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[thundagun]

[ Oh shit, it's Larx. Or actually, it isn't. Not the one most people are familiar with. It's his much older, future self, hanging out on the roof of the elevator in the apartments, where he can't be seen or sensed until it's too late. He's just waiting for random passerby to harass, maybe kill, maybe gut and hang from their own intestines down the fronts of buildings... It's been a long time since he's had any fun around here, between how dull this current timeline is and the people in it. He's looking for some good fun or some good bait. But he's not picky, and he's terribly patient. ]

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[thundagun]

[As if. He can cut the power at any time. But he doesn't. What he does is quickly portals to the floor outside her stop. Where is she going?]

[mordaciousness]

[Traffic at the top floor is pretty sparse. She steps out when the doors open, only to pause as she spots him. He certainly looks battle-worn to her, but otherwise much as she's familiar with. She doesn't seem displeased to see him, at least.]

Larxene.

[thundagun]

[He's leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, looking significantly less impressed and friendly than the Larxene from her timeline would. Detached. Blank.]

Marluxia.

[mordaciousness]

[She raises an eyebrow at him, but that's all. He doesn't intimidate her. Flicking her hair back over her shoulder, she walks right past him and down the hall. If he wants to know what she's up to he'll have to ask. Maybe she'll even tell him.]

[thundagun]

[He holds his arms out to the side in a shrug, which is as best of a response as he can give to that raised eyebrow. He's totally asking.]

Where are you headed?

[mordaciousness]

Nowhere very interesting, I'm sure.

[But was that a flash of a smirk as she turned the corner at the end of the hall?]