Love in the Snow

since when did he have a heart... lol i loved that fight before - i dont knwo what to say

 

he doesnt... O.o he only believes he does.... remember the convo he's had with roxas on the tower.. that a heart is something you can't see... so he believe that he does indeed have one.

 

OOC: Have to disagree on that *gasps of shock* xP. It was only Roxas that had said a heart is perhaps something you can't see, but the conversation surrounded Roxas having his own heart really, not anybody else. Even Axel said that Roxas was different from Naminé and him in that same scene about him having one. In the Novels, Axel doesn't fully believe it either, though he wonders about it deeply, confused. Even when he dies, he was cynical and made a joke about it.

"You didn't finish telling me your name," Zexion offered, once more, finding out exactly how she was feeling, simply because he could sense the tension as well. He sighed tiredly, holding back a yawn, wondering how long in the night it was so far, as he never really stood this late unless it had to do with research, discoveries, or reading a book. Marluxia had since long walked next to the bed, leaning on the wall beside Larxene as the nurses were finishing up, looking bored, and all the rest were just silent, nobody needing to say anything. He had watched the "woman" deal with the Owner, as he didn't feel like doing so himself, and so he simply stood back and stared. With his soothing calmness, the Cloaked Schemer added casually, "My name is Zexion."

Marluxia just moved his eyes around, not finding anything to do at this moment, just waiting. It felt like a hospital, where you had to be patient as you sit out in the lobby. However, when he heard a rustle, he found that the nurses added the final touch, and soon, they backed away from Larxene...rather too willingly, having a new bandage around her head, the blood making a crimson stain amongst the white, but as a minute passed, he had gathered that it wasn't as bad as it used to be, now that it was taken care of a professional, and the dot was small. Thinking that now would be a good time to return her back to her room once the attendants left for her to rest, he prepared to announce it to all soon.

Still, he found himself going back to the green eyed girl offering a drink to the manager, and remembering how Larxene coughed and her vocals were scraped, he figured she needed some water, a liquid to soften the dryness. Out of all the simplest things to tend to her, they had forgotten to give her something to drink. He himself felt thirsty. Gazing at nobody in particular, he went to state, "Drinks would be good, actually. Larxene needs some water for her throat, it would be good for her, along with some pain killers. And I have the urge to get some water as well..."

He took a glance at Larxene, as if asking if she wanted some, and she gave a nod of confirmation.

OOC: Wish Axel would come, just to add a little show xD.

 

OOC: I'll be returning to that convo on the PM... *_* RAWR.


“Ah... sure.†Se replied, snapping out of her thoughts and ideas for the upcoming ball. “Only water? I can call room service if you want.†She walked over to the small coffee table and poured a glass of water for Larxene and another for Marluxia. As he placed the glasses onto a tray, she heard the gray haired man speak to her about her name, which she still hadn't had the chance of introducing.
“Oh... forgive me.†She smiled holding the tray, then walking over to Marluxia and Larxene. As a host must tend to her guests, she handed the glass to Marluxia, and picked up the glass intended for Larxene, but was reluctant to hand it to her, thinking if Marluixa would want the pleasure of handing it to her, or perhaps helping her drink it as well, which of course he did. After gulping down his own glass of water, he quickly took the second glass from her hand and sat down by Larxene.
Marluxia seemed to truly care for this woman... even if she didn't hold any feelings for him. Though she wondered how much of it was true. A woman in pain will often fall for the next affectionate hand, which of course was now Marluxia. His expression, this entire time, had been intimidating, but the look he gave her was far in contrast to that. Amazing what love can do to a person. Sighing, she picked up the spare glass along with the tray and walked back to the small coffee table. Placing them down, she returned to the same posture in which she stood before.... standing straight, elegant, quiet, and her arms around herself as she once more looked at the two in front of her.
"My name is Zexion."
“Hmm?†She turned to him. “Oh! Hello, Zexion.†She once more extended her slender hand towards the man.
“My name is Ren, I'm the new Interior Designer of this resort.â€

 

OOC: Note here, you can'tt ake over other people's character, that's called god modding or powerplayin, or whatever. Not that Marluxia wouldn't have done that, so I don't really care, but just in case for future reference. People here are kind of strict on that one.

By the way, take your time with the PM.

Marluxia had taken the glass of water given to him, noticing that the woman was hesitating on the other glass made for Larxene, so he took it from her, wanting to help the hurt beauty drink it. The blonde could hardly move...holding a glass of water by herself might take the chance of spilling, so it was better to play safe, as this was not their bedroom. Heading towards the bed, he sat down beside her once more, thankfully not needing to sit her up as she was propped in that position, and he placed his own glass in the side table after he took a big gulp of it. He heard Zexion and the girl speak a few seconds later...her name being Ren, though his focus was now on Larxene as it should be. Placing a arm around her mid-back for some extra support, he pressed the glass to her lips, and once she grasped it with her mouth, he slowly tilted the cup as she drank. After letting her have quite a full, he gave her a break there...though it was then that Larxene caught him by surprise again, as she then rested the side of her side on his chest tiredly, sliding herself over just a little closer to his body, her eye twitching painfully, before her eyellids half lid close a little.

Quite shocked again, he took a moment to take this all in, silent...but once he started to note just what she'd done, he simply smiled a little, somewhat gaining more confidence that if he kept trying, he might actually win her over, no matter how far it appeared. As long as Axel was out of the way, it would be fine...in fact, he already was. He hadn't done anything, and he doubted he would...the guyc had basically paved the road for him.

After waiting just a bit, he went to raise the glass again for her to sip, which she took gently. This almost made him feel like he was taking care of a toddler...

Larxene kept sucking up all the clear liquid like it was her life's mere survival, finding the cool feeling smoothing her throat as the water slid past, making her vocal chords less strained, and the scratchy patch where her voice faltered leave. It was hard to know what she was thinking...all she knew was that her mind was blank, as was everything, and that she was glad the nurses were done from all their fuzzing. By the second time she took a sip though, she managed to finish the whole glass of water, only for her to fully close her eyes sleepily, finding them stinging again, though she guessed that the red puffiness had gone away. She was so...fatigued, broken-down, spent...in all...in all turns...mentally, emotionally, and physically. Larxene really hated the worlds right now (when hasn't she throughout her lives?), and wished she could leave them permanently. Nuzzling her face more into Marluxia's chest, she laid there, with his touch and warm temperature...despite it not being the touch and body heat that she desired from someone else. But she knew she was never going to experience the feel and essence again, as much as it killed her. Never.

So she didn't mind.

Zexion nodded politely, staring at her, only getting distracted for a second when the nurses left after saying a few parting words and bits of advice, walking out of the room. He got back to Ren. "Interior Designer? What's the occasion? I didn't think that's a position on a hotel staff..." He eyed her for awhile, before hearing a small, tiny sound of a accidental slurp, and his calculating eyes shifted to the two on the bed, Marluxia's own water abandoned while he tended to Larxene. Zexion had to admit, the kind of care he had for the female was quite admirable, but what quite startled him was Larxene's action. He watched it with pure interest, thinking that she migth've done it because she was weary...though he was aware it was more than that. Larxene was broken...and as human reaction, the body takes whatever affection it was offered to somehow drive away...the loss. If not, it had to also be something psychological to how she was thinking.

He sighed inwardly, pondering whether Marluxia was, in fact, good for her. He was definitely doing more than Axel was right now, and as much as he had supported the redhead, he had lost all faith of him coming around. He would lose her...because he wanted to, and didn't do anything at all, wrappped in his delusion. Very well. Zexion didn't know what was so curious about that girl he was with, yet he seemed to be taking his time with her after specifically hearing Larxene was in need of medical help. That was it. It was over. Such a shame too. Axel could whine and regret all he wanted after, but it was him to blame in the end when he had the door open for him to fix it. It somehow still boggled him how a person can be suffering so much from that type of ******ation...

Guess Axel...walked away from something wonderful. Hmm.

 

dam dont know what to say

 

Ulp! :speechless-smiley-0 (runs to the bathroom) gah! disgusting!

 

thats mean soran

 

OOC: I mostly think he was talking about the romance because there's nothing to be sick about there, but for whatever reason, that's still acting like a little kid.

 

i like anthing except horror, but i still dont know what to say

 

OOC: Well, considerin g Axel just said "Fine, fine.." is hard to think what to say. Maybe you could give him advice, like that he should figure things out himself if he was so sad about it instead of doing nothing, but...regretting. Or something.

 

she doesnt know about that stuff yet

"You should lie down", she advised

man i really wanted that fight to continue

 

OOC: :blink: wtf... ... well w/e... I'm not gonna say anything. O.o

%^#@!!!! &$^@!!! DD= Thankx for pointing that out *TN*. I keep doing that! *smack* If you do see that shyte elsewhere... do feel free to point them out hun! I really need to be careful on that type of crap. DDD=


"I've replaced the old Interior Designer in the resort. He was in charge of organizing the annual 'Winter Masquerade Ball'" She replied to Zexion. "I hear it is the tradition of this resort when it was first opened."
Ren continued to talk, otherwise, the dreaded awkward and bitter silence might return. She turned to Lynn and apologized for keeping her there in the silence as she first attended to her first three guests.
"After Larxene is feeling better, you all must attend the ball. It's a very beautiful and elegant banquet, I must say. I've come here in the past year." She continued. "It..... should also lighten the mood..." Referring to Larxene.


Devon's voice was concerned, and he knew well that he shouldn't involve her in his personal matters. Lucky girl, so innocent... it must be so good to not know about the pains of love. He breathed heavily with his opened mouth. He stared into space for only a moment before returning to his cocky old self. It was sudden, an epiphany.
"Devon.... Can you please get me a glass of water?"
He must get a hold of himself, he thought. If he lost himself now, how will he fight for her? Larxene was HIS... and if she refused, he will MAKE her his. That pink slime bag will not steal her away from him. Not in this life.
"And please... hurry." He added. He must not break like a fragile piece of lead, he must be strong and determined. He will not sit here and mope and brood over his loss. Mistakes happen, and this was the time to correct them.


OOC: My god... Excuse my short (half-@ssed) response for the moment... I totally knocked out when I got home from school today. DDD= And I needed to do my essays for my classes tomorrow! O.o' I'm so out of it right now! D=

 

ooc I got grounded still am. Only reason why I am on now is because everyone is asleep(I hope), Get ungrounded in a month

"Yes it normally is. My family always used to hold the ball and I want to conutine the tradition."

 

aww come back soon

 

I'll sneak on every now and then (like I am doing now)

 

"Nice to know there will be a Ball. Well, I doubt most of us in this room will feel up to it though. Including myself. I don't know about Marluxia, and Larxene...I don't think she'll be up for anything after this...." Zexion responded to the Manager named Lynn (pin) and Ren, slightly staring over at Marluxia and Larxene, the girl falling asleep in his hold as the pink haired man took the chance there to finish drinking his water. Unless something changed, he was sure that the blonde wouldn't want to join festivities, he could even see her just spending time in her hotel room. It was just that...the way she looked, so...pained and so...lifeless. It was one thing for Axel to not do anything for his love, whether he had the feelings or not...from what he'd seen, they weren't strong for him to be so ignorant. Yet, it was another thing to break a girl the way he did. Sighing, rubbing his forehead, he also went to say, "It's getting late though...we better get going."

"I agree. I'll take Larxene back to her room, as she's almost sleeping. Don't worry, I'll also do the job of watching over her, just in case..." Marluxia told them, mostly looking at Zexion as he gave a nod of his head. He then shifted his eyes to look down at the drowsy blonde, still resting in his chest, her breathing slowing every minute that passed. As he gazed at her face slightly, he could perfectly see she was a beautiful thing...pale, vibrant, flawless skin, soft to the touch without any harm, rosy cheeks, pink lips...and he knew the blue, aquatic orbs that hid behind those long eyelashes. Marluxia sighed, smiled to himself. Someone like her shouldn't be alone.

Now though, he had to lift her up and take her away for her to finally rest in her proper bedroom. He didn't know about the Ball just yet, it really depended, he wasn't the type to like those kind of activities.

 

OOC: I've been thinking... for the story's sake... should I make Axel woo Larxene later or tonight? O.o'


Ren gave a small nod as Marluixa suggested to take Larxene back to her room so she could get some proper rest. Larxnene needed time away from company. Looking at the sleeping Larxene, she thought just how unfortunate it was, that such a dreadful thing had taken place in such an awesome and beautiful place. Sometimes the worse only hits you in the most abhorrent times.
"I understand." She simply said. True, even she would detest the sound of a ball if she had been in the same place as Larxene. Though she'd remained conscious for the most part, her form and soul itself looked unconscious. Her fingers slightly grazing at her own lips, her eyes quickly fluttered from one being to another. Zexion's concern for the woman was admirable... like a true friend, and Marluxia affection only made Ren smile meekly, for it was clear how he loved her immensely. Sad that her love had left her in such a state... but then again, she didn't know the whole story. She was perhaps butting into their business a little too much, even if it was only a thought. "But I would still hope to see you all there. The Ball is still not for a couple of weeks, so you all have plenty of time to deliberate on it, I trust."
With that she simply walked to her door to make Marluxia's exit a little easier, only to stop as her hand touched the cold handle. Would he even use the door... or just go back into the black whole? Looking back at their faces with a slight remark of confusion, she inquired, stammering, "Did you... want... or did you..."

 

OOC: I'd say make him do something tonight at least, to stop Larxene from pretending he doesn't exist xP. He has no chance then.

"We'll go out the normal way, of course. What esle do you expect us to do?" Marluxia replied, as if that was the most known action in all of time, giving Ren a secret stare, before gesturing with his eyes at the manager silently. She was the only excepttion to their powers simply because they thought she was harming Larxene, as a kidnapper, and originally, she wasn't suppose to live, if they had their way. Sighing as he put the empty glass of water back on the side table drawer as he finished, he carefully and softly, as he was planning to do, positioned Larxene well into his arms, around her mid-back and under her knees, before standing, carrying her bridal style, yet her head was still firmly on his chest. Walking to the door as he took one glance at them all, he gave a nod to the manager before reaching next to Ren by the door, waiting for her to open it patiently, Zexion, he could sense, following behind him. He really did think they had overstayed their welcome.

The Cloaked Schemer couldn't help, but somehow applaud Marluxia for his thought out answer as he begin to follow the scythe wielder out. He wasn't expecting it, due the man being so reckless at times and defiant. He stepped next to the other two after giving a quick polite bow to Lynn, standing behind as both him and Marluxia were prepared to leave. This was quite the night for sure, and he wanted nothing else, but to get his sleep as well.

 

i dont know what to do still but attempt something tonight