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 Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 9:43 pm
"I never said I hid them all. Just you know...yours...and everyone else's. Maybe."
Demyx grumbled. Still upside down. Still annoyed. Still not wanting to think about his headphones. Ughhhh.
"Man, you cannot -hold them- until they...grow. Or whatever it is they do. Ya know? That's going to be a lot of holding, and your arms are going to get tiiiired."
Demyx stretched. An upside down, awkward, sort of stretch.
"Besides man, you could raise them to n** at Superior's ankles. That'd be kinda funny, hehehe!"
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 10:20 pm
Xigbar snorted, turning away from Demyx to walk back toward the couch Demyx had previously been napping on.
"Maybe I'll just leave them on your favorite couch."
Hmph! Demyx could just hang there for a while damn it! Not that Xigbar would really leave him hanging there, but he could sure as hell let Demyx THINK he would.
He sat on the couch, headphones on his lap, he still had NO idea what he was going to do with those...
Oh what the hell was he doing, none of this was Demyx's fault, may as well let him down. He was going to have to buy him another box of cookies later, damn it, he really needed to stop doing that.
"No, you might think it's funny, but I'd rather not piss him off."
Of all people, Xigbar knew exactly what Xemnas was capable of. Pissing the superior off was NOT a good idea, EVER.
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 7:28 am
Ohthankgodhisfeetwereonthegroundagain! Breathing a sigh of relief, Demyx stretched once more and carefully strolled closer to the couch.
"aw cmon man, there's more than one couch, why do you have to be on mine? What did I doooo?"
At this point he was whining, arms folded and huffy expression back on his face.
"And sheesh, I was just joking..." "Shoulda left him upside down."
A calm voice announced the appearance of another, a cool smirk crossing his face as he watched the two."Ohgoddamnit"
It was then that more curses that Xigbar would have thought possible escaped the sitarist's mouth.
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 7:51 am
Xigbar's arms folded, shooting that glare at Demyx that said 'do NOT whine at me, boy'. He was not angry at Demyx, not yet, but he was most certainly not in the mood to tolerate whining. Another day maybe, but not today.
And he STILL had to figure out what the hell to do with these things! He supposed he could keep them in his room, but then he'd end up with damned PUPPIES in his room and that was so NOT happening...
What the--who the hell...
Xigbar looked up at the sound of another voice, an irritated twitch of his tail. Just what he needed--
His thoughts were broken by the string of swears from the younger nobody, a quizzical brow raised. It seemed Demyx did not like whoever had just entered the room. But who was it? At first glance he had thought it was Luxord, but despite the resemblance it certainly was not number 10.
"And you are?"
In the back of his mind the thoughts were turning, putting the pieces together, that little nagging voice telling him he did NOT WANT TO KNOW!
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 8:04 am
"No one! He's no one!"
Demyx did his best to stand between Xigbar and the newcomer, trying to use his wings to block out any and all view of whoever it was who had just strolled in. The grin was nervous, broken by the occasional muttered curse word.
"Seriously man, he's of no concern."
"Rude, as usual."
He easily stepped around the fidgeting sitarist, fixing his grin once more on the sniper.
"Name's Requiem, and I assume you're the Xigbar I've always heard mentions of whispered through the halls."
If he was surprised, he certainly wasn't showing it. Instead his expression was that of one simply calculating his odds. No wonder he bore such a resemblance to the castle gambler.
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 8:54 am
A low growl aimed at Demyx, MOVE OR BE MOVED! Xigbar was not an idiot nor was he blind! And no matter how much stuttering, swearing, and acting like a complete IDIOT the sitarist did, it was not going to make the newcomer vanish nor keep the sniper from seeing him.
"I am."
Was this one a nobody as well? He wore the coat of the organization, but then why did he look so much like Luxord? And why was Demyx--OH MY GOD!!
Xigbar's gaze shifted to Demyx, Requiem, Demyx, back to Requiem. The headphones, Demyx's new found swearing habit, the newcomer, oh god it all made sense! DO NOT WANT!
"DEMYX! What the hell did you do?!"
Oh god...
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 5:00 pm
By this time Demyx had been slowly tip-toeing towards the door. Maybe, just maybe, if he made a break for it now he could find himself out of this room and into a portal before the sniper put two and two toget---
DAMNIT.
"I didn't do anything!"
Demyx whined, trying not to make eye contact with Xigbar. At one point he even shuffled his feet, looking very much like a child with his hand caught in the cookie jar.
Huh.
"It was nothing man, I swear! I just...ARGH!"
He flailed, whining more.
"Don't worry, I don't take after him."
Thank god, the sitarist was pretty much top of his 'people I'd rather forget existed' list.
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 5:30 pm
Too late Demyx, the secret is out! Oh god, Demyx and LUXORD? DEMYX WITH PUPPIES?! Not that he had anything against Luxord, but this was Demyx, DEMYX! WHAT THE ******** HELL WAS HE DOING WITH PUPPIES?! It was just so wrong on so many levels, donotwant!
"I suppose that makes you fortunate."
Demyx, not so much. Poor little fuzzball over there looked more uncomfortable than Xigbar had ever seen him. Had he been an evil jerk like Xemnas he would have been laughing hysterical at the whole thing (which incidentally Xemnas was most certainly doing at his very moment).
Heh, if any of these things (snort at headphones) turned out like that with him, he'd make sure they never made it to adulthood.
All he could do was shake his head at Demyx...there really were no words.
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 5:55 pm
There was a long uncomfortable silence from the sitarist before he finally burst out perhaps the last question anyone expected from him.
"So uh...what's a good world for booze? I could use a niiiice drink right about now. How 'bout you Xiggy?"
Invite his child? Hell no.
Not that he even -wanted- to be invited.
"Fortunate indeed, at least I got the intelligent genes."
A final glare shot at the sitarist before he headed towards the door.
"If you ever want to have a conversation with any real -substance- behind it, I'm around."
And with that, he was gone.
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 6:06 pm
Xigbar raised a brow, watching as Requiem left the room.
"Later."
Then it was only Demyx and Xigbar left, a moment of silence as his gaze settled on the sitarist. What? A drink? Oh hell yes, he could SO use a drink right about now, or two or three...
"Yeah, sure."
Xigbar checked that the headphones were safe on the couch before he stood to his feet. (they'd be okay there, Xemnas, harm his best chance of ******** with Xigbar ever? As if).
"Let's get the hell out of here."
But first, he was totally gluing his headphones to his ears.
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 6:12 pm
"Ohthankgod"
He was still fidgeting nervously, but soon enough he'd be sitting in some bar or something SOMEWHERE with Xigbar, and he'd forget allllll about the problems here at the castle. Yep! Nothing to think about here!
Really.
No headphones.
No children that hated him.
Nothing. Just him, Xigbar, and some drinks.
"Let's go."
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