Organization XIII's Rivals

....huh?....Flopsum?...where'd you?....O.o Flopsum! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!

She immediately opened the microwave and grabbed him and held him up.

Okay.....first of all...NEVER do that again....second......what exactly is that....little.....fluff ball thing over your head? *puts down and pokes it*

......okay.....there's that......feeling of impending doom........my god......I don't even have a say in this.....if it were my choice I wouldn't replace Axel nor be a 14th member......I'd just be.......a person hanging around here.....a recruit....sort of.....I mean.....come on.......everyone judges me too much.....-_-....*stops poking fluff ball*

 

Flopsum chuckled as his puff ball was poked. "Its a fluff ball, kupo" flopsum said

 

.........what does it do?........and......does it just float around your head like that?....or.....can it be.......removable?......just curious....

 

"It doesnt float silly goose, kupo. Its on a string, kupo" flopsum said

 

"What the hell are you doing?!" Axel exclaimed, pushing her off roughly with a burst of flames and sitting upright, his eyebrows creasing in anger as he looked at the "female". He was getting really tired of this, and the more this imposter acted, the more he had no qualms on burning her. Forget about Larxene? How exactly can this thing do that unless she had memory manipulation like Naminé? There was no way he could forget her, he knew. One thing was for sure, he wasn't going to stay here anymore, that not he even wanted to, and he was going to change whether she was here or not.

Getting up, he grabbed his boxers, a bit roughly, and began to put them on, under the towel of course, and when the hem was well around his hips, he took the fluffy pink cloth of doom, and placed it in the couch where his toothbrush and toothpaste were, not needing it anymore. Ignoring the only other person in the room, he strode to the chair where his Organization uniform was, and started with his black pants, taking a hold of them.

Roxas smirked when he heard Larxene tell them off, especially when she threw a kunai at Saïx's face, despite missing. This wasn't following the rules of keeping herself safe from harm, because he was sure those reckless acts she just committed wouldn't be taken lightly. Still, he also had a inkling to also strike the second-in-command with a hearty keyblade, perhaps battle him even, destroy him, for revenge. Though that was going to have to wait, he didn't want to fight him for pointless moments, then to deal with the Superior...unless he leaves. Roxas did always want to figure out what his dreams of that boy, and how he met one that appeared just like him that one day in Twilight Town. There was nothing holding him back anyway.

That thought in mind, darkness swirled around him to transport, and soon enough, disappeared and materialized to his room.

Saïx evaded the small knife as it sunk to the back of his chair, turning his head sideways. He wasn't angry, he wasn't irritated, but he knew for a fact that Larxene was getting a bit rebellious for his own liking. And unless punishment can cure this, which he will tell the Superior, she was going to be kept a eye on from now on. A very keen eye. This was all because of Axel, it seems, as his death was still inscribed into the ones he was most closest with, and he had some type of desire to reveal to Xemnas the truth of little Axel and Larxene's escapades. Almost. That wouldn't bode well.

Narrowing his eyes as he stared where the female was once, he began to portal out to the Alter Of Naught, where he was sure Xemnas will be.

After all, this might turn into a bigger problem if it isn't worked on early, and he intended to do that.

 

"Well if you wont give her up, then I guess I'll just have to get rid of her" the fake larxene said, lauphing, as she started to walk out of the room

 

"Yeah, good luck with that," Axel remarked offhandedly, as by now he was putting on his boots after placing on his dark pants, not at all worried. Larxene can take her on anytime. Once his socks and shoes were on, he went to grab his black tank top, and threw it over his head quickly, pulling the hem down as he fixed it in a fast manner, leaving it untucked, only to go put his gloves, saying maliciously as he closed his hand into a fist, feeling the leather of the glove crunching, "I hope she destroys you..."

The reason he was even preparing was to go kill Max, who was probably behind this, and he knew for a fact the house was his idea of entertainment, partner in crime or not. Grasping his cloak, making it give a swooshing sound, his arms went in the tight sleeves without missing a beat, shrugging his shoulders to slide it more up and adjusting it with his hands, before the buzzing sound of a zipper being closed was heard. Dragging the slider down, he straightened back up from bending, and was officially clothed and ready, his fingers messing around with his draw strings, trying to accomodate his hood.

 

The fake larxene then dissapeared.

 

Axel rolled his eyes as the girl disappeared, before heading to the couch again, his steps echoing off the floor, placing his teeth accesories in his pants pocket under the trench coat. The more he thought of getting to Max, the more he felt his anger boil, thinking of everything that had occurred, all for wanting to take a damn shower, and the fact that he sent this fake Larxene after him. He wasn't sure his fury was enough to kill him all the way, he needed him for the while, but goodness, did he want to hurt him. Looking around the fruity apartment one last time, darkness covered him in mist of dark rings and wisps from under his feet, and as his vision was able to see the room where receptors are located as the black disappeared, he immediately shouted heatedly, his voice thundering the building, "MAX!!"

 

"In here" max said, as he watched the moniters

 

Axel stomped into the room right off, not stopping in anyway until he reached Max who was checking the monitors, and quickly without a second thought, delivered a hard punch to his face, though not sure if he heard a crack or if he managed to block it, either way he pushed him back to the floor in a thud. Axel didn't know how quick he did this, but, he soon found himself on top of him, crouching, Max's neck in between the space of two spikes of his chakram that sank to the floor in a clank, trapping him there, and his other hand grasping his collar roughly, lit on fire, wisps of smoke billowing out, and willing to burn his chest if need be as he looked darkly and dangerously at him, his body shaking with thirst to set him on fire.

Feeling the metal of his weapon heat up in a close attempt on damaging his throat, he gnarled, his eyes in slits, "I'm very pissed off at the moment, just came from a very amusing shower time, and a fake Larxene. Tell me one good reason why I shouldn't thrive you with pain?"

 

"Ah, I see that you found my little shower trick to be just as amusing" max said, chuckling. "Of course, I honostly didn't need to know about what you were thinken about why you were in the shower. That isn't exsactly that you just say out in public" max said, a little weirded out by axel

 

"Save it!" Axel growled, digging the spikes more into the ground as his throat came close to the metal cylinder that shaped his chakram, and he could slightly see the skin of his neck burning, marks on each side. Setting his hand quickly more on fire, he was burning through his cloak now, not willing to stop. Man, he wanted to kill him, and from his sight he could see a black eye forming from where he hit, which was his intention. "Really, the shower is the least I'm pissed off about, though it was nothing short of annoying, but how f*cking dare you play with me by bringing a fake Larxene on me?!"

 

"I honostly have no idea what you are talking about" max said to axel

 

"What are you?! Damn deaf? I said a Larxene copy came unto to me, a fake, and who else could do that, but you, in the pink sh*t you call a apartment?!" Axel snapped, not reeling back from his position, and instead remained in grasping Max, his neck now reddening. He didn't believe a damn thing he said. "Oh, and she happened to mention you too, by the way, so spit it out!"

 

"I'm telling you the truth. I have nothing to do with whatever larxene copy you are talking about" max said, as he dispersed into black mist, and floated right behind axel again, reforming.

ooc: lol. bet you forgot he could do that, now didn'tcha :D

 

OOC: Well, actually, if you think about it, any member could do that with the portalling thing....depending how fast, I guess...though yeah, I did forget. I didn't even know he could...o.O

Besides, as long as Max has a black eye, I'm good xD. What would Max do if Axel burned his hair?

"You're lying," Axel accused in harsh grunt, getting up from the floor as Max went to turn into a mist, as he released the spikes stuck in the ground. He quickly turned his head into the spot where he predicted he'd appeared, looking at him blaringly and just as dark as he took form, his chakram held tight in his hand. Too bad, he was going to spill blood next if he didn't do his trick, the burn in his body getting worse the more he eyed his face. So expected, going behind. "I'm sure you're responsible, there's no other way, and don't act stupid either. Why don't you f*cking look into your brain, and find out what the hell I'm talking about."

 

ooc: I can only answer that with this. Have you ever wondered what axel would look like as chewed up meat? (and no worries. I think that I have a few methods that will give him that form, not only in appearance)

bic: Max dissapeared again, this time appeared far to axel's right. "I honostly have no idea how it could have been done" max said. "I would have if I set up a receptor in your room, but I dont exsactly get my jollies from watching every waking moment of your dull life" max said

 

OOC: Then that’ll be some sexy chewed up meat xP, so yeah, no worries.

"Dull life? OH, you mean the one that you've been spying on for…how long?" Axel wryly questioned, dismissing his chakram completely as he seriously thought this over, his anger diminishing a little. Could he really stand this long stuck with Max as the only person to talk to? What the hell was he thinking even considering working along with him? This has been nothing, nothing, but irritation all the time, and after the bathroom, or rather apartment incident, he had it. If he had to take care of Zexion, he'll do it without this help. Looking at him sideways in a glower, to where he switched to now, he sternly said, with a hazardous tone, "I want to get out of here, forget this plan…so open the portal for me to leave. I know you have something to do with that Larxene, but whatever."

 

"I have nothing to do with larxene. I don't know what might have happend to you, but either way, I had nothing to do with it, and I am not letting you leave" max said.

ooc: a word of advice. axel is in max's terf. And by that, I mean axel is in the area of reality that max controls almost every inch of. I wont powerplay, but be warned that here, and since this does make sense, max is super super powerful.