Organization XIII's Rivals

OOC: Haha, yeah. I can only be on for a little bit right now, under the guidence of parents grr... haha, but I will be on again around 1:00 am, which is 4 hrs from now. :D

 

OOC: Then I'm going to take a break xD. I'll get on later, or from time to time.

 

OOC:...I'm so sorry, I lost your post again, Twilight!!!

 

OOC: Is okay, actually. I'm just randomly browsing so I'll just re-post it xP.

 

"Not exactly..." Zexion murmured, his voice barely audible. Turning, he said, "Anyway...Xangel is here...let me show you to her so you can observe her...but don't forget - she does not remember a thing about her past aside from coming her...so don't ruin anything."

Larxene was still curious about that...girl running below, but hearing Axel's voice, she tilted her head up and turned to him, with an exasperated look.
"Yes, what is it, Mr. Bedhead?" she asked, lightly tapping his forehead with her free left hand.

 

"And how useful is she when she can't remember anything? How will that help us get information?" Vexen constantly inquired, getting ready to portal out along with Zexion. "A big treat would be if we captured their leader, or that second-in-command we were close to tinkering with. Oh, and I found a bit of my truth serum missing..."

He gave him a accusing look.

Axel rolled his eyes after taking another bite of his sea-salt ice cream, sending her a dry look, his one eyebrow raised as if he found her incredibly amusing. Taking a example from her act, with his free hand, he pulled one of her antennae-like strands. "You're still with the teddy bear name of 'Mr. Bedhead'? I thought you were more witty, Buggy, so disappointed. But I digress." He flashed her a sarcastic grin, only to look back at the blaring streak of twilight rays from the sun, licking a bit of the cold pop from the bottom as it was starting to melt as he feared, though he was nearly done. Breathing after he stopped, he asked her what he was curious about, his tone serious, "I was wondering...do you remember your past? I mean, what was it like? You don't have to tell me if you don't have to, I don't want to pry..."

He had pondered sometimes about what made her the way she is. Or maybe it was natural.

 

"It was to see if she was telling the truth," Zexion said, smoothly. "And she isn't to be used for information..."
Appearing in the room Xangel was, he turned to her and said, "Vexen here will see to you for a moment..."

Seeing how serious the question was, Larxene turned away, gazing out at the orange sky. "I remember...I remember it quite well..." she said.
She stopped there. She wasn't sure if she wanted to tell him...or if he really wanted to know at all.

 

Vexen sighed, before turning to look at the girl, staring at her distatefully. She looked lost, but seemed fine either way. "I have heard you lost your memories? Would you mind telling me, the most you can remember, and how it happened?"

"You do? I only remember some of mine, that come in little pieces, but sometimes I can fit it together. Like...I remember my dad getting..." Axel trailed off there, finding it hard to speak as the images ran through his mind, and he felt himself clenched the stick on his popsicle, any harder he would break it in half. He gave a shaky breath, chuckling emptily, but still decided to give her a bit of him. "...getting shot, right in front of me, six bullets, to protect my small self. Our family wasn't rich, and since my father was the bigger source of income, my mom and I struggled after, couldnt even hold a funeral...we even lost our shaggy, pathetic home..."

Shaking his head, "feeling" downtrodden at the memories, he took another harsh bite of his ice cream, closing his eyes for a minute to brush them all away. As he opened them, he eyed Larxene with understanding, and a tad of sadness. "Would you like to share? I told you is if you want to...I get it."

 

"Be careful not to push her too much," Zexion hissed into Vexen's ear before portalling away, to alert the other members.

Larxene widened her eyes, as she turned to look at Axel, startled at how...upset he was...and his past...she never had known...never even thought of it.
Now, he was asking her...to talk about her past...something she hadn't wanted to bring up to her own self for a long while...
Turning away, she looked out at the distance again, silent for a moment.
"My father...he died...when I was young...murdered..." She paused for a moment, taking a deep breath and exhaling it shakily before continuing. "Because of me...I...killed him..." She knew Axel was probably looking at her, shocked, but she didn't hurry to explain. "He...he hurt my mother before...and I hated him...I didn't mean to kill him but..." She shrugged, closing her eyes momentarily.

 

Axel had been downing his sea-salt ice cream fast, like it was a sudden nervous habit, and he only stopped when there was nothing left. Chewing on the leftover stick instead, he waited patiently for Larxene respectfully to tell him her shady past, and he stared at her calmly from time to time.

When she finally spoke, he listened to every word and syllable closely, and hearing that her father had also been murdered, made him look down at the ground. What Larxene had said next, however, surprised him so hard that he snapped his head sideways, cracking his neck, his expression disbelieving as he watched her stare out depressingly. It took him a while to wake up, but when he did, he was at a loss of what to say. For some reason, though, he understood without her having to give out more of her emotions. This was more worse than his, in his opinion, and he could barely imagine how it must've been, killing her own father. But Axel wouldn't judge her any less for it.

Since they were seated hip to hip to each other, placing the stick down, hesitantly, he reached out a arm to wrap around her shoulder, bringing her to him in a half-hug. He stayed quiet, eyeing the hot sphere in the sky, before giving her a light, comforting kiss on the top of her head. Axel breathed out, his tone hoarse and grim, "Is okay, you don't have to explain any more..."

 

Max got the signal from his heartless that it was ok now, since his heartless was peering through a sort of darkness screen as well, as max turned back on his own. Max was an @$$, but he thought that knowing about ones past went to far, though if he needed it, all of the data was recorded within the confines of the heartless.

 

......uh.....sure.......I remember walking....for a really long time....I ended up at a train station and while I was waiting for the train...I went outside for a bit and I saw that the train station was also a clock tower.....anyway I rode the train and ended up here....that's basically it......what took you guys so long anyway?....pardon my asking.....

Seriously though......

 

OOC: I'm guessing Max has a story about how he got a Heartless inside? It kind of reminds of what happened to Riku, Ansem's Heartless haunting him as he gave into darkness before.

"Hmm...do you remember anything else? Like...do you have dreams, or any images that you think you never experienced before?" Vexen kept questioning, peering down at her like she was some test subject. He had a way to help her regain them, but he didn't know whether she was actualy worth the trouble, and nobody came looking for her. Which was weird if you were in a Organization, if they bother to know what happened to their missing member to see if they betrayed them, faded, or something else along the line.

 

I'm baaaaaaaaack (exorsist lol)

 

OOC: Hiiiiiiiiiiii!

Reixa didn't dare look, as she new the happy couple were practically hugging through her auric sense. She continued to look at the sunset, sighing once more before hearing something to her left. Turning, she saw a young boy and girl running up to the ledge with a toy airplane. The boy was teasing the girl as he took her doll and sat it on the plane, throwing it into the air.

"Hey! Give her back!" the girl shrieked before crying wildly.

"Awww, come on! My plane needs a pilot!"

At first, Reixa ignored the pipsqeaks, and almost turned to attack the little girl for screaming so close to her. But when the boy got scaringly close to the ledge, he slipped and started to fall over it. Rei gasped and almost instinctively thrust a gust of black wind underneath him, shooting him into the air and landing on top of his toy airplane safely. The boy looked at her like she was a freak of nature, and turned to run, grabbing the girl's hand and dragging her with him.

Reixa let out a breath she had nbeen holding, only to see that the kids had left the doll on the ground. As she bent over to pick it up, she looked back at the clocktower to notice both Axel and Larxene watching her. She began to panic, and in turn, broke out in a run towards the sandlot. There's a struggle match being held today... maybe I can ose them if they chase me...

OOC: Cepxis can be watching the struggle if you want ^^

 

.....I'm not sure....I think i have weird dreams......but...I can never really remember.....why?

.......I don't like that look he's giving me....like I'm not even human......

 

"I like struggle" said Cepxis

He suddenly heard running footsteps.

Who could that be? he thought.

ooc I sound so cheesy

p.s. My dad hogged the computer so I couldn't get on. I will be moving and it will be the holidays next week so I will be able to be on more between making 60000 cakes and lots of scones.

 

"Oh, nothing," Vexen brushed off casually, smiling creepily at the girl. "Just wondering, since I might help you, if you want to be helped. As we cannot have you stay here..."

 

OOC: Haha, no offence, but I second that notion ^^

Reixa stopped abruptly as she saw Cepxis among the cheering citizens at the struggle competition. She blinked, and took her hood off before approaching him. "Cepxis?... H-how are you?"
Rei smiled, but looked slightly shocked from the adrenaline after running that far. She turned, seeing the announcer walking up to the group she and Cepxis were standing in. Putting her hood up again, she almost jumped when her came up behind her.

"Hey there, mysterious stranger! You have just been selected to participate in the next match!"

"Oh, no... I really can't-" was all Reixa managed to say before the large man took her by the arm and led her to the arena. She looked back at Cepxis, frowning as if in apology when the announcer gave her a blue struggle club.

 

cepxis whispered to her in her mind, use the tornado finisher. His cloak was royal blue for anticipation.

ooc. Homage to Ben Kenobi (star wars) I love being able to talk without words