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[thundery.livejournal.com]

[ Thanks to the delightful effects of certain arrows, at least one Larxene isn't doing so hot. That would be the resident male one, who is currently not lurking in the darker parts of the dressing room. He looks troubled, for some reason, and his foul mood appears to be no secret.

So what's he doing wandering the halls? Looking for a distraction! Hopefully in the form of someone to torment. ]

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[seasides]

[exiting a bathroom, damp hair pulled back into a ponytail. he's rubbing one eye a little sleepily and doesn't notice Larxene.]

[thundery.livejournal.com]

[lucky for him, Larx is observant as usual, and notices him immediately.

...but he's going to pretend like he didn't, and kick a nearby door open.]

[seasides]

[blinks when he hears that and looks over- oh.]

[thundery.livejournal.com]

[disappears through the door.]

because my sadism for this guy knows no bounds.

[sunsettingly.livejournal.com]

oh good~

[thundery.livejournal.com]

[ooh, a Riku? well those are always fun-- huh. wings. Larx is just going to send a bit of electricity his way. maybe he can fry those feathers.]

[sunsettingly.livejournal.com]

What the hell was that for?

[antimnemonic.livejournal.com]

[...why did he have to be going down this hall. hi, Larx, Nami will just be trying to slip away unnoticed.]

[thundery.livejournal.com]

[not so fast, Nami~ Larx will be warping to the direction he was walking now.]

Now here's something I don't see every day.

[antimnemonic.livejournal.com]

[and here he was hoping he'd never have to see Larx again. swallows, trying not to be scared.]

[lifelike-memory.livejournal.com]

[roaming through the halls with a mug of tea, looking like he hasn't slept in days. still packing his sketchbook and pencils around though.]

[thundery.livejournal.com]

[Namis, Namis everywhere. Larx stops walking, watching him interestedly. he can tell which one this is.]

[lifelike-memory.livejournal.com]

[drinking tea and not paying attention until he sees him. ....great, why now.]

[zackyoucard.livejournal.com]

[Aeris is gonna pass by- she's in tanks, jeans, and holding a pair of sneakers. Her hair looks fairly wet and so does the ribbon and towel slung on one of her shoulders. ...Oh, and she's carrying a longsword and looking rather grumpy.]

[thundery.livejournal.com]

[huh. someone he doesn't really recognize? color him interested.]

What happened to you?

[zackyoucard.livejournal.com]

[Looks over at Larxene, eyes narrowed.] I got sucked into the ocean.

[beastwithin-vii.livejournal.com]

[Oh, Here walks the crazy Saix. Currently shirtless and wrapped with some bandages around his stomach, walking around looking for Xemnas. His eyes a bright violent yellow. His teeth rather sharp looking.]

[thundery.livejournal.com]

[well Larxene is no idiot, so he's just going to watch from a distance, ready to make a break for it if needed.]

[beastwithin-vii.livejournal.com]

[But Saix senses makes his head snap right into Larxenes direction. He then makes his way toward you, his eyes dilating.]

Have you seen the superior?

[His voice deep, almost threatening. Larxene is better off not pushing his patience today, or he might snap her head off.]

I need to use this one more

[losenothing.livejournal.com]

XII.

[lol just inducted.]

\o/

[thundery.livejournal.com]

XIII.

[raises an eyebrow.]

[losenothing.livejournal.com]

What are you doing.

[that's :| Roxas for you]

oh the temptation *feels evil*

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[oh, just wandering the halls looking for someone he knows. and freeze! he halts, staring at what is very clearly fitting the description of a Larxene.]

a lot of people are today |D

[thundery.livejournal.com]

[spots him immediately, lifting an eyebrow. oh, a Roxas. he just loves Roxae. not. but there's something different about this one, isn't there?]

but evil is good, right?

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[yes, something quite special indeed. Roxas is just going to... back away now. no, pay no attention to his hand hoisting up the hem of his shirt, grabbing the dagger hidden under it.]