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[fulgural.livejournal.com]

[here is a Larxene, seated on the back of a sofa. In the air near this Larxene is a sitar that might look very very familiar to a certain Nobody, suspended in the middle of a crackling, hollow sphere of electricity.]

It might be in your best interests to come and get this soon, hm~?

(ooc; 'sup, bandwagoning. So, anyone out there have Larxene's knives to give back?)

Comments

[knifeabitch.livejournal.com]

Yup. I think we're still owned by Larxene so... Maybe you're just a failure at keeping track of your knives. [Shrugs with a smirk.]

[fulgural.livejournal.com]

I don't think so, dears. It's not like I don't have any idea about who has them right now.

[knifeabitch.livejournal.com]

How do you know? The switch could've been completely random. You got Demyx's stupid Sitar and a Sora got your knives. Who knows~?

[fulgural.livejournal.com]

[the knives have a point, but Larxene merely shrugs.]

Either way, I doubt it's permanent.

[knifeabitch.livejournal.com]

Nothin' in this place ever is.

[Taylor will lean against that couch by you.]

[fulgural.livejournal.com]

So...what's it like being a weapon?

[knifeabitch.livejournal.com]

[Shrugs.]

Well if Larxene is ever in a fight we get called. We cut things. We leave and go about our merry ways. Not that exciting.

[fulgural.livejournal.com]

At least you're the closest to all the action.

[knifeabitch.livejournal.com]

Oh yes. [smirks at that.]

It's hard explaining how am amazing it feels to be the thing that actually cuts into someone. [small content sigh.]

[fulgural.livejournal.com]

Did your Larxene ever use you outside of battle?

[knifeabitch.livejournal.com]

And what's that suppose to mean? [Quirks an eyebrow.]

[fulgural.livejournal.com]

It's been my experience that people still bleed outside of battles.