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{Threat}

Has had plenty of shit thrown at him in his relatively short life, the kind of shit that most folks would just have a hard time comprehending, so a little lightning strike or whatever that was supposed to be wasn’t going to slow him down. that was also one of the reasons why he couldn’t just let this go, far as he was concerned she started this, and a veteran fought dog like him had to bite back. not that he really had any interest in killing the young girl, just wanted to pin her down with a few bullets, and make her cough up exactly what she’s sneaking around this district for, and who sent her… in the end it’ll be up to her rather she lives or dies.

Fired a few more times, but it was hard for him to get a good shot off with her running around like that, guess he’s not the first to take aim at her, that isn’t surprising. and once she was out of range…

“Here kitty kitty~”

He called out before throwing caution to the wind and taking off after her. she’s just making this more fun for him.

    Xion made damn well sure to swerve as she ran.  Why run standing straight up, and in a straight line?  Ducking down, swerving, those were all things she did in her attempts to avoid the shots.  Xigbar was lesson enough not to stay in one position too long.  At least that “training” had real world application now.

    But to hear those footsteps behind her, followed by that taunt that sent a chill down her spine only caused her to run faster, and admittedly in a more linear fashion.  She only slowed down the slightest to skid into a turn and dart down a road to her right as her heeled boots clicked loudly on the pavement in time with her feet propelling herself forward through unfamiliar streets.  She could hear her blood pounding in her ears, pushing her to run faster.  She had to get out of there.

    “Like Hell I’m gonna listen to that, you creep!” Xion yelled as loudly as she could.  Maybe coloring herself in the eyes of the crowd as the victim could help.  Maybe.  “Get away from me!”

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{Marluxia}

The Dark Corridor brought them to a secluded balcony overlooking the gloom of The World That Never Was in all its enigmatic, desolate glory. The dark clouds and ethereal glow from Kingdom Hearts, too, helped create this melancholic tone, but there was beauty in it. In a strange way, perhaps unrecognized by most, just as there was beauty in the realm of light, so too was there beauty in darkness, and even maybe, just maybe, in the forlorn oblivion of nothing as well.

 There happened to be a small square table built into the corner of the outcropping accompanied by two ordinary, square-shaped seats for them to make use of. Like most things, they were connected to the castle as well, as much a part of it as all else that made up their living quarters.

Marluxia delicately placed the two small plates— which were likely more suited for tea or desserts than for watermelon— and stepped back, creating a path along his body and outstretched arm to where she should take her seat.

"I’m grateful for your company." he told her as he took sat himself on the other box-shaped platform, propping his chin elegantly on the back of his hand, head tilted ever so slightly as he took hold of his fork with the other, holding it like a seasoned calligrapher, poised to touch his pen to parchment,—or in their case, to a juicy slice of fresh watermelon.

    To be honest, Xion had never been to this part of the castle.  She didn’t stray too far from the normal hallways, Grey Room, or her own bedroom.  So this was an interesting change in scenery; one that was marred by what she assumed was apprehension.  The only good things she ever heard about No. XI were solely about his adeptness in combat.  Never him, himself.  Oh no.  He was still a mystery to Xion.

   She had no choice but to follow Marluxia’s word and sat down at the table across from him, trying to figure out just what it was he wanted.  She was afraid of speaking out of turn, but at this point he was waiting��for her response.  So she had to say something eventually.  Otherwise, she’d seem suspicious.  Damn it all, she needed to stop fighting with herself.  And she better not let that slip out of her mouth, Axel’d kill her for cursing.

    “You don’t get company often, then?” Xion questioned, fiddling with the fork she was given.  That seemed odd, for someone as charismatic as him to not get company.  But then again, it was Marluxia.  Not only did he just seep charisma, but also something...deeper.  More...malicious.  But Xion couldn’t place what it was exactly; all she could do was wait for him to respond.  Allow her to repeat herself: damn it all.

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{Demyx}

“I did! I just got lost for a second is all, I don’t do this all the time, y’know? Yeah, they’re kinda weird, especially mine…” His somebody name wasn’t any better, not that he’s looked into it that much. 

Demyx knew she’d ask after he said he had one, but he still was a bit iffy about it. Hopefully she wouldn’t ask much about his reasoning…

“I could go with Vitale, there’s no way they’d know that it’s me from that–” He stopped mid-sentence, suddenly realizing something and instantly hating it. “Aw man, I have to change my hair! I’ll have to dye it and everything, no way!”

    Oh.  Shoot, he did have a name.  Great, now she had to come up with one on the spot.  Right...Um.  That name he gave was Italian, what could she use?  Well, she did know of one name.

    “Alright, well.  If you’re going with Vitale, I’ll go with Sofia.  Does that sound good?”  She paused when she heard his cursing, wondering what that was about.  Dye his hair?  Change it?  Well, he did have a weird hairstyle...that was one thing.  But she did have an idea.

    “Hey, what if you change it like mine!  A lot of people have black hair, we could pose as...uh.  Whatever those things are when two people are related.  That.  That may work.”

"And it’s our time now if you want it to be." {Demyx}

american beauty / american psycho lyrics meme.

     Xion wrung her hands together, her eyes trained to the ground.

   “Yeah.  It is.”  She dry swallowed and glanced up at her friend.  “Only question is now, or later?  Are we even prepared yet?”

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{Demyx}

“What I’m saying is…”

What was he saying? His brain finally caught up to his ‘heart’, frantically asking him ‘what in the hell he was doing?’ The entire plan until now, until he learned of all this, was to just go with the flow. Stay out of trouble, don’t get turned into a dusk, stay alive and hopefully get his heart back. Then he could go back to being human, being Yedm again after nearly 12 years, maybe even go back to his family and live normally. But he had known that was false hope after the third year or so, no progress made and the hollowness getting to him. Now… now there definitely was no way, they’d probably never give them the chance at normal lives, they had been trained for a bigger reason. Soldiers, really. For what, he didn’t know, but that didn’t matter since he wasn’t planning on sticking around to find out.

And neither should she.

“What I’m saying is we run away. Together, you and me. Thing is, we cannot let Axel or Roxas find out, they’ll come after you. Better yet, they’ll send Axel after us, to retrieve you and… deal with me. They need you for their messed up plan, I’m just a loose string to singe off.”

    Silence seemed to be a common sound (or rather, lack thereof) in their conversation.  And it seemed to all derive from Xion as she sat there, slack jawed, staring at Demyx.  Did he really just suggest that?  Did he just speak what was on her mind, hidden in the back of her head?  Running away was something she had been considering more and more, and he just...

    “Wait, run away?  From the Organization?  Are you serious?”  Her breath caught in her throat as she ran through all the scenarios of would could be if she left or stayed.  If she went by herself, she’d surely be brought back.  But with Demyx...?

    “Is.  I.  You’re not joking?  You’d actually do that?”  Surprise was the only word that could describe how Xion “felt,” and it was more out of relief than anything.  She wouldn’t have to go it alone.  Demyx was offering.  Maybe, just maybe, she could escape and get away from the hellish group that was the Organization.

    “Then let’s do it!” she said, following a moment of silence.  Her tone was hushed, but excited all the same.  “Let’s leave!  Let’s get out of here!  I don’t want to die under their orders, let’s leave!  I want to be my own person.  Not some copy of another.  Let’s go.”

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[text] Demyx.

[text] You were in the Moron Mayhem section of the paper today.

[text] There was a picture.

[text] Roxas sent me a video of it and asked if I knew of it.

[text] I was hanging out with Hayner when this happened.  He fell onto his face.

[text] I could hear your mom screaming from half way across town.

[text] I think they know already.

[text] I feel like you’re pretending I didn’t bail you out of jail last night for trying to staple a cushion to the top of their car so you had a “comfy place to sit”

SUPER TEXT LIST! (Texts From Last Night Inspired)

[text] noooo nooooooooo nah im totally not xixi no way

[text] im just sayin that if that DID happen we should totally forget that it did

[text] and not tell my family about it preferably

[text] please -praying emoji-

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    Oh, god dang it.

    “Sorry, Ven.  I didn’t mean to scare you!  I just haven’t seen you around very much, and I got a little excited.“  Xion laughed wearily, glancing away.  “Sorry.”

“Whoa, what–?”

Wait, why was he so dang jumpy? Oh right, Vani. Vani’s why. But this definitely wasn’t him, he greets with a keyblade to the face, not a hug from behind. Neither did Roxas, so the only option is….

“Xi…? Ya scared me there!” Not that he was really complaining.

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    Feel?  Well, that was a confusing question coming from Vanitas.  She wasn’t really sure on how to answer that...Hm, how did she feel about him?  And what was there to feel?  She was still unsure about the specifics on “feelings about other people.”  She hadn’t reached that section of the course on “How to Act Human” yet.>

    “Well, I think you’re cool,” Xion replied, shrugging.  “You’re a good friend, and I love hanging out with you, and Ven, and Roxas whenever he decides to drag his butt on over here.”  That was all she knew how to identify, really.  She thought “friend” was a catchall term...

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“Uh…”

He didn’t know what to say, He was completely surprised by Xion’s kiss on his cheek.

“Thanks Xi?” Now to probably run, since Demyx was sure to find a reason to use that musical instrument to smack him other than trying to summon water clones.

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    “Yeah, I’m going to have to agree with that.  As movies, they’re good.  As adaptations of the series, they suck.  Bad.     “Okay, let me just point this out about Lord of the Rings.  The world was way more fleshed out, and Tolkien’s writing style’s a lot better!  Alright, you want a more modern book series that’s better than Harry Potter?”  Pauses, wracking brain for that god damn name.  “Percy Jackson.  It’s even in the same target age group.  Percy Jackson, Heroes of Olympus, and Kane Chronicles.  They’re so much better than Harry Potter.  Riordan’s writing style is a lot better than Rowling’s.  I actually can’t wait for his Magnus Chase books, really.”

    “Yes I did!  I heard that!  Did you really go to the Harry Potter world?!”

"I've always thought that Harry Potter was overrated."

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“…. Xixi, how dare?”

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    “But it’s true!  Harry Potter’s kind of overrated.  It’s held up there as the next Lord of the Rings, but it’s mediocre at best.  I mean, it’s not bad, but it’s not great.  It’s no epic, and not really memorable.”

    “Plus, the magic in there was kinda lame.”

"I've always thought that Harry Potter was overrated."

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“…. Xixi, how dare?”

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    Wait, is that Ven?  Oohh, I gotta go harass Ven.

    And casually walks over behind Ven and clings onto him from behind.  No announcing who she is, nope.

Sighs to self loudly. Totally not trying to get attention, nope.

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    “Hey, no problem!  I saw Ven doing it, so I thought I would, too.”  She smiled at Vanitas and looked over him.  “I mean, it’s what friends do, right?”  Xion had no idea what the implications behind that were.  She had absolutely no clue.

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“Uh…”

He didn’t know what to say, He was completely surprised by Xion’s kiss on his cheek.

“Thanks Xi?” Now to probably run, since Demyx was sure to find a reason to use that musical instrument to smack him other than trying to summon water clones.

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Casual reminder to all my partners;

                                    I am not fast.

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    “I mean we've kind of done all of that stuff.  Raided tombs, stealing stuff, and hurting people who got in our way.  For all technicality’s sake, we’re kinda criminals.”

    .....

    “Oh my god, we’re criminals.”

"We done a lot of things we’re not proud of. Robbing graves, eh, plundering tombs, double parking. But, nobody got hurt. Well, maybe somebody got hurt, but nobody we knew." ((To Hayner about Dem .o.))

“What the… Why’s double parking included in that?”

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    Xion’s breath caught in her throat as those words hit her ears.  He should be immobilized.  He should be paralyzed at the least!  Why wasn’t he?!  That should’ve disabled him!  What even was this guy’s problem?!  ...Okay, she did attack him.  She did summon her keyblade and attack him with Thundara, but he drew his weapon first and threatened her.  She was justified in that move, at least.

    What she didn’t understand was how he was still standing there, pointing that thing at her.  She was pretty sure that a spell the strength of Thundara would at least paralyze a normal person.  It killed Heartless well, and paralyzed the ones that didn’t die!  Why was he still moving?!

    Xion only stood there long enough to register the fact he was pointing that metal thing at her and bolted immediately.  She was hoping that the Thundara would paralyze him long enough for her to escape, but he could still move!  She had to get out of there!  She couldn’t fight openly in this area!  There were too many people to be dragged into it!  ...That, and they could find out about who she was, but that was besides the point.  That guy was shooting at her, and she had to lead him elsewhere.  Be it with fire or lightning.

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ahh well then maybe he did, was good at provoking fights after all, but what else would you expect from someone like him, he refused to back down, so  it would be in the other person’s best interest if they did, but the dumbasses can rarely take a hint not to antagonize him any further than their mere breathing already does, though her gender had been keeping him at bay, wanted nothing to do with women. had no choice in the matter, they make his body mind and emotionsspin wildly out of control but…

the stray was like a shark, just waiting for that first whiff of blood in the water, and with every action this girl was just begging him to spill hers more and more. the male look down noticing the girl’s hand, ‘shit what is she doing now?’ curious he made no move to stop her, then he heard her speak the word ‘Thundara’ before he could process what that meant his eyes widened as a shocking pain hit him out of nowhere, did that little brat just electrocute him? it all went straight to his bandaged up neck, that’s the thing about having a chunk of metal wrapped around your neck, it works like a conductor, and ended up conducting the shock straight down his spine.

“you fucked up” 

immediately raised his pistol taking aim at the girl, that did hurt like hell but he was designed to fight through pain, feeding off of it instead of letting it weaken him, and could easily hit a moving target, still his head with a little fuzzy from the shock, but there’s no going back now. he pulled the trigger firing off several shots in the girl’s direction, hopefully they would hit their mark.

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((I’m actually considering changing my blog theme, but I dunno ‘bout it.  Yours looks hella, thooough.))

((Oh god the AUs.  Yes, those AUs are wonderful.  I freaking love the Dark Ones AU and the Avatar AU.  Those two are just so huge but soooo fun.))

((Updated the theme and such! Aaaaand now I kinda want to talk about the AUs I have, oooooh nooooo.))

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    “Oh my god, what is that stuff?!  That is so gross!”

    Xion had tried to approach Demyx to talk to him, maybe get his attention.  But she backed up, audibly grossing out as purple slime shot everyone and hit parts of her arm.  Oh god, it smelled disgusting.  Get it off, get it off, get it off!  It smelled like piss!  ...And nachos, what the hell?

   “The heck, Demyx?!”

Shakes off the purple slime covering him, wiping at hair furiously.

“Why do they keep sending me to places where things want to kill me? Why’d they send me and not Xig? He’d have a field day with the weapons there but nooo, send the cannon fodder bard, hmph!”