kingdomdressing | extremes.

— thought that was all supposed to change.

[ the voice slips in through an ajar door, drawing nearer along with footsteps. It's feminine, yet laced with the sound of razors slashing against each other, only accented by annoyance. The door opens, allowing a Larxene to step through. An ordinary sight. A Special sight. This one moves with an inhuman, jerky grace like someone from a video sped up too fast. The familiar blue eyes seem sharper somehow, like that of a hunting wolf. But her most prominent feature is the tattoo running down her left cheek around to the back of her neck, the black lines stark and pulsating against her pale skin, swirling and spinning with a seeming life and rhythm of their own. ]

It better not interfere with anything, or else we might just have to do something about that bubbleh—

[ the silence hangs knifelike in the air, Larxene's tattoo moving faster as she takes in her new surroundings. She snaps her gaze behind her, at the open door that shows not a long, sterile white hallway, but a simple closet. ]

Bogus.

( ooc; have an Uglies-verse!Larxene. )

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[she's a little grumpy, so she's not paying attention to whoever is nearby as she walks along, hands in her pockets.]

[ her eyes widen in surprise and then immediately narrow upon catching sight of Kairi, cold blue irises tracking the girl's every movement. Larxene quickly eliminates the distance between them, stepping in front of her. ]

And where do you think you're going?

[ Specials never forgot their enemies, especially if they were trying to bring civilization crashing down again. Especially if they were supposed to be imprisoned.]

[erp, comes to a halt to avoid crashing right into her. Larxenes make her slightly nervous, just like the psychology teacher back home had, and she blinks owlishly at her for a moment before stepping back.]

I think you're mistaking me for someone else.

[ she laughs, a razor sound that lasts less than a second. ]

Oh, don't insult my intelligence, little random. Special Circumstances keeps very good track of who their prisoners are.

[ though something seems slightly off; for one, though the faint scent of laundry emanates from her clothes, Kairi doesn't seem like she's been living outside the cities. But that's something to consider later. ]

Prisoners-? I have no idea what you're talking about.

[frowns, fiddling with a loose thread in her pocket.]

You must be new here.

[ arches an eyebrow before smiling mirthlessly. ]

Very well, I can play along for a little while. Tell me where "here" is.

Well, this place is called the dressing room. It's a crossroads between worlds, and likes to pull in doubles from a whole bunch of different worlds.

[fidgets nervously.]

I can show you them.

[ ...that's just a little too brain-missing for her to even pretend to believe. ]

And I suppose you're going to show me unicorns and fairies as well?

...I don't think there are any of those here.

[okay, she can tell she's not being believed, so she's just hoping she doesn't get attacked or something.]

Okay, seriously. Just down this hall there's more traffic, you'll be able to see the doubles yourself.

[ she delicately touches the fingertips of one hand to her forehand, as if dramatically fighting off a headache born of exasperation. The slightest flick of her hand, however, is enough to twist the minute, nearly invisible stinger concealed in her ring out and ready for use. She drops her hand back to her side and takes deliberate steps towards Kairi. ]

Is that so? Then you're coming with me.

[ she stops a scant feet away from the other girl, more than ready to completely close the distance if need be. Larxene jerks her head towards the direction of the hall, indicating that Kairi should lead the way. ]

Start walking, random.

[bites her lip and nods, scooting down the hall before forcing herself to take proper strides.]

[Just walking along minding own business...Oh look a Larxene!]
[She pauses, locking eyes with the new arrival. Her fighters instinct flaring up, she doesnt usually jump to conclusions about people. But she cant help but be on guard around this person]
......

[ it's generally considered a foolish move to meet the gaze of a Special directly; like everything else about her, Larxene's eyes could be called beautiful - if it's possible to ignore their cold cruelty, now only sharpened by the scrutinizing look she tosses Tifa's way. Not an ugly and nowhere near a Special...but not quite a pretty either. Not with that guarded demeanor. ]

Can I help you?

[Tifa tries to appear relaxed. She isn't intimidated by the look Larxene throws at her, but she does notice the cruelty in them.]
Oh, it's nothing. Just noticed you look a little lost there. You new here?
[She tries to be nice and ignore the feeling tugging at her better sense of judgment that tells her to walk away...Quickly...]

[ pride tilts her chin up a bit at that "lost" comment. ]

Even if I am, I have no intentions of staying here for long. If you'll excuse me.

[ and she strides straight past Tifa, heading for another closed door and wrenching that one open. Another closet. Larxene swears under her breath as she walks towards another door. If nothing else, she certainly is persistent. ]

[Tifa cant help the amused look on her face, and she gives a small chuckle]
I'm sorry to tell you this, but you're not going anywhere.

[ she spins around sharply at the sound of the chuckle, closing the distance between her and Tifa with a few impossibly quick steps. ]

Is that a threat?

[Tifa frowns, standing her ground. She refuses to be intimidated]
No, it's a fact. No one leaves here until the room wants you to.

[ that does get her to turn her attention to the walls for however brief a second. Then her eyes return to Tifa, having found none of the telltale circuitry of the artificially intelligent walls that kept not-tricky uglies from leaving their dorms past curfew. ]

That's completely missing.

[She almost smiles]
Well, whether you believe me or not, it's the truth. And that means you're not leaving this place. None of us can.
[There's a slight frown at the last part of her sentence.]

[ steps away from Tifa, going over to the nearest wall, examining it further. No reinforced metal, no special plastics, definitely not made of smart matter - if she can't find a door out, she'll simply have to make one. ]

Us? I don't think so. I'm nothing like you randoms.

[Tifa raises an eyebrow. She can guess what Larxene is thinking and she shakes her head with an exasperated sigh]
You're definitely new here...Look, you cant just bust out of here either. Watch.
[She walks up to the wall that Larxene was examining. She takes up a fighting stance before unleashing a powerful kick against the wall. Usually such a kick would be enough to bring the said wall down. But apart from the incredibly loud thud of her shoe hitting the wall, there was no effect.]
[She relaxes again. This display wasn't just to prove how pointless trying to escape was, it was also to prove her strength, to show that Larxene wasn't the only dangerous one around here.]
see?

extremes.

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