because I'm in a terrible mood and it's about time this secret came out

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

[At least with the usual truth gas you have the option of avoiding a subject. We can't have that, can we? Today, riders of one particular train may find themselves with their darkest secrets written on their sleeve, literally. Or some other article of clothing.

Larxene doesn't realize it yet, but "I let Marluxia go" is emblazoned on her back for all to see as she and Akane exit the train in one of the main areas.]


((of course, it's referring to the kid spell a year and a half ago.))

Comments

[mamaxsky.livejournal.com]

[he has only ridden the train twice before, but today he's holding on and watching the people as they pass, until he spots you Larx --unfortunately it's only your back he sees, and he's reading the words over and over again]

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

[Akane spots him before Larxene does- she doesn't recognize him like this, though, and tries to hide behind mommy.]

What's up, Akane?

[turning around to look- oh hi.]

Hey, Sora.

[mamaxsky.livejournal.com]

[his face is worried, but he isn't jumping to conclusions]

... what do you mean, you let Marluxia out?

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

[she looks alarmed for a moment, but quickly puts on a more neutral expression]

What are you talking about?

[mamaxsky.livejournal.com]

It's there. On your back. In bright letters. What does it mean.

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

[hang on a second, she's trying to see for herself.]

Just when I think this place doesn't hate me enough... Okay, don't freak out. It was over a year ago.

[mamaxsky.livejournal.com]

What. Happened!

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

You remember that spell that turned people into kids?

[hurriedly, before he can get the wrong idea since this is Pedoluxia we're talking about. At least Sora's likely to be understanding, right?]

It hit him, and I didn't know about that Marluxia then. So I figured, I'd let him go, and when the spell wore off he'd owe me a favor.

[mamaxsky.livejournal.com]

I remember. So he was turned into a kid, but what do you mean 'let him go'? Where in the hell was he for you to let him go?

[mordaciousness.livejournal.com]

[ she's eying the words on Larxene's back as they get off the tram, but the child is more than distracting; it is perplexing. ]

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

[kind of feeling watched here.]

It's rude to stare.

[mordaciousness.livejournal.com]

[ as she should. Marluxia doesn't offer any apologies. ]

Putting aside your being female as well, I was unaware that our kind could have children.

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

So was I.

[mordaciousness.livejournal.com]

[ there is a bit of a smirk playing at the corner of her mouth. ]

It must have come as quite a shock.

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

Understatement of the century.

[mordaciousness.livejournal.com]

[ Marluxia steps closer and crouches down closer to Akane's height, holding a hand out to the child. ]

Has she shown signs of developing power?

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

[Akane glances at Larxene first, confirming it's okay, before she toddles over to meet the nice new lady.]

Since she was maybe half a year old, yeah.

[She'd be proud of babby, but a two-year-old with fire power throws the absolute worst tantrums.]

[chronicbackstab.livejournal.com]

You got a little something on your back.

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

Huh?

[cranes her neck, trying to look over her shoulder, but she can't read it from this angle of course]

[chronicbackstab.livejournal.com]

[Here let him read it off for her then.]

"I let Marluxia go".

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

[and she freezes]

Well, that's stupid.

[chronicbackstab.livejournal.com]

Hey, it's on your back. Not mine. [Shrugs]

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

I didn't put it there.

[chronicbackstab.livejournal.com]

Well, usualy when someone else puts something on your back it says "kick me".

Unless it's this place being weird again. What's does "I Let Marluxia Go" even mean?

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

Nothing that would mean anything to you.