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[No good dressing room is complete without a garden. Precisely there is where the man in question finds himself, walking through the grass and pausing once in a while to make a displeased noise or frown where the plants are not to his liking.
He stops at last before a tall tree with a small, parasitic vine growing along its trunk. Laying his hand on the vine, Marluxia smiles a cruel smile. The vine is one of his favourite breeds, known well for wanting too much from its host and often killing it in the process of just surviving. It may be murderous, but it bears beautiful flowers when it blossoms.
Under his touch, the vine's growth process is visibly accelerated.]
[ooc: I gave in to my urge to play Marlu, so have a brand new muse. Concrit would be really appreciated... though isn't necessary.]
He stops at last before a tall tree with a small, parasitic vine growing along its trunk. Laying his hand on the vine, Marluxia smiles a cruel smile. The vine is one of his favourite breeds, known well for wanting too much from its host and often killing it in the process of just surviving. It may be murderous, but it bears beautiful flowers when it blossoms.
Under his touch, the vine's growth process is visibly accelerated.]
[ooc: I gave in to my urge to play Marlu, so have a brand new muse. Concrit would be really appreciated... though isn't necessary.]
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Having some trouble with this idea, Marluxia stares at the quickly approaching child, his face entirely emotionless. When she's near enough, he touches one hand to the tree and raises a root to trip the girl, then turns to the Larxene in question.]
You know, my fly-traps prefer them a touch smaller than that...
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This one isn't for them.
[Larxene lifts her daughter back to her feet, giving Marluxia a look fit to kill all the while.]
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The vine in question draws towards Marluxia protectively.
The noise that child is making is nothing short of aggravating, and Marluxia cannot for the life of him understand what Larxene is doing with a child in the first place.]
Then why do you have her?
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[Funny how she seems so displeased to see him, even if you discount his tripping her daughter, isn't it?]
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What happened?
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Does it matter?
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...And I was looking forward to seeing you once more...
[Marluxia is visibly disappointed.]
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You were?
[Okay, Larx, get ahold of yourself.]
Hah. Sure you were.
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[The disappointment disappears, his features freeze into relatively emotionless once more.]
Larxene. We had plans to rule the worlds, to take over the Organization--Why must I remind you of this? [No, he doesn't believe he has to.] It's the traitor's fault that our plans resulted in failure.
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What would happen if I tried? [And more importantly, after a pause:] What happened to you?
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[Pointed stare at the child.]
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[Akane was cheerfully watching bugs, but her mother's increasingly angry speech catches her attention. "Mama no?"]
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[He really would have enjoyed more of an explanation. That was hardly a 'long story.' Instead of demanding more, he looks to the kid.]
Is she yours?
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Who's the father?
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[Well, it's not like he can think any worse of her...]
Axel. Spells were involved, we were both out of our minds, rest assured I made him regret it.
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That traitor. After he--All our plans... You must have been out of your mind.
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This place can do that to you.
[Akane tugs on the hem of Larxene's shirt, wanting to show her a pretty rock she found, but Larx ignores her.]
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itt awkward turtle
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Did you want something else?
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... No.
[finally starts to walk away-- portals scare Akane and it's a pain in the ass to calm her down afterward-- though she's very much on alert. Just in case.]
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