrapping her arms around herself from the temperature as she listened to the portal close permanently beside her, her eyes shifted around, her hot breathing flowing out as smoke in the air. A bit too dark to see, and not sure if even the redhead was here, she called him meekly, "Axel...?"

Larxene wondered why the hell would he be doing here, but she had to remind herself that perhaps he wasn't in this place, and Zexion made a fool out of her in his own amusement.

 

The moon began its slow ascent unto dark sky, as the falling snowflakes flipped and turned as they each took their descent in contrast to the moon. One by one, the stars came out of hiding, and began their nightly winks at the trees, at the delicate woods. The cold winds came and went, gently caressing the leaves producing a unique symphony of the forest each time.
How did this happen? Why did this happen? Heading deeper into the woods, Axel did not take notice of anything. He carelessly walked through the dense trees, the branches scratching and tearing at his attire. He could care less for that coat at the particular moment, for only one thought drifted through his mind. Zexion's words still hounding at him, continuously repeating itself.

“.... she won't wait forever.”​

Does it matter? What does he care for? Despite denying himself that a part of him yearned to see her, at his side, a sudden urge to hold her... to stroke her cheeks and— He continued to create a chimera where he attempted to hide from these thoughts.
Aimlessly walking, he once more stumbled upon a clearing, not at all far from the previous one. Before him was massive lake, its tiny waves twinkling at the falling moonlight, and the gentle reflection of the sky was breathtaking. He walked to the edge, the rim of his boots almost touching the water. Leaning slightly, looking at his reflection he saw the state he was in. His face was a little dusty, cheeks red from the cold, and traces of small scars he'd gained walking through the trees were visible. His eyes were tired and red. Looking at his own reflection, he suddenly saw the reflection of Larxene smiling at him from behind.
How did she know he was here? How had she found him?
Surprised (and exhilarated), he quickly spun around... only to find the eerie shadows of the tress staring back at him, almost mockingly. He sighed and laughed at himself for his own stupidity.
Why would she come into the woods? He hadn't told anyone he was here. Looking back towards the lake, he stared off at the distance for a moment before looking up at the sky, buring his face in his hands. He laughed. The sound of his laughter sent a flock of Ravens in flight. He continued to laugh... as his eyes became a little blurry with a certain liquid filling them. He cuddled himself as the cold winds came back, watching the lake, as the bloodless moon cast its face.
He continued to gaze at the moon when he sensed another presence. There was another, besides him, in the woods. His moment of silence and his chance at serenity was about to be disturbed. Realizing it was a nobody like him, he quickly locked his mind, his thoughts, his feelings his desires, completely shut behind the door. He had no intention of going back to the resort, not yet, so he waited, quietly standing like he'd been, waiting for whomever it was to find him... if they can.

 

Larxene had walked a bit farther unto the woods, just a few steps, trying to see if she could spot Axel somewhere. She didn't even know why she had bothered, other than the fact that Zexion might have 'smelled' Axel here, the man was nowhere to be found, and if it was a trick, well, Zexion was going to die. Heading a litte forward, she just stopped, finding this to be completely stupid and a waste of time. Rubbing her arms as the cold was getting to her due to the fact that she wasn't exactly prepared for it, and feeling her cheeks a bit numb and her lips a little dry, she decided to screw it. About to open a portal back to the warm resort, she heard certain leaves ruffled, and she froze. It was in front of her, very much in front of her, and it sounded quite faint, yet she could hear it...something moving. Footsteps? She tried to call again, her senses now alert, more loud. "Axel?"

Goodness, she didn't even know where she was going or where she was at, but then she heard the rustle again, and saw something moving in the shadows. Larxene swallowed, not at all scared, just curious. Was this some kind of joke set up by Zexion? Or was this Axel playing with her? She listened intently for any sort of sound, backing up a little, branches scraping the cloth of her cloak gently. She shivered, not because of this happening, really, but because she was literally getting really cold, and her teeth even began to chatter. The temperature, it seemed, was below zero or something, and if Axel was here, considering he had fire, he could take care of it, the lucky idiot he was. Larxene now paused when she heard running...steps, no...stomps coming at her really quickly, and about to portal herself out again, a animal popped out in front of her in a frenzy, and caught in complete surprise, she screamed loud as the thing appeared out of nowhere, covering her hand on her mouth.

The booming shriek must have bothered nature, because other rustles were flying and scurrying around the trees and grass, scared animals, perhaps, as well as making birds fly out of their nests into the black ink skies. Backing away as her eyes saw the looming moose keeping on stomping its legs, she didn't see where she was going as she headed backwards, until she finally tripped over a loose branch portruding from the ground. She easily fell down as her stomach flip flopped up her throat from the sensation, and rollled down what seemed to be long slope she didn't see, her face, her body, her arms, and legs, all hitting the ground roughly with each twirl, and all she remembered was her eyes seeing a rock as she kept going down, before her head hit a hard object, feeling intense amount of pain rattle through her skull before everything blacked out as a thick, red wetness rolled down her face.

 

ooc Dem do you mind making our people meet?

 

OOC- Dom's entrance time?

 

ooc yep (mostly cuz I'm bored....)

 

OOC- lol, It okay if I do it tomorrow? I have a banging headache and not a lot of time and a lot I want in the intro...

 

ooc okay. Tomorrow is fine

 

OOC- Thanks.

 

ooc no problem

 

Sharix continued to walk around the resort. she sure was bored. She decided to walk back to her room, it could be more entertaining in there alone than out here with a bunch of people she didn't know.

 

She walked out of the resort ad stood in the snow

 

A girl passed by her to go outside in the snow. She turned around looking at her. She sighed. better than nothing. she walked outside towards the girl. she stood beside her and looked at her. "hello."

 

She smiled, glad to see someone came up to talk to her this time "Hello"

 

"I'm Sharix." she said smiling as she introduced herself. "what's your your name?"

 

A scream. Axel quickly turned toward the no longer silent woods. Rattling and rustling noises filled the air as the scared animals fled, flocks of raves took flight, among other nocturnal birds. His eyes narrowed, lips tense and curled, his eyes studying and scanning the dark shadows of the trees. Though was a bit confused, he'd recognized the voice. It was all too familiar to him.
“Larxene?†he called softly, hoping for a reply. No answer. Was it some sort of a trick, or perhaps a sick joke? How in the world would she come here? He hadn't exactly declared his destination to everyone before leaving the lodge. It had to be a trick, it was impossible for anyone to find him here. Without further ado, he summoned his Chackrams through a swirl of sparks and flame, the first and real source of heat and light since he'd been in the woods. The rustling had ceased, the nearby animals had all scurried away.
“Is someone there?†He called out once more taking a step forward. “Larxene?â€
He leapt back as another new rustling sound came, ready to strike in case of an attack. He raised his left hand above his right shoulder, his other arm extended behind him, gripping his Chackrams tightly. He concentrated on the area where the noise seemed to originate. His shoulders tightened, eyes narrowing even more as his face tensed, almost scowling as he now saw the source of the rustling. A body rolled out of the dense trees, only stopping when it hit the large boulder at the shore of the lake. Instantly recognizing who it was by the tightly brushed yellow hair and the figure, he expeditiously rushed to her side.
“LARXENE!â€
His Chackrams instantly vanishing into thin air, he ran to her aid, confused and a little curious about who... or what could have done this to her. She lay limp against the boulder, utterly unconscious and bleeding.
“Oh my God....†he whispered as his fingers slightly touched her face, gently brushing the ruffled hair from her face, his hands shaking mildly as his fingers stroked her wounds.
Another deep rustle came from within the woods. A quick glance over his shoulder, he saw what had caused the noise this time around. An enormous bull moose was charging straight towards him and Larxene. He instantaneously dived, scooping Larxene in his arms, the bull missing them only by inches. He gently rested her on the cold snow and he summoned his Chackrams once more... he HAD to protect her.
It was not his intention to hurt the animal, no. It was just acting on instinct, deafening and protecting its territory. He threw his Chackrams at the animal's feet, hoping to scare it away, but the bull didn't budge. It charged at him once more, head low, its antlers pointing ready to headbutt and pin him to the ground. Axel was obviously too fast for the animal, for he leapt out of its way. This repeated itself a couple of times, and Axel was now getting impatient. Larxene was hurt, and needed to be treated right away, and this animal was not allowing for that to happen. He had to get rid of this pest, and he had to do it fast. What to do? Pain was the only answer now. Dodging the bull once more, he leapt into the air and mounted him. The bull now confused, went in a crazy tantrum of kicks and turns, as it tried to get Axel off its back. Jumping into the air, above the moose, he trapped the bull in a narrow ring of fire. The moose, scared and fearing for its life called out a desperate cry. This was his chance, hovering for a split second on the air, he shot back down toward the bull, his Chackrams hot and ready. He merely burnt the skin of the animal as it yelped in pain. His work was done, he slipped away from the bull and with a snap of his fingers, the fire ceased. Defeated, and now in fear of Axel, the moose limped away into the woods with two burnt imprints on its back.
Kneeling on the snow, Axel watched the animal walk away. Huffing and trying to catch his breath, he looked over to the still unconscious Larxene, hurt but at least safe for the moment. Standing up, he walked to her side. He felt her cheeks to find them almost as cold at the snow. If she was out here any longer, she'd freeze to death. He took off his coat and wrapped it around her freezing body before picking her up in his arms. Her head gently rested on his chest as he looked down on her petit face. A gentle warmth surrounded them, he had to keep her warm, and the wounds needed to be tended to. Not knowing where Larxene's room was in the resort, he was forced to go to his own. Though he could always ask at the counter, but it also meant badgering questions from all sorts of people. He didn't waste any more time. Holding onto her tightly, he opened a portal leading to his room. Staring at her sleeping form, he quietly stepped into the purplish black hole, the darkness swallowing him and Larxene.


OOC: phew! >_<

 

OOC: Whoa o.O...nice >D.

In the deepest part of her mind, there was a slight essence of her yet, she couldn't open her eyes, or move, or do anything worth twitching. Her body felt numb, like frozen ice, that if she moved, she was afraid she might break...so tired and lifeless. It tortured all over, every part of her skin was hurting and aching, and her strength was so meek that she couldn't do anything. Larxene somehow felt a lot though, even through unconsciousness. Was she unconscious? Or maybe this was dreaming...like a echo, or a dream whose sounds were far away, because she could hear grunting from a very long distance in the darkness, and dangerous stomps, the crackle and flickering of fire in the shadow, and someone...someone holding her, yet she couldn't tell who. All she smelled was the natural scent of spice, and something like soap mixed in. Her mind and brain were all black, yet she was...experiencing all this. Spice...it was familiar to her...it reminded her of...of...Axel...she had breathed that aroma every time he was near. Axel....it was then she also felt her face wet from something...the scent of metal, the taste of iron. Her head was pounding with pain, raking into her brain, and it stung, shuddering her very nerves, the main suffering coming somewhere on her forehead. The agony was tormented enough to feel like a much stronger gash...a much stronger version of when a kid falls down, and injures his knees as it scraped the skin hard on the asphault, sending a shudder through the vein. It was that way...it hurt a lot...

Her energy was diminishing and her breathing had slowed down to a dangerous degree, she could sense it in her chest louder than ever. Yet soon, a type of warmth rushed through her cold body...not artificial like a heater, but natural and crisp warmth that heated every single blood cell in her body...like the deepest of pure flame. It was so good...so nice...so comfortable, and something was wrapped around her too. Her dry lips moving, though barely, somehow breaking through as her brain processed the temperature, making the muscles in her jaw stir as messages were sent, she mumbled below than a whisper, along with the mixture of a hum, "...w...warm...Axel..."

However, after that, her senses were drifting away, and the feeling and all the sensations vanished as her voice and essence went to the dark again.

 

''can i have something to drink, coffee or something'' said rexejon and he get some coffee ''thanks'' rex said