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He looked back in distaste at the memory of which Xigbar had been referring to. "Yes, it was. What I'm supposing you don't remember is how Braig convinced Dilan to ride that spinning attraction with him, after he had ingested all those unsettling foods."
Xaldin shook his head, trying to forget all the new colors that had been invented when Xigbar's other had loosed his sick all over Dilan's new shirt. He glared at Xigbar. "So, to put it very simply, yes, I remember.... though I severly wish I didn't."

The Lancer shook his head, his black hair swaying slightly in the stale air of the room. "I'm sorry to say that it isn't. You see, she is in there mainly for her own protection. The Superior wishes for her to remain in this room unharmed while he retrieves Dri. Demyx had been guarding him, and was supposed to bring the prisoner himself, but I can only surmise that the task proved too great for him."
Xaldin was near sneering when he ended, and closed his eyes, the expression that one adopts when they have experienced something distasteful covered his face.
It took a moment to regain his composure, but when he did, he refaced Xigbar. "As I had been saying, Xemnas wishes for her to remain unharmed. The trouble is, that she is willing to fight her way free of here, and you and I both know how that would turn out."

Xaldin lowered his gaze to the floor in silent contemplation, causing the greater portion of his face to be obscured by his volumtuous black braids. His head suddenly shot up, a look of revelation in his features. His appearance of interest quickly transmuted to that of dark humor. He glanced over at his companion through the corner of his eye, a malicious smile that would leave one's heart pounding in anxiety contorted his visage.
"On second thought... perhaps giving her a chance for her freedom is not such a horrible idea after all." He blinked slowly, finally turning to Xigbar, continuing before he could come to any negative conclusions. "It is true that she would need every ounce of luck to defeat one of us, and yet she is determined to try because she doesn't understand what we've become." He faced Kalanna, still sustaining his ghastly grin. "I say that we give her the opportunity to fight for her freedom. It's been far too long since I've seen any action as it is."

Meanwhile, up on the balcony, Demyx was busy snoring quietly, chin on his chest, still sitting with his back against the terrace's railing. His hair bobbed with his breathing, and fluttered in the breezes caressing the off white outer walls of the imposing building.

(Bah, just takin' him out of commission for a while until I have time to be more industrious with him.)

Shortly after Xaldin's departure, Saix took to pacing from one wall to the other. Impatience, though, was too far rooted into his non-being. Crouching down for but a split second, he lept up to Xaldin's platform, hoping that a change of perspective would calm him, if only for a bit longer.
He stood there gazing idly up at the glowing, heart-shaped moon that was their Kingdom Hearts, watching as a lonely heart would rise from the abyss below to join the others already gathered in the heart of all worlds.
The skin about his eyes tightened, and he resisted the urge to curse. He raised his right hand to the level of his head and twitched his thumb and index finger, resulting in a resounding snap echoing through the open area. Roughly two dozen Berserker nobodies, and the few odd Dusks spread throughout them, materalized in a flash of light below him.
With only the closing of his hand on some unseen grip as a warning, the Luna Diviner's berserker mace appeared in his hand.
Letting loose a savage battle cry, the Nobody backflipped off the platform, twisting while he did so, and, once more upright, hurled his weapon down at the floor below. The resulting splash of light energy sent all the mock opposition flying in seperate directions.
Landing himself on the floor, a second mace appeared in his hands, and he surveyed the subordinates advancing on him. A smile crossed his lips just before he sped into the mass of insubstantial bodies, hacking at any withing striking distance.

"He's but a child, and understands little about the goings-on here," Xemnas explained idly, "It would appear that he is more trouble than he's worth, but he's fairly obedient, and I can see potential in him. Not to mention, he's fairly easy to convince of, well... just about anything. Easy to motivate, easy to manipulate - what else could I ask for?" He gave a wry smirk, looking back down at Driezehn on the way towards the portal, but frowned.
"This passageway seems quite a bit longer than most of the others," he muttered, glancing over his shoulder quizzically, "That's very odd, I wonder why..." With a shrug he continued on towards the other end, which they were nearing more and more as time passed.

"Well, I guess when you put it that way..." Driezehn replied, grinning and tossing an unruly lock of hair out of his face. "Do they not normally last this long?" He asked in response to Xemnas's observation.

Xigbar stared at Xaldin for a moment, looking rather uncomprehending, face registering completely blank, but then after a few seconds nodded with a mischievous grin.
"I have, indeed, found a possible subject," he confirmed, eye closed in a fairly proud-looking manner. That is, until he frowned, brow furrowing, and he opened his eye once more to stare vaguely at the desk, "The problem is, I'm not yet sure how to go about the 'recruiting' process, so to speak... so I haven't brought it up yet. Big beastie, and a bit project that I hope to figure out." He looked back up at Xaldin, an amused grin spread across his face, "Puzzles - I love 'em! Not to mention, I think that you would be rather interested in the outcome, if all goes according to plan."
He paused, looking over at Kalanna, then back to Xaldin as they exchanged words - it was now his turn to be quiet and observe. He gave a smirk when Kalanna was released and with two consecutive BAMF's ended up standing right next to her on the opposite side as Xaldin. He didn't intend for the action to end up quite as intimidating as it must have come across, and didn't really take note of the action, either. He wore a broad grin, obviously in a much lighter mood about being reunited than Xaldin was, especially as he held out a hand in a friendly greeting - then again, Xigbar always did seem to be the more personable and outgoing member of the group, even in their past lives.
"So hey there, now that we can talk eye-to-eye and not eye-to-foot," he said to Kalanna with an energetic tone, "How have you been, and if I might ask: How the hell did you end up here?"