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Report | 01/25/2008 6:02 pm

Warm and asleep in his bed--and quite content to boot, Vexen stirred little when the other body slipped under his covers. It had been ages since he'd spent the night with another person...

Years, he would have resolved, if awake. It had been years ago, before he was Vexen...when he was still Even... More than once he'd fallen asleep in another's bed, too tired to move from it, after a long day working with Ansem and the others. Elaeus was best during winter--warmest of the six, with a bed big enough for three or four of them to pass out on, after a long after-hours discussion of their latest project.

But this... Vexen stretched and yawned, rolling over onto his side, moving in closer to the new warmth in his bed. Oh...it was nice. It would keep his sleep good and deep and even all night. (It would do wonders for his blood pressure)

But what....what would morning bring?

Report | 01/08/2008 2:32 pm

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Report | 01/07/2008 11:44 pm

Risky Gambler - Luxord

But...the clone never did return. So curious, Luxord gave way after it, following the path it had taken. In doing so, he wound up standing in a doorway, watching the backs of Demyx and the clone--watching both of them stare off at....nothing? Luxord got the creeping feeling that he'd just missed a rather class-act in disappearing.

"Ahem--" he cleared his through, chuckling with a bit of a grin upon his lips. "You talking to someone there, Nine?" he asked, arms crossed with hips swain slightly to the side. What a cocky b*****d. "Have I missed a party?"

Report | 01/03/2008 10:33 pm

Axel the 8th World Wonder

*Axel arches a brow as one of Demyx's clones makes an unexpected appearance. He just stood there watching Demyx and his clone disperse in conversation or a one-sided one at that. Things weren't looking up for them anymore it seems.* Well this doesn't seem to be going smoothly anymore. *He sighs and opens a portal.* You don't have to tell me twice to make myself scarce. Just hope you can handle that clone of yours before Luxord shows up. *He then walks through the portal, it closing behind him, an unknown destination in sight that Demyx doesn't know where he's going.*

Report | 01/03/2008 8:38 pm

Risky Gambler - Luxord

"Alright then--" he gave a chuckles and a nod, arms crossing over his chest. "I'll hold tight. You do what you must."

What a lovely deal indeed. With one on his side, he could quite possibly have all the other clones helping as well! What a lovely set-up indeed! He was bound to find the culprit quickly! Fortune was smiling up him again~ oh...what warm rays it cast...

Report | 01/03/2008 8:13 pm

Risky Gambler - Luxord

Luxord nodded, giving the clone a sweet and thankful smile. "Thankyou, luv. It means so much."

He was a real player alright--he could hold a poker face like no other, and toss emotions around like card into a hat. "Again--thank you..." he repeated, coming in nice and close. These things had free will, intellect, and quite possibly, real emotion. And Luxord would play off ever angle he could to get what he wanted. "It feels wonderful to have someone willing to help around here... you're a saint..." and quite gently, quite slowly...he leaned in and kissed the other.

Seal the deal, baby.

Report | 01/03/2008 4:46 pm

Better Blue Than Red

He smiled and shook his head, "Play whatever you see fit, as long as you play it I am sure it will be wonderful."

Xaldin then turned the page on his book Battle Royale and pushed up has glasses.

Report | 01/03/2008 3:00 pm

Risky Gambler - Luxord

Now this...this honestly surprised the man. This water clone of Demyx's looking to him with such a remorseful expression... It was practically heartbreaking (proving you had a heart). For the sake of keeping the thing from freaking out and running off, he kept nice and calm, moving slowly. Luxord reached out, touching the water clone's hand that grazed against his green hair. "Someone did a nasty thing to me, luv--they played a trick on me. Wasn't that mean of them?" he asked, speaking in a way that didn't quite treat the other being as it were under him...but moreso speaking for an easier understanding.

"I wish I knew who it was..." he continued, mirroring back the clone's sad expression. "It hurts me to know that someone hates me this much to do this..." Lies, lies, and a bag or chips. Luxord wanted cold, hard, revenge. But...that could wait... He had a clone to sweet talk first.

Report | 01/03/2008 10:07 am

Risky Gambler - Luxord

Storming past, far angrier than he'd been since he could remember--Luxord barely heard the soft sound made by the...the... --what the hell had that been? Pausing in his steps, Luxord backpedaled a few steps. It had looked like Nine, but hadn't and...

"Oh...you." His words came a bit harsh, but also with an edge of surprise. "I thought Demyx didn't like you lot out of his sight..." It wore a rather sober expression--which did much to melt the heart. "Ah...are you perhaps...lost?" he ventured, a little curious in his own right.

Report | 01/02/2008 11:22 pm

Axel the 8th World Wonder

Really? Vexen got blamed for what I did and he got payback for being wrongly blamed? *Axel snickers, looking very amused at the whole situation starting to unfold that he didn't know of before.* As long as we don't end up saying something about it, we might stay in the clear for a long time. Since Marly and Vexen seem to be going at it and Luxord probably hasn't suspected anyone as of yet.

Report | 01/02/2008 1:44 pm

Capt Cid A Highwind

Cid's left eye twitched after the din of the destruction of his workshop died down. His lips parted as though he wanted to say something a few times, his left fist clenching and unclenching at his side. One of three things had to happen.

1- Cid could just die of an aneurysm on the spot, thus ending his current dismay.

2- He could kill this person that had invaded and now violated his personal space.

3- The person in question could fix this mess in some spectacular and instant supernatural way, thus sparing his life and possibly Cid's.

The blonde stood there, trying not to come completely unglued, and honestly hoping to avoid, at the very least, option number one.

Finally, the words that had failed him materialized in his throat. "You...you best have... a right damn good explanation, or some way of fixin' this clutster ********, son."

Report | 12/30/2007 6:53 pm

XIII Rokusasu XIII

Castle Oblivion was awfully quite when the young teen arrived, he didn't hear anything except the occasional creaking of doors and stairs up the higher levels; the citadel was in a state of slumber. Unlike the last time he visited where everywhere he looked what utter chaos for reasons unknown- but Roxas suspected that it had something to do with Axel and his infamous pranking abilities, the great beast that once caused treachery slept on.

His reason being there was hardly related to work within the Organization, instead it was to the call of the infamous flamboyant red-head who had annoyed him to no end to stop by. (not that he had a choice or anything—to come there that is.) Now, Roxas could only wander the corridors of the ghostly castle, attempting to relieve his newfound frustration against the red-head for asking him to come, but not showing up himself only to be told that Axel had left to do something somewhere else; yet, it wasn't surprising for Axel to do such a thing – it had happened before.

But now, Roxas was left there without anything to do except wait; he figured that it would probably be best for his wellbeing if he stayed rather than left, for the blonde knew that Axel would most likely give him more problems than he needed to if he came and left without notice. And for the second time in the day, Roxas found himself scaling the stairs of Castle Oblivion. His wandering led him to an open room; it was hard to tell closed rooms apart, seeing that they all looked alike, but the inside gave it all away.

As his cerulean eyes scanned the room, they rested at a part of what was most likely an instrument sticking out from the corner of his eye; making this room's undoubtedly Demyx's. Aside from other members of the Organization XIII (who shall be un-named), who proclaimed themselves 'musicians' because they could break glass by singing, (and were convinced that the breaking of the glass as a mere applaud from nature) from what he knew, Demyx was the only member who actually had talent in the performing arts field.

Taking a cautious, yet brief step forward, he stuck his head inside the room, "Demyx...?"

Report | 12/30/2007 4:41 pm

Axel the 8th World Wonder

Pfft, like I’ve been one to do missions, too. Except I know that you’re way worse at skipping out on them than I am. Oh, have you heard anything about Marly? I think he blamed Vexen for what I did, which is funny as hell. *he laughs*

Report | 12/29/2007 9:39 pm

Better Blue Than Red

(( Sorry I haven't responded to you...I was quite busy ^^;; ))

Xaldin looked up when he heard the Melodius Nocturns tune, and he thought to himself how beautifully the boy sang, he wasn't one to play favorites but he figured he should compliment Demyx...maybe it would make him stop believe he is so worthless.

" It's a nice tune...", he said as he walked by where Demyx was playing, he then sat doen on a cushion of air and took a book and pair of reading glasses from his coat.

Report | 12/29/2007 8:06 pm

Capt Cid A Highwind

(Thanks... I drew that background for my profile over on MySpace, and those wrote up those rules there as well. I just brought them over to this site with me.)

Cid, feeling that something just wasn't quite right, strolled from his house out to the workshop. When he saw the door open and someone inside, he just about lost his cool. Well, to be honest, he DID lose his cool, that was normal for him, however. Throwing the door open the rest of the way, he stormed in, and right up behind the stranger.

"Hey! Who the hell do you think you are sneakin' into my s&#* and snoopin' the f&@# around?? If I find ANYTHIN' broken, I'm gonna hand yer a** to ya!"

Report | 12/25/2007 11:39 pm

Axel the 8th World Wonder

I think Marly managed to find out his shampoo was rigged. Not sure if he checked his toothpaste yet. *He chuckles nervously as he just remembered he didn’t close the door all the way in Marluxia’s room, which could have given it away.* At least he didn’t come accusing me, which I’m both glad and wondering who he blamed first.

*Axel decides whether or not to hang out with Demyx in his room or go spy on the two to see how it all ends up going down. Well, he’ll see Luxord’s new hair-do at some point, but then again Marly would suspect him for lurking around to see who the Graceful Assassin will go after. Time to play it safe for once and follow Demyx into his room to have an alibi and to hopefully save each other with the excuse they were in Demmy’s room the whole time.*

So what’s your plans for today?

Report | 12/25/2007 7:33 pm

Risky Gambler - Luxord

Port Royal this, cursed gold that--Luxord was tired and sweaty and generally unhappy. Thus, a shower was most definitely in order. <3

He was stripping out of his coat even before he'd reached the bathroom, and was naked by the time the door closed behind him. With water on nice and hot, Luxord slipped into the shower--more than content to finally be able to wash up. He works from shoulders to waist, his face, then from waist down. With the steam rising up around him, Luxord reached for his shampoo--the bottle a bit misplaced. He figured Xigbar's been using it again, but oh...if only... This was worse. Much worse.

He hummed to himself, scrubbing his scalp, washing his hair, swaying a bit to his own melody--eyes shut so he wouldn't get suds in them.

But as he rinsed, Luxord gave the air around him a sniff. Something...smelled odd. This warning came too late. Looking down, Luxord saw a faded wash of green running down his legs.

"Oh...gods no--" He leapt out of the shower, skidding across the wet tile floor and rutting up against the door. He threw himself towards the sink, rubbing the steamed up mirror with a hand. Luxord balked in horror.

His hair was green.

You could hear his scream from the top floor all the way down to the basement levels...

Report | 12/25/2007 6:48 pm

XRakusodoX

:3 Hope you had a merry Christmas, Dem.

Report | 12/25/2007 6:42 pm

VI Zekushion VI

Merry Christmas, Demyx.

Report | 12/25/2007 2:49 am

Axel the 8th World Wonder

Operation: Dye job is in place. Now we just wait and see what happens. Also to make sure we aren't suspects in doing that to them or at least have an escape route; especially from Number X.

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