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Post by Xaltho No. 20 on May 9, 2008 13:02:52 GMT -5
When exiting the grounds of the castle, there sits below it a city, modern in it's appearance and always as if it were night or raining. From within these streets are alleyways full of shadows and from the shadows appear the Heartless. However, they're rarely seen until a pure heart is present. Of course, that hadn't happened since the Key Bearer's first visit to the castle. Hopefully that would be the last.
Mounted on the taller buildings are screens which can easily be seen from the castle as well. Perhaps they were made to be a sort of warning system for those who were holed up in the castle, or perhaps just some sort of decoration that the world would have been customary were it to truly exist. Sometimes, random images of people in other worlds would flash in between the long periods of snow and fuzz. Other times, there would be footage of the streets itself, mostly when there was a porr soul who had found their way into the world's streets or one of the organization members themselves when they paid a visit to the small, often closed, shops.
Neon lit signs are hung over some of these shops, advertising materials that perhaps don't even exist beyond the constantly locked doors. The only way to get in would be to smash in one of the windows. No one would try this though, finding no true reason to it.
All the while, the gloom of the city is only apparent when it's viewed in its entirety.
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Post by Xaltho No. 20 on May 12, 2008 13:13:56 GMT -5
Xaltho kept to herself as she walked down the long walkway of the castle, her steps making no noise until her boots hit the pavement. Right then, there was only the echoed sounds of, Click Click Click Click. Swirling around her ankles was the long black coat which hid most of the white and violet outfit that she had decided to wear that day. There was no straight-forward intention behind wearing it, only that it was something to wear and she was in one of those...moods.
That is, if the mood were possible. Maybe an inclination that she had felt some kind of sentiment with the outfit and thus, wore it while she made her rounds about the city.
The large, flat-screened TVs that were perched atop the larger of the buildings would flash between snow and images of her walking through the alleys and streets. Gloom hovered above the city, warning anything or anyone that was in there of a possible downpour of rain. The air was stagnant with humidity. Luckily for Xaltho, she wasn't one to complain about benign things such as rain. The woman pulled her hood up and continued walking, close to one end of the city. She still had a long way to go to check the entire place. Unfortunately, she was in quite a hurry to get back to the castle to read up on the new volumes she'd recieved from Adelxin.
Looking up to one of the taller buildings, she checked the monitor of the TV mounted on the building's side. The only image that flashed was one of herself looking up. With a heavy sigh, she used her element to knock down one of the ladders that had been set just above her reach. She could've flown, but that took up more energy than just climbing the ladder would. Her gloved hands grasped the nearest rung and made her way up. There was some gymnastic grace to her climbing up at first, but soon it was just like a normal person climbing a ladder.
Only when she was atop the roof would she look around, making her way to a place where she could check the monitors some distance away. If they flashed any other images than just reular, empty streets, then she would take a look around there.
Xaltho felt a raindrop land on her cheek and a slightly tired growl bubbled up from her throat. She was about to get caught in the rain, yet the only word that left her lips was a simple, "Great."
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Post by Xaltho No. 20 on May 20, 2008 13:08:32 GMT -5
The rain would be starting soon, and from the looks of things, it would be pouring in only a matter of seconds after it began. Still standing on top of one of the buildings, Xaltho gave a short glance to the castle, perhaps thinking it would be nicer if she were back in her room, relaxing and reading while sitting next to the large window, watching the waves roll lazily against the beaches. No, she knew better than to go against her priorities. If she did, everything would pile up and it would only become more tedious to do later on.
Looking back, she took off at a run, heading to the edge of the building and lept once she approached the end of the cement structure. She was using her power again at this point and lifted herself in the air enough that she made her jump to the building across the street. Xaltho stumbled slightly when she landed, over measuring her own distance, only to correct herself soon after. Her eyes moved to make sure no one was around. She was more than sure that no one had, considering she was the only person around at the moment. But it never hurt to be too sure.
The rain had begun to fall, keeping to its true nature, and soon increased in its pressure. Xaltho felt that she had been caught in the very middle of the storm cloud, looking up quickly before having the rain almost drown her right there. The Nobody shook her face from the water and leaned foreward slightly so that she could wipe the droplets away from her eyes, knowing that they would become blurry from the water. "Augh, I knew I should have gone in. Too late for that now..."
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Post by Kuroxim, The feigned Nirvana on May 20, 2008 18:18:49 GMT -5
Kuroxim was a little dissappointed at Itsuna's declining of his offer, but didn't allow her absence to become a hinderance to his plans. On the contrary, it seemed better to him this way. After all, if it was going to be wet, he was certainly going to be in the mood for something warm when he got back and Tea sounded excellent. Plus, Without her there, it ment that they would be alone. Just he and Xaltho and some "one on one" time. "And if something "interesting" should happen while we're out and some "fun" ensues...", he thought to himself with a smirk; letting his imagination wander down a darker path then the one he was traversing currently as he plotted what he'd do. And indeed, it was a dark road that stretched and branched off in so many directions for what seemed like an eternity. Twisting, turning, winding and stretching; collapsing in upon itself only to reform in another way. And then, there was the pitch blackness all about. So much so that one could, quite literally, not see their hands before their faces. However, the worst of all this was the heavy, lividly oppressing silence all around. Not a sound to be heard. Not a peep or a song or a cry.... Just silence.
For normal people, this would be what hell should seem like. However, for Kuroxim, it was just another ride down the street; guided by nothing more then base, primal instincts that were seemingly hardwired within every member fo the Organization. Patiently, he followed this path to it's final destination; a trip that would have felt like ages to most only lasting, but a few brief moments of time. Peering out of the Portal which suddenly ripped through the fabrics of this unreal reality, Kuroxim first sensation after having traveled through the shadows was the drenching of his hair and face. "Yep...", Kuroxim muttered mentally to himself, "It's rain..." Pulling his head back inside of the darkness for a moment, he throws his hood over his head before proceeding out into the downpour. The vortex sealed behind him and Kuroxim began to look about to gather his current location.What fortune, did he find, in the fact that not only was he standing on top of a building, but that he should have exited upon the building in which Xaltho was standing with her back faced to him; seemingly unaware of his presense. And, with this downpour that drizzled and drowned out almost all sound, Kuroxim was covering his mouth just to contain his sheer joy in what he was to do next. Creeping up towards Xaltho, Kuroxim sought to use great stealth in taking his strides and frequently paused when he thought that he had made a noise to loud. However, it wasn't long at all till Kuroxim was right behind Xaltho; cautiously standing so that he could move nto a blind spot if she went to turn about and look. Waiting for the shower to settle a bit, Kuroxim couldn't almost help giggling a few time, but did his absolute best to be quiet.
And then, as the rain finally began to pass over and away, Kuroxim would suddenly lean in close to her left ear, grasp her shoulder blades with both hands swiftly, and burst out loud," HI, XALTHO! Did ya miss me?"
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Post by Xaltho No. 20 on May 20, 2008 19:36:23 GMT -5
Without a doubt, all of Xaltho's senses were dulled from the heavy rain. She hadn't even sensed the portal Kuroxim had used to travel into the city. She had decided to stay in her place while the rain was falling, not wanting to lose the path she had planned out for her rounds. She wouldn't be able to see what was around her either. It seemed some of the rain had already started to make her eyes tear up, acting as a reaction to the foreign intrusion of water. She finally looked up again as the weather was letting up. When it drew down to a slight drizzle, Xaltho lowered her hood and closed her eyes some, as if she were drawing herself into a slight trance before continuing her work.
At least, that was what it seemed, when in fact, she was just trying to relax herself, completely unaware that she would have one of the scares in her Nobody life.
"HI, XALTHO! ..."
Had Kuroxim not held her shoulders at the same time, Xaltho might've been able to jump away. However, when she let out a loud yelp, she couldn't jump. Instead, her arms jumped up violently with her scream before feeling her legs go weak from the shock. Keeping herself up, she looked around at her "assailant" with the most surprised looking face she had ever made. That expression wouldn't last long though, for when she spotted the dark monk behind her, it immediately went to an almost annoyed look, the corner of one eye twitching slightly. "What in the world do you think you're doing?" As if it weren't obvious enough. Xaltho shrugged herself away, turning immediately to look him straight in the face, crossing her arms over her chest. "If I had a heart, I probably would've died from a heart-attack..." She smirked at the very idea.
In any case, whether Kuroxim was to apologize for scaring her, Xaltho made herself calm down enough to try and carry on a conversation with him. Gray-green eyes looked over at him, half-lidded through her new found calm. "Well you're back rather quickly from that last mission of yours. How'd it go?" No, 'hey how are ya's or 'what's shakin' monk?' from her. Quite to the point. Of course, after a greeting like his, there probably wasn't going to be much of a good reception from her. Either way, she'd be sociable with him. He was one of the members she would probably prefer to hang around with; even flirt back with him once in a while, not being too bad at it herself...
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Post by Kuroxim, The feigned Nirvana on May 28, 2008 17:44:49 GMT -5
Everything went according to his plan... Down to her very reaction. However, the face she had made when she had forced herself about was of such a frightful expression that Kuroxim buckled over in a fit of laughter; just barely holding onto enough strength to keep from falling to his back and rolling around upon the wet rooftop in an uncontrolable fit. He tried to stop, but the hilarity of the situation only worsened as her eye began to twitch and she began to reprimand him. This continued up to the point where she crossed her arms and mentioned that she would have had an medical emergency if she would to have had her heart. At this, Kuroxim wiped the tears of humor, that had been trailing down his face, aside and stared into her face with a teasing smirk. "Well then, maybe it's better then that you don't, Xal... I mean? Whom would I have to be able to play jokes upon, if you were six feet under...?." Kuroxim was just playing around, of course. A light jest of sorts, though he more then anyone else could understand her feelings here. Xuod liked to pull these sort of pranks all the time with the use of his bombs and, on more then a few occassions, enjoyed focusing his target upon Kuroxim himself... Not that he wouldn't recieve some sort of "Pay back" for it later, but it was never enjoyable to experience such a dark thing as fear.
It was because of this that, afterwards, he offered,"In all seriousness,though,... I suppose that was a bit mean of me. I do sincerely apologize if I might have hurt your feelings in any way." He offered an apologetic grin, but it was only returned by the stern, cold, calculated questioning of the Heaven's Xanadu. A question, at this point, which turned Kuroxim's composure Staunch. His face now humorless and expression stern , the Dark Maitreya replied," My mission was sucessful, though I ran into some resistance in the form of the Heartless. They weren't any trouble though... Just a mild hinderance in the midst of my task." Walk along side of her and then past her to look out over the edge of the building, Kuroxim gripped the preventative railing that lined the tops of the squat safety-wall and stared out to the city beyond them. An thoughtful expression marked his face as he overlooked this particular block and observed aloud," The rain certainly has a way of making the city look so very beautiful..." It may have seemed like Kuroxim was trying to change the subject, but it really wasn't so much that he didn't really want to talk about his mission as it was that the glow of the city had suddenly caught his eye. And, indeed, how it did glow as the light from Kingdom Hearts illuminated the droplets of water that had soaked their world and seemed to make the city almost come alive...
After a moment's enthrallment with this beautiful Phenomenon, Kuroxim turned back to the equally radiant Xaltho and offered a friendly smile. "So... How's buisness been here? Much been going on while I was out?"
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Post by Kaxhra No. 24 on Jun 1, 2008 4:52:55 GMT -5
Feeling confined to the castle, his room especially, for far too long, a bored Kaxhra glanced out of the window that had filled his room with the ambient light that fed his plants. The darkness of the city streets, coupled with the flicker and glow of the neon lights, caused a curiousity to stir within Kaxhra. He had told himself multiple times to go out and explore his surroundings. He hadn't thought to go down to the city streets.
Donning his coat, Kaxhra walked out of his room, and headed out of the castle walls, walking down the path to the city. Normally, he would make use of the Dark Portals, but he chose not to. He decided to hoof it instead, taking in the various sounds and sights of the path. It was, fortunately, a solemn and rather entertaining walk. He even saw a few Heartless roaming about, but they kept their distance from him. He smirked slightly as he observed their behavior, but did nothing.
As he ventured closer to the skyline of the city, a small, long wisp fell before his eyes, accompanied by many more. "Hmm?" He quickly realized that it was starting to rain as he ventured more into the city, his coat began to resonate the sounds of the rain, the water impacting and beading up on it. He continued to walk further into the city, the ambience of the lights shining through the dark skies and the rain.
Despite that trivial annoyance, Kaxhra continued to walk the streets, obtaining a layout of the area in his mind, and taking in the attractions that lay throughout the city. Despite the lifelessness of the deserted streets, shops and stores littered the area, as if the people who once inhabited the streets suddenly vanished. He came upon a shop that sold what appeard to be picture frames, a few of them on prominent display in a front window. The frames, however, were noticabably absent of any photos or art of any kind, remaining blank and devoid of purpose. Thoughts of confusion entered his mind, as his memories, or lack thereof, started to resurface. This only lasted briefly as a faint, but recognizable voice echoed in his ear.
"HI XALTHO"
It was pretty safe bet, if not a no-brainer, that Xaltho was also in the city. It took a bit longer to figure out that Kuroxim was also in her company. "That's odd..." thought Kaxhra, "Wasn't he on a mission? Hard to believe he's already done..." He decided to meet up with them. Besides, it might be a waste of time to simply explore the city alone, and he'd been getting a bit lonely from sitting in the castle. Kaxhra told himself that he needed to get to know his fellow Organization members, what better time than now?
Summoning a portal, he casually walked through it, appearing before both Kuroxim and Xaltho, confirming his suspicions. The dark portal closed behind him, leaving the three of them on the roof of a building, the rain and neon signs creating a solemn scene before them.
"Weren't you on a mission, Kuroxim? Or have you finished it already?"
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Post by Xaltho No. 20 on Jun 3, 2008 15:54:25 GMT -5
"Har har, you really know how to make a girl feel special..." Her mouth curled back to reveal that same smirk as before only to let it disappear almost as fast as it had shown up. Xaltho decided to give the monk a bit of leeway, knowing he often liked to joke around with her. His jokes were perhaps, a little less dangerous than Xuod's as well, which only meant that Kuroxim didn't receive such harsh reprimands from her either. That was just her luck, however, to always have to play Bad Cop and remind everyone when they were going a little too far with their jokes. Alas, that was life, she supposed; and that was alright with her. At least she got an apology out of Kuroxim, only making that smirk of hers reappear for a third time. "Whatever, it's alright. You meant no harm by it..." She watched him walk past her and toward the building's edge, moving only to follow where he had been headed. She stopped for a while, thinking she was perhaps giving him a bit of space.
Xaltho listened intently as the Nobody carried on with a brief summary of his mission. It was clear that it wasn't all that special, or perhaps he really preferred not to talk about it. In any case, she took in what he had to say and nodded once in a while, keeping perfect eye contact with him as he finished and headed to the edge of the building. "Well, it was successful, and that's all there is to it." She shrugged and looked back at him after a while. His comment about the rain and it's effects on the city caused her curiosity to overpower her, walking over to see what he had meant. She leaned against the railing as well and took a good long look out at the landscape. Her eyes almost glazed over with an almost unreadable expression, perhaps unaware of it herself, feeling perplexed by the city's new shine. "It looks so...lonely..." Xaltho had meant by the sheer emptiness by the city, not even the fact that rain had made it sparkle, which was something she was sure she wanted to say.
Her attention was brought away quickly when she heard Kuroxim speak up once more, questioning her about all of what happened while he was away. Her mouth opened to speak, when she felt another portal open right where they were. Her eyes darted in its direction to see Kaxhra step out. Xaltho started to close her mouth when she saw that he was going to ask Kuroxim a question, but when she heard just what it was, her almost leader-type qualities jumped in and Xaltho spoke up once more. "All went smoothly despite a few Heartless road-bumps," She paused, giving the two men a glance, unsure if Kuroxim wanted to elaborate, "At least that's all I've heard, but I hardly thought the mission would've been all that challenging for him in the first place."
Her head docked forward, blocking Kuroxim's view as she gave a quick smile. Her hand reached to brush away the hair from her face while she looked back at Kaxhra. "Been a while since I've seen you out of the castle. Just out for some fresh air?" A brow rose when she heard herself say that question, thinking it was somewhat ironic to ask about getting fresh air, when Kaxhra's room was probably one of the healthiest places to visit in all of the World that Never Was. She remembered that place was practically a jungle in there, or at least, that's how it was when she passed by now and again. Not to mention when the door was open, there was an almost, exotic aroma to it. Xaltho kept her eye contact with him, waiting for an answer, but also amusing herself with her own inner thoughts and monologues.
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Post by Kuroxim, The feigned Nirvana on Jun 5, 2008 19:04:33 GMT -5
Kuroxim was a little surprised by Xaltho's presence as she joined him, but was further taken aback by the words that escaped her lips after his pondery... "Lonely?", he spoke to himself as he turned his gaze to her for a moment before looking back out onto the city... "Perhaps it is....", the thought came to his mind as he allowed a sense of disenchantment to settle over himself once more. What good was beauty in such a lifeless place; were nothing exists save hollow wraiths and pitch darkness that roamed about through the shadows like starving dogs seeking their next meal? "Are we really so different from this city, though? Are we not all so empty? Are we not... Lonely?" However, the answer to this would have to be placed on the back burner as another presence began to make itself known. That of a portal of Darkness. Kuroxim would turn about the same time as Xaltho to witness the arrival of the Devil's Gardener, himself... "Kahxra...", Kuroxim spoke with a little annoyance in his tone as he appeared.
Kuroxim wore a slight expression of frustration on his face as Kahxra exited the portal. It wasn't necessarily because of anything he had done previously to Kuroxim, nor for any ill events within the past that may have taken place. Kuroxim was a pretty easy going guy. And, as for Kahxra,... Well... He was sometimes a bit overbearing with the "father" routine, but he ment well and was a fantastic ally upon the field of combat. No, Kuroxim was a bit peeved at the fact that Kahxra, as ussual, just so happened to always find the right time to interrupt the Dark Maitreya while he was in the middle of trying to "play his game"... Or so he had heard it called before in other worlds. "The moment was perfect!", Kuroxim griped mentally, putting aside his melancholy contemplations and returning back to his carnality as he took in the question Kahxra spoke with a slight grimace. However, it was here that, to his amazement, Xaltho interrupted and proceeded with a fiery, near-hostile takeover of the situation. Kuroxim was impressed by her commanding prowess as she proceeded to efficiently equate what Kuroxim had told her unto the Gardner before turning her attention back onto the maitreya; her expression itself a question as to whether Kuroxim had anything else to elaborate upon. Kuroxim, of course, just shrugged his shoulders as if to say,"That's it...", before flashing a friendly smile and an appreciative nod to Xaltho. This however, turned into a sort of confident smirk as he returned his gaze to Kahxra, following, first, a compliment from her upon his behalf and then, a question of her own.
And, indeed, it did seem rather peculiar for Kahxra to be "out and about", as it were. Everyone knew that Kahxra was just as well in his flora-filled Sanctuary then anywhere else within the castle, or the world... Kuroxim was equally curious as to what it was that would have "daddy" stir about today. Deciding to be a tease, once again, Kuroxim offered a playful grin before commenting. "Probably came to collect some rain for his Begonia's, back at the castle. Or, perhaps, you were hoping to spy a chance to have some 'alone' time with mommy, eh...?" Being more devious still, Kuroxim then added after getting a bit closer to him; gentle nudging him in the side and offering a wink," Or, maybe you'd heard I was back from Itsu-chan and decided you wanted some "father-son" bonding time." The connotations here were nearly oozing off of his lips as he spoke them, but he really couldn't help himself... Being devoid of a heart ment more then the loss of one's self... It also was a loss of all inhibitions and things such as "decency" and "morality". If any of them had have known his former self, it wouldn't have come to such a surprise that this was the way he was without any moral code or creed of heart to stand by. So it was, though, and the questions remained as Kuroxim eyed him like a fox eyes a field mouse.
"Of course, if it was both of us you were looking for... Well,... That's a little different, but I'll try anything once... Or ten times." And, with this statement, he turned and winked teasingingly at Xaltho as well...
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Post by Kaxhra No. 24 on Jun 5, 2008 20:03:53 GMT -5
Kaxhra smiles lightly, hearing the Maitreya's "sensual" humor spill forth between the three of them. Though it irked Kaxhra to no end, it did amuse him to hear the imagination spill forth. Though... it didn't really help that he kept getting... "intimate" thoughts and images stuck in his head... especially when it involved Xaltho...
To respond, though, Kaxhra let out a chuckle, its tone sounding nightmarishly evil. My my... is it so wrong to simply want a change of scenery every once in a while? Even nobodies can only stay in one place for so long. Besides... the atmosphere in the city is... how shall I say it... inviting... perhaps even soothing, in a lonely sort of way...
And his words weren't a farce, either. He found the city gloomy, yet rather consoling for some. To Kaxhra, he could see it as a way to let go of his confusion and gloom, allowing it to be seemingly absorbed by the darkness of the city. The others might not see it that way though....
And besides... it is somehow comforting to also see "Mommy" beat you to a bloody pulp after your little rant there...
Kaxhra lets out another evil chuckle, lightening up on the evil tone this time...
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Post by Xaltho No. 20 on Jun 5, 2008 23:55:32 GMT -5
Xaltho had looked over at Kuroxim when he had started to speak even before Kaxhra had given her an answer. When the monk started to speak, she thought he was just teasing him about his element, but then she heard him continue beyond that. Her face began to take on a shade of red the moment his teasing included her, however, she was quick to recover and made to give him a shove and at least tell him to keep her out of his banter. But it seemed, that Kuroxim wasn't quite finished. All of a sudden, she heard the last suggestion made by Kuroxim and her face immediately turned tobasco red. This time it wasn't because she was embarrassed to be included in more of his banter. No, she had let the words sink into her imagination before she could even stop it. Her brain had worked the word "sandwich" to an increasingly graphic image of three bodies being intimate off in some secluded pla--... Ahem... Xaltho shook her head violently of the thought, trying to be the adult one here. But depending on the situation, the word "adult" wasn't exactly the best one to be using right now. Nor was the word mature, either. Needless to say, her response to what Kuroxim had said was certainly not at all a very adult-like one, "Pervert monk!" A hand had raised much too quickly for Kuroxim to react defensively, and struck with a mighty force right across the left side of his face. "If you're going to make lewd comments like that, then leave me out of them! Oooh!"
Her shoulders shook with such force that one would think she was trying to shake off the existence of what he had even said. Too heated by her embarrassment and anger, Xaltho started to stomp across the rooftop, ignoring the fact that the white jumpsuit underneath her coat was getting wet and dirty from the water that splashed back up every time her white boots hit the concrete building. She hadn't even heard Kaxhra's last comment to Kuroxim, but the monk's mere words alone weren't enough to send her into a barrage of attacks. No, if the moment came when he advanced further and Xaltho wasn't in any mood to play along, then that would be a perfect catalyst for a blood bath. In any case, she decided to keep walking, announcing to the two of them, "I have rounds to keep up, so carry on with whatever conversation you two decide to have. I choose not to play a part in it, thank you." Her eyes closed for a moment as she walked to the very edge and lifted herself to another building.
Whether they were to follow or not was all up to them, but it was probably a very foolish idea to think that they could get away with doing so. In any case, Xaltho slowed her pace once she had reached the top of the next building, one that was much higher than the building she had left both Kaxhra and Kuroxim standing on. The nobody let out a long breath, acting as if she had been holding in the air in her lungs for some time. Her hand still stung a slight bit from it's impact with Kuroxim's face, making her lift it and flex it a little, listening to the soft leather of her glove creak only a little. At the same time, she had let that one dirty image float back into her mind, insisting to make her rounds something of a slow Hell for her as she walked along her path along the rooftops. Already, she felt her face begin to burn as the blood rushed to her face, creating that pinkish glow that was a blush once again. Her jaws set against themselves for a moment as she tried to think of other things, hoping to ward of the persistent scene that she was very sure she'd rather not share with two of her teammates.
It just didn't want to go away that quickly. Xaltho put her hands to her head and stopped so she could close her eyes for a longer amount of time. "Come on now, quit that! It was all that monk's fault for putting you there!" She growled aloud to herself and looked over at another screen, seeing it flash an image of the two still talking, switching again to show Xaltho staring at herself. The woman sighed to herself and moved to sit at the building's edge for a little bit, hoping that if she calmed down again, then the image would float away as well...
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Post by Kuroxim, The feigned Nirvana on Jun 17, 2008 19:43:40 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]"SMACK!!!"[/glow] ... Kuroxim's expression was left in something that could be easily assumed to be a stupor as he reached a hand up to caress the fiery, throbbing imprint that had been left upon the left side of his face. What followed from her lips afterwards, along with her actions and the comments of his fellow Nobody , were lost within the sheer shock that presented itself in the "face" of this supremely unpleasent situation. This most certainly wasn't the first time the monk had overstepped his boundries and went to far with a joke; rallying a violent response or well deserved pummeling. The Superior knows that this was something he had already taken into account and had halfway expected it to come. But, "this"... This was not at all what he had expected. It was something that went beyond just the simple fact that she had slapped him. No! It was something else... There was a numb familarity within his being. A hollow rememberance, almost like a shadow, of being dealt this sensation before. And with these thoughts, memories that flashed before his eyes... Memories of a woman... "That" woman! Her face was a blur, but her expression was enraged and offended as she turned about and walked away. And then, that world began to fade till suddenly, in place of that woman, was Xaltho as she lifted herself to another building. Kuroxim stood there for a moment and watched as she vanished past the stone lip of the adjacent building and noticed as a low rumble settled across the scene.
And then, Kuroxim suddenly found a response to both the action, the memories, and the feelings both physical and mental that he felt. A scowl suddenly formed upon his face as he clenched his fists at his sides. His eyes narrowed darkly upon the location where her silhouette had once been positioned in front of the two of them. A sudden aura of blackness began to resonate from the dark maitreya and a sort of darkness began to blanket over his gaze as he grinded his teeth. And then, suddenly, a name came to him for what he was feeling. Outrage... For the first time since the begining of his unexistence, Kuroxim felt beside himself with sheer repugnance. He disdained this physical sensation, dispised this inner notarity, and, furthermore, was disgusted by these memories that found their way to his mind. "Her again...?.", he mumbled vehemently under his breath,"But, why?" Kuroxim turned about and proceeded to walk past Kahxra as he left. He stopped only to stare at the gardener with a not so subtle expression of anger before turning his gaze back to the rooftops beyond them and walking towards the opposite end. As he walked, he continued to mutter to himself,"Why couldn't I see her again? She was angry at me? Why should she be angry? I didn't do anything wrong... Why?" A dark portal opened before him without so much as an effort and Kuroxim simply stepped inside; allowing his instincts to guide himself back to his keep. As he traveled, another sensation presented itself... Though the injury wasn't even bleeding, he felt a sort of cut that was bleeding inside of him... A "wound" to his pride and his ego; one could say. And, this image... "Her" image... He couldn't escape it no matter how he tried. As his face continued to burn from the strike, so to did her visage blaze in his mind's eye.
And as she burned within his mind, so to did this darkness about himself...
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Post by Kerixa on Jun 29, 2008 19:59:43 GMT -5
Kerixa stepped out of the void and stepped into the streets of the city. She felt rain on her cheeks as her hair started to stick to her cheeks and she smiled slightly. She looked up at the sky and to a few of the lit signs and squinted her eyes to see better. She saw Kingdom Hearts past a few buildings and reached up. "Kingdom Hearts..." She mumbled to herself and sighed as she started to walk around the city and tried to find something interesting to keep her entertained.
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Post by chaxhi on Jun 29, 2008 22:07:53 GMT -5
chaxhi desides to leave the castle and walk into the city for some fresh air, when he reaches the city's skyscraper he desides to take a seat on the step and enjoy the view of kingdom hearts for a bit.
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Post by Kaxhra No. 24 on Jun 30, 2008 3:51:53 GMT -5
Kerixa stepped out of the void and stepped into the streets of the city. She felt rain on her cheeks as her hair started to stick to her cheeks and she smiled slightly. She looked up at the sky and to a few of the lit signs and squinted her eyes to see better. She saw Kingdom Hearts past a few buildings and reached up. "Kingdom Hearts..." She mumbled to herself and sighed as she started to walk around the city and tried to find something interesting to keep her entertained. Yes... Kingdom hearts... you long for it's gift, do you not, Kerixa?
Kaxhra stood behind her as she started to walk off. We all long for its gift. We nobodies seek a heart of our own, as if it were stolen from us in the first place. With it, we can become whole...
He walked up to Kerixa, side-by-side, looking towards Kingdom Hearts. But Kingdom Hearts eludes us... like it doesn't want us. But things will change soon enough. He turns to look at her, smiling. May I join you, Kerixa?
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