Zexion: Jason and Larxene seem to be turning into each other… ugh, what a headache.
siku 56: Braig's plot. Halls of the Castle: Xigbar strode through the halls of the castle, keeping a secure grip on the pictures he had taken the siku Slaveboy had seduced Larxene. No one besides a select few knew the whole story, Xigbar included. Xigbar decided to use this knowledge—and his explicit pictures—to blackmail Larxene. Xigbar was sick to his stomach of the Castle's attention being focused on Larxene and Slaveboy. Normally this kind of thing didn't bother him. After all, Roxas and Poppet were both rather maarufu in their own right. No, what got under Xigbar's skin was that Slaveboy was just that: a human boy. Back when his name had been Braig, he faced off against the Keyblade master Ventus. Then there was his battle against the Keyblade Wielder Sora. All of Xigbar's life, he'd been in the center of things. But now, he was shoved to the sidelines kwa a human stupid and helpless enough to let himself get captured and kidnapped. Well, unless Larxene wanted Xenmas to see the pictures, she'd be better off taking her Slaveboy and melting into a corner somewhere. There were rumors going around that Larxene was losing her touch. Xigbar knew this wasn't the case, but it would be better if everyone believed that. There was also a sekunde rumor going around: that the there was only one reason that Larxene bothered keeping Slaveboy around: with his bright red hair and green eyes, Slaveboy was the spitting image of- Xigbar collided with Marluxia, who happened to be walking this hallway on the way to his room. Marluxia dropped his potted flower, which crashed on the floor, and Xigbar dropped the picha he had been holding, and watched helplessly as they fluttered around. "sorry, Xigbar." Marluxia alisema as he bent down to pick up the flower. He also grabbed a few of the pictures, and handed a couple back to Xigbar before looking at one. His face went white with anger. "what's the meaning of this?!" "none of your business," Xigbar alisema curtly, hoping he could scare Marluxia away. Instead, Marluxia summoned his scythe. "Believe it au not, Xigbar, Larxene is my friend. Whatever you're planning, I won't let you." He believed it. After all, Marluxia was one of the few members of the Organization that Larxene didn't torment. "get out of my way," Xigbar alisema softly as he summoned his arrowguns. Marluxia's response was to swing his scythe at him, who dodged it and shot off a few arrows. This started a fierce battle that lasted for ten minutes. Then, Marluxia swung his scythe so fast at Xigbar that he was forced to block them with his arrowguns. As Xigbar struggled to keep Marluxia from overpowering him, he sensed several objects flying at him at high speed. Quickly, using his powers over space, Xigbar swicthed places with Marluxia. The flying objects thunked against Marluxia's forehead, and he fell to the ground. Xigbar bent down to examine the objects. They were a couple of Larxene's knives. Before he could move, lightning struck him, and he fell twitching to the ground.
«oops,» Jason thought guiltily as his knives hit Marluxia. After he fell, Xigbar made the mistake of bending over to examine the knives, and Larxene struck him with a bolt of lightning. Then she quickly rushed over and used some rope to tie him up. "Jason!" Larxene barked, "make sure MarMar's ok." Jason rushed over to examine him. "he's fine," Jason called, "but he'll have a lovely bruise in the morning." Larxene nodded, resolving to speak to Jason about his kisu throwing later. Then, she turned his attention to Xigbar. "so," she said, "you decided wewe wanted a souvenir. Why?" Xigbar kept his mouth shut, which was a bad move. Larxene took out one of her knives, and cut his cheek with it. She alisema to Jason, "check the photos." As Jason looked through them, Xigbar prayed that he wouldn't think to look on the back of the photos. But of course that's what happened. "Larxene, these picha are numbered. Not all of them are here." Larxene gave Xigbar a death glare. Jason was still looking at the photos. "look at this one, Larx." Larxene took the picture and read out loud what Xigbar had written on the back, "if Larxene refuses my demands, turn these pictures over to Xenmas." Larxene turned to Xigbar with a blank look on her face, which terrified him even zaidi than the deathglare. "thank you, Jason," Larxene said, and pecked him lightly on the lips. At this point, Xigbar didn't know what to think anymore. Larxene turned back to Xigbar. "here's what I'm going to do: I'm going to ask wewe a few maswali in my room." Xigbar paled at Larxene's tone, because he knew exactly what she meant. "Jason, want to come with? I could onyesha wewe a few things about interrogation." "sure, Larx." Xigbar wanted to leave, but he knew that would only make things worse. So he could only feel scared as he was dragged to Larxene's room.
siku 56: Braig's plot. Halls of the Castle: Xigbar strode through the halls of the castle, keeping a secure grip on the pictures he had taken the siku Slaveboy had seduced Larxene. No one besides a select few knew the whole story, Xigbar included. Xigbar decided to use this knowledge—and his explicit pictures—to blackmail Larxene. Xigbar was sick to his stomach of the Castle's attention being focused on Larxene and Slaveboy. Normally this kind of thing didn't bother him. After all, Roxas and Poppet were both rather maarufu in their own right. No, what got under Xigbar's skin was that Slaveboy was just that: a human boy. Back when his name had been Braig, he faced off against the Keyblade master Ventus. Then there was his battle against the Keyblade Wielder Sora. All of Xigbar's life, he'd been in the center of things. But now, he was shoved to the sidelines kwa a human stupid and helpless enough to let himself get captured and kidnapped. Well, unless Larxene wanted Xenmas to see the pictures, she'd be better off taking her Slaveboy and melting into a corner somewhere. There were rumors going around that Larxene was losing her touch. Xigbar knew this wasn't the case, but it would be better if everyone believed that. There was also a sekunde rumor going around: that the there was only one reason that Larxene bothered keeping Slaveboy around: with his bright red hair and green eyes, Slaveboy was the spitting image of- Xigbar collided with Marluxia, who happened to be walking this hallway on the way to his room. Marluxia dropped his potted flower, which crashed on the floor, and Xigbar dropped the picha he had been holding, and watched helplessly as they fluttered around. "sorry, Xigbar." Marluxia alisema as he bent down to pick up the flower. He also grabbed a few of the pictures, and handed a couple back to Xigbar before looking at one. His face went white with anger. "what's the meaning of this?!" "none of your business," Xigbar alisema curtly, hoping he could scare Marluxia away. Instead, Marluxia summoned his scythe. "Believe it au not, Xigbar, Larxene is my friend. Whatever you're planning, I won't let you." He believed it. After all, Marluxia was one of the few members of the Organization that Larxene didn't torment. "get out of my way," Xigbar alisema softly as he summoned his arrowguns. Marluxia's response was to swing his scythe at him, who dodged it and shot off a few arrows. This started a fierce battle that lasted for ten minutes. Then, Marluxia swung his scythe so fast at Xigbar that he was forced to block them with his arrowguns. As Xigbar struggled to keep Marluxia from overpowering him, he sensed several objects flying at him at high speed. Quickly, using his powers over space, Xigbar swicthed places with Marluxia. The flying objects thunked against Marluxia's forehead, and he fell to the ground. Xigbar bent down to examine the objects. They were a couple of Larxene's knives. Before he could move, lightning struck him, and he fell twitching to the ground.
«oops,» Jason thought guiltily as his knives hit Marluxia. After he fell, Xigbar made the mistake of bending over to examine the knives, and Larxene struck him with a bolt of lightning. Then she quickly rushed over and used some rope to tie him up. "Jason!" Larxene barked, "make sure MarMar's ok." Jason rushed over to examine him. "he's fine," Jason called, "but he'll have a lovely bruise in the morning." Larxene nodded, resolving to speak to Jason about his kisu throwing later. Then, she turned his attention to Xigbar. "so," she said, "you decided wewe wanted a souvenir. Why?" Xigbar kept his mouth shut, which was a bad move. Larxene took out one of her knives, and cut his cheek with it. She alisema to Jason, "check the photos." As Jason looked through them, Xigbar prayed that he wouldn't think to look on the back of the photos. But of course that's what happened. "Larxene, these picha are numbered. Not all of them are here." Larxene gave Xigbar a death glare. Jason was still looking at the photos. "look at this one, Larx." Larxene took the picture and read out loud what Xigbar had written on the back, "if Larxene refuses my demands, turn these pictures over to Xenmas." Larxene turned to Xigbar with a blank look on her face, which terrified him even zaidi than the deathglare. "thank you, Jason," Larxene said, and pecked him lightly on the lips. At this point, Xigbar didn't know what to think anymore. Larxene turned back to Xigbar. "here's what I'm going to do: I'm going to ask wewe a few maswali in my room." Xigbar paled at Larxene's tone, because he knew exactly what she meant. "Jason, want to come with? I could onyesha wewe a few things about interrogation." "sure, Larx." Xigbar wanted to leave, but he knew that would only make things worse. So he could only feel scared as he was dragged to Larxene's room.
Not much to do today. Looking back at my life, I say it was fine. I have no regrets. I sigh and peek at what he's doing. The one that has my appearence is eating Sea-Salt Ice Cream. Yum! The red head is saying something, but it's too blurry for me to hear. The girl is smiling, but not really paying attention.
It pains me sometimes. The three remind me of what I used to have. Terra. Aqua. I wonder where they are now? My memories are fading fast. Maybe when my host gets a moyo I can be free. Maybe Sora found a way to free me, if he hasn't forgotten me.
I slide back down into the Darkness. Vantias is glaring at me again, but I'm to tired to fight with him today. "Oathkeeper!" Vantias hisses. "Oblivion." I yawn back. My energy was all used up. Closing my eyes, I hear them, whispering from my memories.
"Ventus! Ventus! Ventus!" Yawning, I imagine laughing and sparring with Terra and Aqua as I drift.
It pains me sometimes. The three remind me of what I used to have. Terra. Aqua. I wonder where they are now? My memories are fading fast. Maybe when my host gets a moyo I can be free. Maybe Sora found a way to free me, if he hasn't forgotten me.
I slide back down into the Darkness. Vantias is glaring at me again, but I'm to tired to fight with him today. "Oathkeeper!" Vantias hisses. "Oblivion." I yawn back. My energy was all used up. Closing my eyes, I hear them, whispering from my memories.
"Ventus! Ventus! Ventus!" Yawning, I imagine laughing and sparring with Terra and Aqua as I drift.