Organization XIII's Rivals

Thinking it was alright to step in, he walked more forward, staring at Max almost sheepish, but held a air of seriousness about him. He scratched his head, uncomfortably, before saying to him, ignoring the big can next to him, "Look, sorry about...the whole...vomitting thing. It was a accident." That's what he came here for, to apologize, because really, there wasn't a reason to, despite the fact that he gave them the food. Hesitantly, as he didn't really trust the guy either, and was quite neutral on the matter, he added, "I could help you clean the mess, or do anything that might help, if you want."

 

"It'll ditereorate into darkness within minutes" he said

 

Roxas blinked, surprised. "Oh. Alright then. I just wanted you to know no hard 'feelings', you get the point, and see if you and your shoes were...fine." He stayed there awkwardly, before turning back around, shrugging inwardly, since he didn't know exactly how to talk to the guy, but he gave a small smile to Wiggles.

Getting back into the room, as he walked the short steps, he looked around, the mess was nowhere around and there wasn't any sign of...someone being sick anywhere before. Roxas didn't know this world could do this, but shaking it off, he stared more farther for his friend, finding Axel fire free now, and back to looking at the moniters, or rather, one.

 

"Not that your new friend's going to let you believe this, but you saved me once. I'm returning the favor."
She spun the weapon in her left hand around anxiously; it was almost unnoticably floating directly next to her hand. She grabbed it out of the air.
"Xangel, you have to remember something..."
She didn't want to have to use force (on Xangel, she would have gladly beat the **** out of Zexion), but it looked like she would.

 

Max sighed.

ooc: I'm out of idea's. Now what do we do?

 

OOC: No idea ^^;

Axel listened to footsteps coming nearer, and from the lighter tapping, he knew it was Roxas approaching, back from apologizing to Max perhaps, though he didn't see the need of it. He was concentrating alot on what was going in Zexion's room, and was a bit surprised when Vexen offered white wine to Larxene, making him grumble. He probably would've never offered any wine to him, and he could do with a few drinks, since there wasn't much in the castle, if at all. Axel couldn't believe Vexen had hidden stash, if he knew that, he might've stolen some. Making himself more comfortable on the stool, he graced Roxas with his look, glancing at him sideways, "What did he say?"

"That the mess will deteriorate in darkness...and it did, he didn't say much though, just that. No 'apology accepted' or random comment," Roxas answered quietly, coming up next to him, a bit tiredly after what he had been through, and wanting a nice place to rest, but that wasn't possible. Gazing at the screen blankly, he remarked, "You know, that's a bit obsessive, don't you think?...unless you want to know why she wants to see him or why she's there..."

 

OOC: Hey, *TN*, would you be able to play Nymph of Destiny's roles while she's gone?

 

OOC: I don't know ^^;....I don't want to simply take them, since she'll probably be back later, or soon (depending). She might also be planning something with her characters, and if I do something wrong, it might ruin it. I'd like to, if it comes to it...but I feel I need her permission...

 

OOC: Yeah, I understand ^^. I would have asked her first.

It's just, she's never on, and it kinda slows things down... >>;

 

OOC: That's why patience is a virtue :xp:. And at least she tries to post when she can.

But now when you look at it, a lot of us have been busy lately, and hardly get to post anymore :/.

 

OOC- just sorta reading and posting here...

but TN is right... patience is a good thing to have... take me for example... I've been waiting for Chula for awhile now... and I'm just waiting for her...(and laughing silently at what you guys do ^^)

 

ooc: what a pain in the @$$ having to wait. When nymph comes on, then we'll all have to try to stay on as long as possible, just so that way we can get the best of posten with nymph, if ya catch my drift

 

She's got a life.......plus she's in college.....I think......so....yeah.....homework....school......a boyfriend maybe.....

BIC- .........

She thougt for a moment then her two swords appeared.

Nope......don't remember........

 

OOC: I've got all of those things...

I'm not trying to be impatient... I just happened to notice she only comes on every like 10 pages. .-.

 

ooc: actually, I'm pretty sure that she is 14 or somethen (I checked out her account bio and it said she was 14). Its twilight who should be in collage. She's 18

 

...........are you going to reply to Xangel, CG?......and....seriously?....I thought it said 18.......

 

Nymph... I see you with my eyes. YOU CAN'T HIDE FORM THE WATCHFUL GAZE OF CLAWTOOTH35

 

OOC: I feel so guilty for making everyone wait...gomenasai! I really am trying to get online more often...

Larxene watched as Vexen had poured two glasses of wine, extending one to her. Raising an eyebrow, she reached out, enclosing her fingers around it. Glancing down at the white wine, the cold beading on the glass as water droplets, she wasn't quite sure if she was stressed, as the best word to use, but considering the events that had happened previously, she wouldn't say she was completely relaxed. Although the fact that Vexen seemed almost caring was almost suspicious, as if he wanted something - perhaps the knowledge of why she was in Zexion's room, as he had asked. Of course, she didn't care to let him know, no matter how much he might have asked.
However, his last question made Larxene tense, her grip tightening around the glass. "That girl...she may be a part of our Organization," she said, slowly, "but she isn't Axel's replacement."
Just the mention of Xangel trying to take Axel's place made her just want to splash the contents of the glass all over the Chilly Academic, although it wasn't his fault, it was the Superior's...

Zexion was surprised when Xangel had used her flames to dry him off, although he appreciated that he wasn't going to be walking around soaking wet. Mentally noting the control she had over her powers, he was about to speak when he heard a soft, swooshing sound behind him. Turning, he saw Xin materalize, as she began to converse with the girl. At last, she had grabbed her weapon - prepared for a fight perhaps...
Moving to stand in front of Xangel, he raised his right hand, bending his arm as if to hold a book. "I don't wish for a fight," he said, as the lexicon appeared in his palm. "And neither does Xangel I'm sure...but if you force her to leave, or doing anything else against her will...I will stop you. So please leave. You're not welcome here..."

 

.........Zexion it's fine......if she wants to fight me then so be it.....then you can decide whether or not I can truly be in the organization......

OOC- It's all right, Nymph.....we all know you have a life.

 

I don't know what to do because I need Chula.