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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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[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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