Organization XIII Within Castle Oblivion

Zexion looked at Graxe and went into his 'schemer pose' and stared at the member for a moment. Along with his pose he gave a slight nod of his head and stopped his 'schemer pose'.
"Sure..." The schemer said, "but... Could I question what you need me for first?"

((I think I'm going to number the OCs if no one minds by the way so everyone here knows ^.^; ))

 

Demyx walked away from Luxord. He walked into the other room and decided to see what the others were doing while he waited for Axel. "I'm not sure of what the others are doing?" he shrugged his shoulders and leaned against the wall as well. "Wow now I know what it feels like to lean against a wall like you do," Demyx spoke up.

 

"I know you saw what installed that night. Way down in the last basement. You do know what is does, don't you? I know you're smarter than you look, Ienzo." Graxe stared at him intently. "Or do you wish to not be called that anymore?"

 

The schemer glared blankly at Graxe. He found it rude and it somewhat angered him, but, he wouldn't dare tell that to the nobody. Then again he knew things could be much worse... In ways, what Graxe just did was taunt Zexion for lacking a heart. The schemer merely swayed his head at the nobody.
"I'd rather not be called Ienzo..." He mumbled.
Zexion wanted to say more, but, a part of him wouldn't let him. The schemer wanted to curse himself for this minor weakness. He also was upset for the member getting into his business and listening in on him. Zexion knew in the back of his mind, Graxe made him want to trust members less and less. Either way, in ways, the only reason they were a organization. Was for was Kingdom Hearts, to gain a heart. Then for them to split up and go their own ways. Why should there be trust within the Organization?

 

Graxe frowned. "You're pissed. Not that I'm not surprised." She started walking past him and then stopped. "Y'know, I'm telling you about the thing in the last basement because you're the only other person other than me that I think is responsible enough to use it. Go check it out. You just might like it. Just watch out for the power switch." She then continued going upwards. At least you have the luxury of having a real name.

 

Something was missing and she stopped, whirling around behind her seeing Marluxia had disappeared from her side. "Thought he was right there" Larxene mumbled to herself, she begun to retrace her steps to find Marluxia who probably got caught up talking to someone. One thing about Marluxia was he was social, unlike her self who could careless for mindless chitchat amongst the organization. Poking her head into a room, she scanned the room for Marluxia which was apparent he wasn't here either.

The whole basement levels were dead silent, only the echos of her shoes could be heard through out the levels. Xensela stopped at a large book case, her eyes reading title after title of different assortments of books. She picked a book that sounded the most interesting, Astronomical sounded much like a magic book of some sort. Sitting down against a wall and opened the book, she begun to slowly read the first paragraph although by far this wasn't a magic book.

 

Zexion sulked his head down as Graxe disappeared from his slight up the stairs. He was mad indeed, which he didn't get that way a lot. The schemer knew of just about everything. And knew much more things about what goes on within the basement. As well as what lingered within it, but, Zexion didn't what to deal with something that may give him a burden upon his shoulders.
'I may have the luxury of having a name, but, in ways... How does it matter? It is a scar inside me that remembers me of how much I used to feel for life!' Zexion thought with much agony.

The schemer walked away from the book shelf he was going to get a book from. Then he let out a annoyed sigh and closed his eyes for a moment. He stopped and reopened them, perhaps he would check on his lexicon. Either way, what was within it was something important to him in a secret way. A way, he knew he'd only keep to himself and it'd remain that way. Since the lexicon lied to every other eye but his own. Zexion summoned his book into his hands and made a weak smile to himself. Really now, he didn't think today would get him any more bored or annoyed...

He opened a dark vortex and entered into it. Zexion reappeared in a hallway in the upper floors. Walking them aimlessly and reading his lexicon now. Zexion was quite stressed and wouldn't seem to stop being upset. He questioned himself, 'why can't I get over it?' thoughts ran through his mind. The schemer glanced up and saw a glimpse of Repliku disappear behind a hallway corner. Zexion figured he was either now following Namine or Vexen but didn't mind because at least he wasn't trying to hurt anyone...

 

He stood waiting for Larxene for awhile, it was getting irritating that she was jacking around. He really wanted to gain his vengeance on Xaldin and wash his hands clean, he stood silently taking a deep breath and closing his eyes as he entered Xaldin's bedroom. He would just do everything by himself and leave her out, either way it would be a whole lot easier then if Larxene was witness to him. He took out a small sewing kit and looked at the wardrobe, taking out robes the man had and sewing the sleeves shut. Although the smell of dirty laundry filled the room it seemed, of course Marluxia was rather finicky about his bedroom. After he was done with a few robes, he stopped getting a bit paranoid about being caught. He got up and put all of the man's robes back, he then headed towards the door but stopped. He finally exited the room rather proud of himself, it was the best he could have come up with though Larxene probably would have done a lot worse.

 

Xemnas was sitting alone in a throne room in Castle Oblivion. Xemnas finally said, "What must I do to get a heart?" Xemnas after a couple of minutes added "Though why should I care for a heart since I am a Nobody and I can not care..."

Meanwhile:

Xarkness was standing in a room where there was nothing but him and darkness. Xarkness started saying, "In here the shadows just consume you...," Xarkness then said nothing. After a while it was still silent.

 

Demyx wondered what the other nobodies were doing in the castle? He was waiting for Axel. "Hey Axel, I'll be back. I'm going to see what the others are doing," he walked to the another part of the room. "I wonder if the boss is here? I bet I'll find him in the throne room or at the Altar of Naught."

 

Axel watched Demyx leave and sighed as he went after him hoping to see where the other Organization members were at as well. The flurry of dancing flames gritted his teeth as he tried to ignore the pain in his arm which was beginning to irritate him now. It needed to be treated, but he couldn't find the ointment for it. It was down in the basement where Vexen kept all of his fast healing medicines there so no one would use them as pranks or use them for injuries not so serious and wasted. However, Axel didn't feel like going down there for one reason he knew he would get distracted probably and break Vexen's flasks and science formulas on purpose just to see him get mad and have a fit. The room was terribly cold for his liking since it was the lowest part of the castle.

 

"So where should I go then? Where would the boss be?" He turned around to see Axel standing there. "Hey are you going to come with me to see the boss?" he eyes sparkled as he tugged on his arm.

 

Xemnas was still alone. After a while he said in a calm tone since he had no emotion since he had no heart, "Where are they?"

Meanwhile

Xarkness was alone in a room that was a dark void. There he said, "So this is what the heart looks like..."

 

Xero walks down a empty hall. "Alright, this is starting to get boring. I need some action. HEY! ANYONE HERE?!" yelled Xero.

 

((sorry everyone I haven't came on for some time, been a little busy))

Zexion stopped for a moment before continuing to go on walking down the hall. The schemer toke another turn away from where Repliku went off to. For a mere minute, Zexion thought he heard one of the members yelling in the hall. But, the schemer ignored it and went on walking, though, unsure where to...

 

Axel was taken back by Demyx's arm on him as he shook harshly to have the noturne let go of him. He wasn't sure if he should tell the sitar player that he needed to find treatment for his arm which was throbbing more painfully. He gritted his teeth trying to stay brave and ignore the pain, but it was slowly getting to him. "Fine, we will go find the boss and then I have to go do something." He walked ahead of Demyx hoping he wouldn't see that he was in pain.

 

Demyx noticed that Axel was in pain and it made him feel guilty for dragging the fire wielder everywhere with him. "Axel if you're in pain just tell me ok?" He led his friend over to the bathroom cabinet and put some cream onto the sore area. "I could tell you needed something."

 

Graxe, now reverting to a guy, reached the first basement. "Man, this place needs a major revision. It's like a maze down here." he says to himself. Can't wait to blow this place up.

 

Axel looked at Demyx with a confused expression on his features and surprised that the melodious nocturne had somehow known that the fire wielder was in pain. Was he that obvious of showing his pain now? Or was he doing it on purpose to get attention? Whatever the reason he was still skeptical that Demyx would even help him out. "How did you know that I was in pain? Actually the better question would be why would you help me?"

 

Demyx shrugged his shoulders not caring what Axel said or not. Of course he cared about him, but he didn't know how to express it and if he did then Axel would most likely judge him and call him a fool or something in that regard. "Lets just say I wanted to. I don't want to see you like this all right?" he pulled up Axel's leather sleeve and rubbed some cream upon the injured area. "There... That wasn't so bad," he pulled the sleeve back down.