The Organisation: A legend reborn

"We can't just wait for them to come for us." Marluxia shook his head at a solemn pace. "That is ridiculas, don't you think? We have no idea of their power, and by waiting here, we will only find out by suffering in their hands."

Larxene looked up at marluxia and looked back down again. "Perhaps one or two of us could go out and confront them?" She asked, shrugging her shoulders.

OOC: PM me the oc form, and I will take a quick look at it.

 

ooc: ARG! Gomenasai! :china: I got grounded-- and well, mom has moved me into the living room. v.v i apologize from the bottom of my pandy-dandy heart.

Markie sighed gently, and noded her head.
"I will serve you well, Wolfe-sama."
Markie looked at the other newcomer, and nodded her head their way.
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Wolfe looked at the girl with a hint of annoyance.
"Just call me wolfe, hun... How do you fight?" she asked, cocking her head to one side slightly.

 

Braxen walked towards Wolfe, "everything is going to plan" he said smiling at her
Llednar stood over Xigbar's bed "now what am I going to do with you?"

"if you plan on killing me? i have everyone in ear-shout...dont even try" he said nervously

"as long as your friends didnt forget about me.... i wont... but they need to come back soon with one of the members as payment" he said

 

Wolfe nodded with a smile. "You know how to do this job well." she grinned, walking towards Braxen. She jumped on his back for a better view of the castle. "Soon we'll have them all down in the underworld. I know who I'm going to get first. You know that dragon kid?

 

"that one... he is scared... i can tell, you can see it in his eyes, the fear of death's loving embrace with outstretched arms... he should be an easy catch.. but i wonder how Llednar is doing?" he said wondering

 

"I hope he does well." Wolfe nodded, holding onto Braxen's neck tightly. "I wanna get this mission over with and get back to the underworld..." she smiled. "I miss the smell or charcoal and the screams."

 

Braxen blushed a little at Wolfe holding on to him "well as soon as we have a few members you can practice whatever you want on them" he said holding her close to him

 

Markie nodded.
"Fighting is something I specialize in, Wolfe."
Markie nodded.
"The heat might've been crazy in the summer, but hey-- it was a dry heat."
Markie indeed thought evenly of hell. She had arrived there at such a young age, and some of her "retainers" allowed her to make her time in hell a maze of deadly games.
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"Are you guys even listening to anything I'm fricken saying! Did I say we wait till they come here?! NO! I said, that we might as well add to Axel's barriers, and wait till Xemnas thinks of something!" Ryxan yelled, throwing glass into the wall. It crashed to millions of little bits of clear, tiny shards, raining onto the floor.

 

Larxene looked at the floor, her eyes glowering at the shards hitting the ground repeatedly. "You pick that up, or I will piece it back together down your throat." she spat, looking up at ryxan.

"Hey. Stop fighting. that's all we need in this damn place." Marluxia growled, looking at the two. "You either both shut up, or get out of here and continue this outside, where the retreivers can get you.".

Wolfe hopped down from Braxens back and blushed slightly. Why had she let a new officer see her act all lovey-dovey with her fellow officer?
"Y-yeah. That's all brilliant that you specialize in it, hunny. But these members aren't just some gargoyle used to help you improve; these guys will tear you apart at any chance they get.

 

"skill means nothing unless you can prove it in battle" Braxen said standing next to Wolfe with his arms crossed

 

Markie frowned lightly. "I trained with cerberus... not the gargoles."
Markie payed no mind to any negitive comments.

"Of course. Training is nothing compared to war."
Markie smirked.
Nazi's had nothing on her.​

 

"valor in combat is how we will see if your blade is as sharp as your tongue" Braxen said

 

"Ah, but the mouth itself is a weapon. Breaking and building walls--- eventually to entirely break a person.
Weapons count for naught if you can't use them."
Markie smiled dryly.​

 

"hmm, but will words slit a man's throat and watch him writhe in pain as he grabs at your feet with their dying breath? i think not"

 

Wolfe crossed her arms. "TO be completely honest, and dry-to-the-bone here, I care not of words." With her outstretched arm, she closed her eyes and summoned her long scythe. Once open again, the depth of her narrowed eyes turned a piercing red.
"Are you ready to prove yourself?"

OOC: xD Couldn't help myself, hun.

 

"how fun, ill watch this one" he said warping back from them

 

Markie smirked. She knew the proper answer to that.
"Mine do."
Markie smirked, and felt the words she just said fling around in the air a bit before cutting a near-by tree in two.​

 

Wolfe touched the tree that fell, turning it to mere ashes in the grass. With a tightening of her free fist, the ashes collided with one another, forming a rock-like substance the shape of a skull.
THe skulls mouth opened, letting out an ear-bleedingly loud screech.
"Prove to me you are worth my time." Wolfe spat, uneffected by the deafening scream impaling the air around her.