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 Posted: Sat Feb 10, 2007 1:48 pm
The second Larxene had sat up on the couch, Demyx had let out a yelp and dove behind the piece of furniture to hide. It wasn't like the couch would offer him much protection, but it was better than standing out in the open. It was from the relative safety the couch offered that the young sitarist listened to the three voices and wondered just what he should do. On one paw, he had the general threat Larxene offered just by -existing-. On the other, he had Marluxia telling him to open the door and...well that'd cause an even bigger problem. As soon as he gained access it'd be easy for Marluxia to rile up Larxene...more so than she already was.
BUT...if he left the door shut, would Marluxia really use Vexen as a battering ram? Demyx didn't really want to see the other rammed through a door, but if he made a move to open it, would Larxene zap him? Choices choices...this really was tough!
And in the end, Demyx did what he usually did...he stayed in hiding. Maybe that way no one would hurt him.
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Posted: Mon Feb 12, 2007 11:10 am
Larxene eyes formed a harsher glare as she heard Marluxia's reply. From the tone of his voice leaving was something that was carelessly misplaced in his mind, along with his common sense. She knew that the pink man had been serious about using Vexen to take down the door. The damn fool. With a light snarl she glared at furniture piece that Demyx was currently cowering behind and closed her eyes. She was too tired to be ticked off right now.
"Demyx, in case you are even considering opening that door let me just put this into your mind," she paused, twirling one of her several kunai with her right hand, "open that door and I will electrocute you so horrendously that all your hair will fall off, and it will never grow again."
She continued to comfortably rest herself, waiting for a shriek from Demyx, an argument from Vexen and a clever yet shrewd taunt from Marluxia.
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Posted: Tue Feb 13, 2007 8:24 am
At Larxene's threat Vexen's usually calm and placid expression nearly faltered into that of a pre-snort-and-laugh smirk. He however quickly retained his original repose and darted a swift side-glare to Marluxia. He was quite perplexed but still didn't wish to be the one to instigate any of what appeared to now be inevitable violence. He was solid, as solid and composed as his respective element. He would not lose his cool, but he had however decided that if Marluxia pull one move he disliked, Vexen may just let out a little slip of skill. Pun intended. "All talk, XI. As usual. Haven't you anything better to do? You know, in fact I'd watch where you tread. You're in a room with three members who's powers, if combined, could defiantly thwart you. And I mean that in a non-threating sort of way" Vexen proclaimed, his voice however, dripping with sarcasm.
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2007 10:03 am
Marluxia sighed, the sound dramatic even in its beginnings, and he shook his head, as though he felt that he was surrounded by idiots. Well, he knew they weren't idiots, but they were completely unwilling to cooperate and that labeled them as half-wits in the very least. Save maybe Demyx. Poor kid was smart enough to know that involvement produced pain.
"Must I do everything myself? You all are so very tiresome." Paddering up to the door that was causing so very much trouble, Marluxia put a paw down at the crack between floor and the door itself. A myriad of twisting vines worked their way under the door, each headed for the doorknob, and fiddled with the lock on it as though they were sentient beings.
There was more than one way to get a door open.
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Posted: Tue May 08, 2007 1:50 pm
Larxene got her shriek, the terrified Demyx letting one loose as his paws flew up to cover his precious, if messy, hair.
"I'm not! I don't wanna get electrocuted...or lose my hair!"
The musician didn't think he'd look very good bald. And he certainly didn't want to test the theory anyway. His instincts had been right. Staying hidden was the best bet here. If Marluxia really wanted inside he'd have to get himself in.
From his hiding spot the pink one's flowers were unseen. Demyx had no idea Marluxia was already working his way inside, nor how close the seemingly unavoidable fight was.
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 6:42 pm
Larxene made a sagely nod at Demyx. "That's a good boy. Make sure you don't do anything reckless," she chimed with a smirk. It was one of her personal past times to tease Demyx. The boy was so poor and defenseless it put Larxene's heart to glee how easy it was. Sometimes she thought it was too easy, but those thoughts were always shoved to the back of her mind.
That's when the nymph noticed an ugly weed growing itself into the room. She made a frown at it, common sense telling her that this was Marluxia's doing. With a sigh she raised herself from the cushioned couch and wandered over to the door. Snatching a kunai from her coat pocket she bent down to her knees to make 'eye contact' the crawling weed. A little sigh emerged from her lips and taking meticulous aim she pinned down the weed with the sharp point of her kunai in the middle of the ugly dark green, hoping to prevent it's growth by doing such.
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