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[ Apparently the chilly rooms do not affect this..., well, interesting resident. For, he lays horizontally on a couch in one of the major living rooms, his amber eyes scanning until they lock with another's. That, is when he'll put on a creepy smile and say, ]

I want you to draw me like one of your French girls.

[ ... has it already been stated that he's stark naked? Or, mostly. ]

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[ Partaking in this game was the last thing Terra would ever do. All of Xemnas reminded of Xehanort, which surely explained why a feeling of hatred surged within him. Every bit of himself was disgusted with Xemnas, not to mention that those words ignited his wrath. With a whithering glare of disgust, the probe keyblade knight lashed out against Xemnas for a good reason. ]

Do it yourself. I'd rather die than to draw you.

Edited 2010-12-21 22:37 (UTC)

[It's far more of you than Zexion ever needed to see.]

Excuse me?

[ And Xemnas will easily stop that slash with one of his own weapons, not really putting forth much effort. ]

Hm, maybe we can work that in our little schedule if you want, honey.

[ Let's see how Terra does against one of the most craziest mother fuckers in this place. ]

Must I continuously repeat myself, you ought to pay attention the first time, Zexion.

[ Even inside of a chilly room his ire didn't dissolve, mounting so long as Xemnas didn't pay for his crimes. The edges of his lips twitched in sheer disgust at the last word. In other circumstances, if it wasn't Xemnas who nicknamed him, Terra would have blushed both from delight and embarrassment. ]

Never call me honey again. [ What the hell was wrong with this man ? ] All I want is banish you from existence. And I don't need your help for that, thanks.

Edited 2010-12-21 23:20 (UTC)

Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot to add the last part didn't I? Honey Bun. Also, stop being so pissy and enjoy the view. At least I'm good looking. Or should I say we are.

[ wiggles eyebrows at. ]

[ The silver haired man was indeed beautiful. Forever young, tireless and able to proceed with his schemes. But Xemnas owed him this handsome, perfect body otherwise he would have been older. Much more older than that. No word could describe how guilty Terra felt, understanding perfectly the meaning of his words. ]

Enough of this ! [ He was clearly pissed off. ] Unlike you, I'm not a narcissistic man who relishes in how good I look when naked ! Put some clothes on ! I'm not going to fight an undressed man.

[ And.. Xemnas clearly does not care! ]

Then I guess you aren't going to fight any man today, now are you?

[ yawns. ]

[ Sky blue eyes widened not long afterwards. ] You're kidding ... [ That man couldn't just stretch himself out on a couch, still naked, while he was threatened by a man who hated him. ]

If I do as told, would you change your mind ? [ Terra would do that as a last resort. ]

Why is it that you want to fight me, so bad? Shouldn't you be after the man before the man before myself?

[ speaking of streches, Xemnas will do one now. ]

Remember you're what's left. [ Have a glare ] And for now I'm stuck inside a room, with you.

[ That was a lame excuse, but he had planned to seek out Xehanort afterward. It should be noted, however, that red stains sprung up over his cheeks. ] As your mere existence is a treat, I must sort you out.

Edited 2010-12-22 00:04 (UTC)

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No. Just no.

[ Forever facepalming. ]

Your cheeks say something else entirely.

Oh, but isn't this body much better than that one?

[ wiggles all over the couch. ]

No. [ Of course it was a lie. With those words, Terra found himself blushing even more. ]

...

[ The need to kill you is growing. ]

Not really. Years of plotting for that result...

Hm. Well, I guess there are a few people out there that prefer wrinkles. Maybe the Bitch does.

Indeed, they do! Why, it's almost as if you are infatuated with me.

Not even in your dreams. It's just embarrassing to stare at a naked man, that is all.

What, not comfortable with your own skin?

Not comfortable with the fact that you're using my body for that purpose ! There's a slight difference, though !

Well I can't say I'm much of an artist.

[/beard stroke of '~~can I~~do I want to eat this?' contemplation.]

Hey, don't complain. I could be doing much worse things with this body.

Practive makes perfect.

[~~goforit~~. WATCHES THAT MOVEMENT. ]

[ Terra's composure wracks ] What did you just say ?

There. are. worse. things. I. can. do. to. this. body.

[ He says it in a purpously slow, mocking tone. ]

You freak. [ Terra spits out, eyes frowning a bit more. Just thinking of where those hands have been earlier makes him sick. ] You're even worse than Xehanort.

What? I was talking about injuring it. Calm yourself, boy, I'm pure down to my bone structure.

[ waves things off. insanity. ]

[ Is there no limit to his insanity ? Terra blinks, torn between giving a look of disgust or talking down to Xemnas. ]

Do you find it fun to injure your body ? [ In a way it's like hurting Terra. ]

Very, very much. Watch this.

[ Xemnas' arm disappears into the folds of the couch, though it only takes a second to find his trusty knife that he usually keeps on hand. He flips the sharp object in his hand once, before holding out his other arm and putting the blade to his skin, already beginning to cut. ]

T...E...R....

[ All the while keeping a very calm, amused facial expression while blood begins running down his arm. ]

[ A wave of horror washed over Terra. Which Xemnas would have deliberately taken a knife to cut his skin ? The one he knew would be neither thrilled nor excited at the sight of blood.

Terra rushed forward, grabbing the hand to make it stop. ] Fight me instead of drawing out blood of your arm ! [ Part of himself wished this monster would die from bleeding, but his heart was still pure to accept that. ]

[ Ah, but the motion of his hand being grabbed made the blade sink a little deeper. Xemnas' amber eyes lock with Terra's, a small, fucked up grin forming on his face. ]

But my blood is more fun to draw.

It's not and it will never be ! [ Not caring whether Xemnas' skin would be as red as his own blood or not, Terra attempts to take the sharp object with him. ] Stop, Xemnas.

[Well, first he has to judge your sanity levels. I mean, for all he knows you may just be an exhibitionist and there's plenty of room for more malevolent insanity to be installed. He's got an infection to spread you know, and there's always room for more ghouls.]

But not a field of expertise I particularly want to perfect.

[Why learn to draw when you can learn to talk to peoples minds and fuck them up ten times harder?]

[He actualy heard you just fine, but his mind is telling him he must have misheard.]

...Are you feeling well?

[ and he'll. scream, bloody murder, until Terra lets go of the blade. ]

Quite well. Though I do feel a draft.

Oh? I am very disappointed.

[ SLOWLY STRETCHES. ]

[ Disgusted, Terra let a trembling hand squeeze the blade. ] And you consider yourself as superior than others ? Is it like how you care of your new existence ?

Maybe if you're still alive in another fifty- maybe hundred years.

[hmmm, dinner does sound sort of good right now. /about as phased as he when he's doing the walking around naked.]

I would imagine so. [Does he want to know what you've been smoking?]

I would think you need more hair for that.

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