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[bloodylances.livejournal.com]

[ What do you mean the mundane has no varieties she does but she missed this okay. B|

There's a woman around, with very similar dreads and cornrows in the style that the Beast, Belle, Sora and Company should be very familiar about. There was even that strange aura if one can feel it. There was a very, very obvious difference, though:

She's shorter than the other Lancer. No sideburns. Still a manipulative bitch at heart, or should it be said... no heart. A lance at hand, she sent it to what seemed like a target on the ceiling --

This was practice. III didn't want to get rusty, after all. ]



[ ooc; Journal change to a better name, so from now on bloodylances → downbursts ]

Comments

:D

[unhingedabit.livejournal.com]

[Here's your neighborhood Xemnas walking into the room, to stop and do a double take in your direction.]

8D

[bloodylances.livejournal.com]

[ She has a good throw, yes? And she isn't even using the wind --

A glance towards the person that entered. Well. It's one of them. ]

Greetings, Superior.

[ The lance reappears in her hand. ]

[unhingedabit.livejournal.com]

Good tidings, friend.

[HOLY CRAP. YOU'RE FEMALE.]

[bloodylances.livejournal.com]

[ IS THAT SO ODD? She raises a brow. ]

Something that's caught your attention?

[unhingedabit.livejournal.com]

[stareeeeeeee]

You're female.

[bloodylances.livejournal.com]

[ Hey, hey, my face is up here. Why is this one a bit odd... ]

I have always been, Xemnas. At least from the universe I've come from.

[unhingedabit.livejournal.com]

[holy crap. you're female.]

Am I female in your universe?

[bloodylances.livejournal.com]

Everyone is, excluding Larxene. Although, it seems everyone else's stories are in reverse.

A living example would be you, of course.

[unhingedabit.livejournal.com]

[looks down at his own chest, as if to check and make sure he is indeed male.]

[bloodylances.livejournal.com]

[ She hopes he isn't touching his chest to inspect. Okay, so very, very odd. ]

Is there anything you wish for whilst you're here, Xemnas?

[unhingedabit.livejournal.com]

[No, no he's not.]

I'm inspecting each room, to see if they have secret passage ways.

[bloodylances.livejournal.com]

[ Oh thank god. ]

There's none here except targets. Some moving, some idle. Although, doesn't every door lead to more rooms, or simply more closets?

[ And just when she said 'target's, one appeared -- that specific one was wearing a paper crown. ]

[unhingedabit.livejournal.com]

I can see that.

[would it be stilling your kill if he happened to just swoop out his laser and slash through said target?]

But the passage ways sound more fun.

[bloodylances.livejournal.com]

[ She didn't have her lance pointed at it yet, so it's a 'no'. She's unmoved, as expected. ]

Dare I ask how many you've found by now?

[unhingedabit.livejournal.com]

[slash-y slash-y. He's skilled.]

Exactly thirty-one and a half. All in different rooms.

[bloodylances.livejournal.com]

[ Well, looks like someone's having fun. Arms crossed behind her back, she lets him as more of the pop-up cardboard victims appear. ]

-- And they lead to...?

[unhingedabit.livejournal.com]

People's bedrooms.

[Oh now he's getting into it. Full concentration on hitting things with his lasers.]

[bloodylances.livejournal.com]

[ She keeps silent as she took exactly three steps back, not wanting to get hit by THAT GUY'S LIMIT BREAK if it so happens. She's cautious. ]

[unhingedabit.livejournal.com]

[Flips backwards after doing some cool aerial things and dismisses his blades. Despite the fact that he is 'different', he is still a Xemnas. Not exactly the weakest person around.]

[bloodylances.livejournal.com]

[ That he is, and that's why Xaldin didn't speak whilst he decided to, ah, have fun. When he was done, though? ]

It seems you all still have the same exact power, whether male or female.

[unhingedabit.livejournal.com]

I don't necessarily know if you want to call it exact. I am sure that each of us have our own different motives.

[giggles.]

[bloodylances.livejournal.com]

And yours would be?

[unhingedabit.livejournal.com]

Fight until the death. Injuries add to the fun. Only an idiot would stop because he broke something.

[bloodylances.livejournal.com]

And if they happen to break your toy?

[unhingedabit.livejournal.com]

You act as though I don't have back up plans.

[Look, III. You get to meet his knife that he hides in the inside of his coat. Sharp butcher knife, even.]