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[ There is a Larxene crouched in this room, the left side of his mouth smeared with blood, gripping locks of silver hair tightly between his gloved fingers. The smell of charred flesh and burnt rubber hangs thick in the air, visible in the hazy grey smoke. It comes from the impact of lightning on skin and armor and bone, shorting out nerves and numbing limbs and blackening the natural wooden floor to a large dark smear.

The replica sprawled across that blackened floor is female, and currently unconscious, but it's obvious she's taken the brunt of whatever bad mood he's in. Her head (and most of her torso) has been lifted off the floor by her hair.

He is not smiling. In fact, his face looks pretty blank for someone usually so expressive when causing others pain. ]

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[his nose is wrinkling at the smell, and he's giving Larx a look that's clearly: What the hell, man.]

If you're going to hang around and stare, then you'll get my attention.

[There's a sharp edge to his tone at the end, and he sends Roxas a meaningful look back.]

[he doesn't look very impressed. even on her worst days, the Larxene from his world never got this pissy at someone. is Larx having his man-period?

all the same, he gestures toward the replica with a raised eyebrow, and a questioning look. what is all this then?]

[No, he is not, but thank you for asking! Larxene sneers at the gesture, shaking her head quickly by her hair, like a puppet's strings.]

What about it?

[that makes him frown, crossing his arms. you look rather demented doing that, you know. he's also wondering if the girl is dead.]

[He's a Larxene, of course he looks demented. And no, she isn't, but how is he supposed to say that when he doesn't know what Roxas is thinking?]

[how often is it that Larx meets someone who honestly doesn't feel afraid of him? though he does have Sora's heart, mind you. he just isn't used to thinking of Larxene as the Enemy. brb walking right on in to crouch down and check for signs of life.]

[Very rarely, and it pisses him off every time. He raises an eyebrow at the show, dropping the replica's head abruptly to lean back and watch.]

What?

[he makes a tsking sound, but isn't even looking at Larx while he checks the girl over. what is it with Larxenes and Replicas? he's assuming this is one, anyway.]

[He stands up, the toe of his boot coming up to press her head down into the floor.]

Are you concerned?

[good thing she's already unconscious. he looks up at Larx with an unreadable expression, then points to the girl's chest before pointing to his own, cocking his head curiously: is she Broken?]

[He sneers and crosses his arms.]

She's only unconscious, if that's what you're asking. Seems she couldn't handle the pain.

[still not afraid! if he didn't happen to have Sora's heart with him, he'd likely leave Larx to his own devices. since he does however, he feels wrong about the idea of leaving them here like this. he seems to think they must have been fighting and the replica lost badly.

what will Larx do if he sees Roxas giving her a cure?]

[Roxas had better be prepared to dodge, because if Larxene sees him doing that, then he'll be aiming that boot toward his face.]

[yes, well. he's shooting Larx with one first (since he does figure they were fighting) before sending one to the replica as well. he isn't making any effort to hide what he's doing, not feeling as though he'd need to around another Organization member.]

[He is quite surprised by that.

But it won't stop him from trying to kick his teeth out.]

[his head snaps back as he's knocked backward, shocked pain in his expression even if there wasn't so much as a sound from him. his lower lip is busted open, and he's staring up at Larx in mute shock.]

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