i tied myself to the wheel;

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[It took a couple days, but Larxene has fully recovered from her recent death and revival. She definitely intends to get Saix back for that one, and to that end she's mixed something up from Marluxia's garden... But that's for later. Right now, she's training, practicing her combat moves on a wooden dummy. She'd prefer a living opponent, but she doesn't need to get injured again so soon after that.

If you're a Saix or Sora and approach her, though, you're probably getting kicked in the face. :/ ]


((aaand the thread with Axel is officially Not For The Kiddies.))

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now you're thinking with portals!

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

[blinku]

... Bye?

Portals: solution to everything! ... Oh wait.

[amaranteleven.livejournal.com]

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

Aaah. You're new here. I figured.

[she hasn't seen one with a scar like that.]

Trust me, lovely, if there were a way out I wouldn't be here.

[amaranteleven.livejournal.com]

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

[have an eyebrow-raise back. she's not used to Marluxias being this quiet.]

It's called the dressing room, which makes no fucking sense whatsoever.

[amaranteleven.livejournal.com]

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

Cut the mime act, would you?

[amaranteleven.livejournal.com]

...

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

[Now she realizes how it got there.]

Holy shit...

[amaranteleven.livejournal.com]

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

Marluxia... What happened?

[wait, stupid question, it's not like he can tell her.]

I mean... Shit, I don't like the sound of your universe.

[amaranteleven.livejournal.com]

...

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

It's some kind of... dimensional black hole sort of thing. Pulls people in and they can't get out; the dark corridors all stop at the edges, like you must have noticed. There's a lot of duplicates, same face different world.

You're not my Marluxia. I'm not the Larxene you know.

[amaranteleven.livejournal.com]

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

And there's nothing, nothing worthwhile to do. It's no wonder they've all resorted to a nonstop sexathon and occasionally killing each other.

I'm looking for a way out. Care to join me?

[amaranteleven.livejournal.com]

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

Awesome. ... We'll have to find you a notepad or something first.

[amaranteleven.livejournal.com]

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

[She puts an arm around his waist in her typical personal-space-invader fashion, and tugs him towards the door]

The library, maybe. There might be something behind the desk.

[amaranteleven.livejournal.com]

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

[it's nice, being around one who isn't brushing her off or trying to seduce her. She just wishes he could talk.

Larxene would like words with the party responsible. :/

so yeah, library is this way~ and no one's at the desk, lucky lucky.]

[amaranteleven.livejournal.com]

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

[sits on the desk]

So who did it?

[amaranteleven.livejournal.com]

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

Mm. I should have guessed.

[well, so much for any plans of having "words" with him, then- she's not so dumb as to take on a Xemnas at this point.]