Love in the Snow

He laughed. "But ti does annoys him...."

 

"Ooh, call him Sexy Zexy. That should bug him no end if just plain old Zexy naffs him off!" Chrys laughed cheerfully.

 

"I would love to but I'm a guy."

ooc I do that

 

OOC- So would I... That an ask Marluxia if he was "a professional transvesite" you have to of seen Eddie Izzard to get that though...

"That'd creep him out even more." She laughed "I'll do it one day then. It'd be great fun."

 

ooc xD​

"go right ahead"

 

Chrys looked around for a breif moment to check to see who, if anyone was watching. "You ready to run? If it does annoying him it won't be advisable to stick around to long."

 

He smiled. "I'm ready any time"

 

"Right." She grinned, nodding her head as the smile widened. Placing her thumb against her forefinger and blowing hard against them, creating a loud wolf-whistle. "Hey, looking sexy Zexy!" Chrys called out loudly. Trying her hardest not to start laughing her head off at whatever his response may be.

 

ooc aww...lets wait for twilight now

 

Zexion's eye twitched again, but he chose to ignore it as he frowned, his eyes narrowing slightly, keeping on walking. It seemed the girl had Demyx's immaturity as well. Still, with his mind concentrating, he summoned a huge boulder the right size for the hall, and it began to chase after the two in out of control rolling.

 

"Oh... no..." Chrys laughed, "Like I said. We better run!" She giggled, turning her back on the boulder, grabbing Demyx's hand as she did so and running away. Hopefully pulling Demyx along with her.

 

"Jerk!" He yelled after Zexion and got pulled along

 

"Some people just can't take a joke!" She laughed as they ran.

 

Zexion let the boulder run after them with a small smirk on his face. He was the jerk, but they were the ones who ignored him when they were talking and called him "Sexy Zexy". When he counted to about a minute, he simply blinked his eyes, and the boulder disappeared, as it was simply a illusion. While his illusions can become real, and they were, his mission wasn't for them to burn their lungs out by running, but more of a threat to watch what they say, as he wasn't for playful remarks. Kept going, and he'll probably send something else after them.

 

Oh.Sorry. Well I am happy it still worked out.

Clay walked through the halls, begging for himself to get to a room where there wasn't any single person in.
Walking around, he spotted a grey haired person.
Clay shrugged, walking into a hallway which had boulder tracks. He looked both ways, examing the wreckage, and collapsed on the floor, thinking, I hate my job.

 

He stopped running. "for the record you called him Sexy Zexy and not me"

 

OOC: it was pretty obvious... but since you came up with the knock, I knew you had someone perticular in mind, and Marly immidiately came straight into my mind. =]

Soranspartanti, that was an illusion... it shouldn't have left a mark. =]



Many words ram through Axel's head, but none worth (or perhaps either appropriate) saying out loud, so he kept them to himself. He stood in front of Larxene, his face scowling, gritting his teeth in displeasure. Why? Why must it be like this? He hated that man. His mere presence outside his door was enough to tick him off. Why had he come to him as this time of the night?
True, he didn't enjoy the company of any of the Organization members aside from his buddies Roxas and Demyx... and now introducing Larxene (not that he didn't enjoy her company before, but now the aspect of his attention had shifted towards a deeper feeling than friendship), his love. He could not stand to endure the sight of that pink haired exceptionally. Something about Marluxia always made him shiver in anger and hate... the way he was always close to Larxene, how he laughed with her and how he was constantly kept her company. Remembering these things, his anger boiled in him, doubling for disturbing the serenity. Clenching his fists tightly, he looked over his shoulder to the door. He could just picture the figure of him standing on the other side, smirking.
“Damn you Marluxia... Damn you to oblivion!”
Marluxia had replied back to Axel's question, ending it with a question of his own. Concerned? He was concerned for her? Oh how precious. Not only that, but he also wished to enter his room? He shut his eye, narrowing them as he curled his lips, he already knew the answer to that question, no need to have second thoughts there. Taking a quick glance at Larxene, he was about to turn and head for the door, to simply deny him his consent, and a quick lie. The moment his (currently) scowling eyes met Larxene's face, the expression dropped. She was gazing at the door, almost confused as she ran things through her mind. She thought about something, something deep. Had she too wanted to meet him? But then she looked at him inquisitively, waiting to see what he'd do. Though only briefly, the look on her face almost shown some type of frolic and concern at the sound of Marluxia's voice. He only wished that she'd have just given him the answer instead of anticipating a response from him.
Only debating with himself for less than a second, he made up his mind. No, he'll not allow anyone to ruin this night. He intended to spend the remainder of this beautiful night with Larxene, and Larxene alone... and he'll have what he desired. Turning his back to Larxene, he swiftly walked over to the door, and without opening the door he answered to the waiting Marluxia.
“I don't know where she is Marluxia.” he said bitterly, eyeing Larxene, hoping she wouldn't object to him lying. “I'm sure she's around some place, if she's not that the lodge, then check the town... she'd bound to be there. I'll see you tomorrow Marluxia... good night.”
Hoping to have driven him away (hopefully as far as the town), he gave a sigh of relief. He looked forward to a quiet night alone... along with his only love.




Xaldin continued to walk through the cozy streets hunting for a quiet place to dine. Pulling up his hood to cover his long dangling deadlocks from the falling snow. Stuffing his cold hands inside his pockets, he continued his walk in town, stopping once or twice in front of restaurants to see if it was the place. After many twists and turns down the streets, he finally found what suited his apatite, a small, but eloquent Japanese Cuisine & Sushi Bar. He was dreadfully hungry, so he didn't waste ant time before entering the restaurant.
The whole restaurant was delightfully decorated with candles and its walls lined with traditional Japanese art. The waiter led him through the mazes of tables to his own petit table by the window. Taking his seat, making himself comfortable, he ordered for his drink, a simple double martini... of course along with his dinner as well, Oden and a simple bowl of Miso soup. All the while he waited for his food ad drink to arrive, he'd decided to check out the campfire festival he's left behind before heading back to the lodge.

 

OOC: Yeah, I thought why not make his entrance this way? xP

"Axel, Axel, Axel..." Marluxia repeated in total amusement as he repeated his name, the smirk not yet leaving. Sighing arrogantly, he knew someone was there with him, he had heard a voice before Axel had ever spoken to him, and now, it was even more suspicious because he didn't open the door. That was just simply a test. And the pyromaniac passed with flying colors. And there was no doubt in Marluxia's mind that the redhead was not alone. He wondered, if, figuratively, Larxene was there with him, how did the sudden closeness come about? If anything, he remembered clearly the looks Larxene had given him long before, which told him she might like him. And of course, he repaid her with giving her one flower each day, different types, and left neatly in her desk. As tough as Larxene was, she was still at female at...heart? Heh. He'll say soul. However, he had been predicting that she was straying away from him because of Axel for awhile, and despite the fact that there was a chance that she may not be with him, the thought annoyed him nevertheless.

Time to play his trump card. "I'm sure she's not there, Axel, as I'll pretend I didn't hear you speaking to someone before me. Larxene, if you're there, could you at least say so?"

The said Larxene somehow wished she could, to see if he left them, just for now, but she was currently voiceless, and therefore, when she said "I'm fine", it came out not even as a whisper, but a rasp. A complete silent rasp. People might've just done better reading her mouth. She let out a breath in disappointment, along with anger at her own worthlessness. Larxene even saw Axel give her a exasperated look when she eyed him in question of what he was going to decide, and she unintentionally felt like a inept baggage on his shoulders. Now she wondered if he didn't want her here anymore. It was at that thought that her eyes shifted to look at the bed covers, her face blank as she simply gazed at nothing except that, avoiding anything he might do. She didn't think Marluxia was going to leave unless he figures that she was honestly there, and even then, she wouldn't know what else he'll do. It was worst considering how much both Axel and Marluxia despised each other for some reason that was unknown to her, especially seeing how furious Axel was, so this night was slowly tumbling downhill already.

Couldn't God just let her have this time for herself and Axel? That's all she asked for. Despite her past with Marluxia, she wanted time with who she had come to love, without ever meaning to, and the scythe wielder had her attention for more longer years, so it was Axel's turn. And she wanted it as well. While she might still hold some attraction to the man at the door, it didn't mean anything except admiration for his looks, and therefore, he needed to be gone. With the help of her hands and the lack of strength in her arms, she tried to sit up as her body shook, wincing slightly as a pain shot through her as her face grimaced from it, but she ignored it.

She had to do something.

 

what goin on? i've still got the key card teehee what will do you when you find out devon has it... burn her?

Devon sat outside... in the cold... but eating an ice cream.. she didn't understand herself why she was eating it, just wanted to

 

"I know, but you said you'd love to do it but you're a guy. I'm not a guy sooo... I did it." She giggled. "You have to admit that was just a little bit fun, right?!