Post by Marluxia on Dec 5, 2008 5:40:29 GMT -5
11:56:11 pm <RosedIllusions> <Moth-Orchid> Luxord: *not exactly keen on getting into stagnant Time again*
<BlindTaleTeller> Xaldin: *accepts the thermos, watching the other three leave before he spoke* Not a problem. I would rather not be here myself: but .. Saix hasn't visited the Proof yet. He's been stuck here waiting for someone to give him a way back.. *eyes moved back to where the portal had been, briefly questioning why Zexion hadn't done that: wondering if an argument had broken out* ..until Xemnas returns and says otherwise: this is the one clear order.. someone has to watch this place, until the rest come up.
<Noite-Bela> Vexen: *nods and draws out his last piece of fruitcake and covers it in chocolate syrup and sprinkles before taking an absentminded bite* Hence why I followed after to accompany you. Much better than rooting around the compound fixing things, escpecially as we do not know the extent of damage yet...*he offered a bite of fruitcake to Xaldin*
<BlindTaleTeller> Saix: *slides a hand along Zexion's hair briefly as they part ways, silent otherwise.. and moving on waits until they're nearly there to say anything* ..Xaldin may question me, and the Schemer. I can tell.. seeing him still there put a question in his eyes.
11:55:50 pm <RosedIllusions> Zexion: *Colours ever so slightly and doesn't make any sign of noticing the touch other than the blush... Limps off quietly =w=;;*
12:02:04 am <themightyalexa> Marluxia: *watches Zexion a slight bit, a small smirk on his features as he noticed the limp, before turning back to Saix and listening to what he had to say. Though his reaction was probably unexpected as he gave a dry chuckle* Well now, I just seem to be causing problems all around. And what do you propose to tell him?
12:09:34 am <BlindTaleTeller> Saix: *shook his head softly as they turned the next corner* Likely he has his own summation. I will try to go along with that for now. In the meantime.. *his eyes lit up to the half consumed heart-shaped moon, a frown* I am more worried about what he said as we left. My own ability is as much contingent on the moon, as it is physical strength.. *and he had been feeling the affects of it's diminished state, almost immediately*
12:23:59 am <themightyalexa> Marluxia: *his smug look died down as Saix continued on about the proof, quickly his expression became a frown. Though many did not feel it here, there was a small effect of seasons to him. Somehow his flowers had felt it as much as he had, and he could vaguely detect the waning of the year, slowly yellowing leaves. Autumn was coming and for him, it would feel like the long wait for sleep. Blue hues glanced up at the tattered heart-shaped moon*... it will be interesting to see if either of us are capable of this task...
12:41:59 am <BlindTaleTeller> Saix: *glanced back at him then, a brief curiosity: before he nodded* I suppose it shall.. *and looked ahead to those Proof already restored, along with those that hadn't: including his own* It seems, we are about to find out though, hm?
01:03:00 am <themightyalexa> Marluxia: *glanced over a few of the other proof before looking over his own, kneeling down to one knee before it and running his hand along the shadow of the scythe he once held, staring at it's red aura before looking up to the broken 'grave marker' that had at one point portalled to a specific point in the castle* ... Yes it seems we will... I'm curious to know just what has occured to cause so much damage...
01:08:13 am <BlindTaleTeller> Saix: *sighed softly, shaking his head at his own, which had eventually crumbled as well* ...you died. All of those belonging to Oblivion eventually crumbled.. as has mine. I wonder how long it's been.. *his eyes shifting to one side, where the moon was regardless: and shook his head* I suppose.. the only way to find out if this will do us any good right away though, I suppose is to try the Lancer's theory. *raising his hand he attempted to summon his Claymore again, concentrating*
01:36:29 am <themightyalexa> Marluxia: *looks up to Saix, blinking a bit for he had never really noticed how close his proof was to the Diviner's until now when he carefully observed the other's attempt to summon his weapon forth* ...
01:44:15 am <BlindTaleTeller> Saix: Hm.. *putting a little extra effort into it, he found the moon's status was indeed interfereing, a mild studder to the summons, the light of his own proof not quite as brightly collecting as Xaldin's had, not that he could know that: before it finally came to his hand, and the burst collected, drawing up the crumbled parts of his Proof as if in reverse of how they had fallen. He felt the difference: as if a barrier had been lifted: but the same.. he could also sense himself not quite at the level of capability he would have been were Kingdom Hearts in better condition. DiZ's interference had done something. He drew in a few slow breaths, catching himself over the arch before he looked back to Marluxia, nodding: the blade brighter but hung almost limply in his hand* The potential is there but ..I will need to recharge to my full strength another place. For now, our world will not do. *finding his pride he made himself stand at a better posture before he dismissed the claymore*
02:03:56 am <themightyalexa> Marluxia: *returns the nod a little before standing to full posture, head bowed slightly as he extended his hand, palm reflecting the red light below it as blue hues slipped closed. As the world slipped from his gaze, he could feel his thoughts focus on one thing, their goal: Life. He could still detect it, faint as it may be, the life of those which shared his pitiful excuse for an existance. It was only a small glimmer, but it would do. What he could not see was the small black wisps that proceeded from his outstretched hand. Those black wisps soon became physical, small at first before growing to be evident as petals. They would simply disappear as they came close to the ground. Soon a few would show signs of tinting, dark ruddy crimson at first, before ever lightening* ... * Brows furrowed, the petals began to turn lighter, from crimson to a shocking red, suddenly to magenta, the brightest of them staying a float under his palm. The red light had altered to the faintest of indigo before beginning to show signs of an activated state with a light cyan luminescence. A little more focus, and the petal branched out it both directions, dark green vines seeming to crawl out before taking the form of the weapon. It almost seemed alive itself as it shuddered off the unfinished feeling and revealed his original weapon, just as the tattered and worn state of his proof reversed and renewed to perfection. Ever so slightly had the assassin winced, a pained expression breaking through his concetration, the weapon nearly shattering into a storm of brightly hued petals that soon turned to black before fading; his hand dropping to his side as sapphire optics peered through the small shaded slivers. At the very least, the proof had been restored, even if he couldn't hold his weapon for more than a few seconds. But the dull glow reflected as much, leaving the eleventh to only shake his head and look up to Saix* ... Well now that was... entertaining... I know of a world that would most likely do in the meantime. Perhaps more than, as there's not one but two moons. *Though more to himself* And enough flora to sustain my own ability..
02:20:00 am <BlindTaleTeller> Saix: *watching quite and patiently, Saix was regardless of his own tire ready to move should his lover falter: though at his words, intrigue showed on his half tired features, his brows raising* Oh? *and a small smile, not just for that, but for the fact that he now knew why Xaldin had ordered him to rest after doing this* ...our first excursion then? *referring to the words Marluxia had spoken before, about meeting elsewhere in the beginning* I think I need to rest before I go anywhere though. *looking to the door, he thought a moment before he offered* ..my door has a lock on it, none but the Superior can open... or perhaps Roxas, were he around, but that is neither here nor there. *moving in closer he whispered against his cheek, caressing the other* ..rest with me behind those locks, tonight?
02:30:14 am <themightyalexa> Marluxia: *A faint chuckle at the reference* I wasn't thinking of that nature, but yes... an excursion none-the-less. *Nodding a little to the next statement before a brow rose , finally settling to a small smile at the request* Well now... A very tempting offer that... I believe I cannot refuse. After all, I may very well attempt to spike the Superior's coffee should you not keep a close eye on me... And surely what remains of my room is rather.. uninhabitable... So is there really a choice in the matter?
02:39:42 am <BlindTaleTeller> Saix: *grinned, catching a small taste to the corner of his mouth, and catching one of his hands he shook his head: very pleased that at least he could now manage a portal on his own, making for it stepping backwards with the Assassin's hand in his own* Put that way.. hm.. all the more reason besides the ones I had in mind. I cannot let you go now...
02:46:30 am <themightyalexa> Marluxia: Well.. it's either that or put me into the holding Cell... To which I won't go willingly or quietly. At least to your quarters you'd get the benefit of both. *he couldn't help but smirk and follow the Diviner before the hold became a tug* So, I say certainly I'd be more than satisfied to stay with you tonight~
02:57:58 am <BlindTaleTeller> Saix: *pulled him in, stealing a kiss as they passed back through the portal* Good.~ *before it was closed behind them*
<BlindTaleTeller> Xaldin: *accepts the thermos, watching the other three leave before he spoke* Not a problem. I would rather not be here myself: but .. Saix hasn't visited the Proof yet. He's been stuck here waiting for someone to give him a way back.. *eyes moved back to where the portal had been, briefly questioning why Zexion hadn't done that: wondering if an argument had broken out* ..until Xemnas returns and says otherwise: this is the one clear order.. someone has to watch this place, until the rest come up.
<Noite-Bela> Vexen: *nods and draws out his last piece of fruitcake and covers it in chocolate syrup and sprinkles before taking an absentminded bite* Hence why I followed after to accompany you. Much better than rooting around the compound fixing things, escpecially as we do not know the extent of damage yet...*he offered a bite of fruitcake to Xaldin*
<BlindTaleTeller> Saix: *slides a hand along Zexion's hair briefly as they part ways, silent otherwise.. and moving on waits until they're nearly there to say anything* ..Xaldin may question me, and the Schemer. I can tell.. seeing him still there put a question in his eyes.
11:55:50 pm <RosedIllusions> Zexion: *Colours ever so slightly and doesn't make any sign of noticing the touch other than the blush... Limps off quietly =w=;;*
12:02:04 am <themightyalexa> Marluxia: *watches Zexion a slight bit, a small smirk on his features as he noticed the limp, before turning back to Saix and listening to what he had to say. Though his reaction was probably unexpected as he gave a dry chuckle* Well now, I just seem to be causing problems all around. And what do you propose to tell him?
12:09:34 am <BlindTaleTeller> Saix: *shook his head softly as they turned the next corner* Likely he has his own summation. I will try to go along with that for now. In the meantime.. *his eyes lit up to the half consumed heart-shaped moon, a frown* I am more worried about what he said as we left. My own ability is as much contingent on the moon, as it is physical strength.. *and he had been feeling the affects of it's diminished state, almost immediately*
12:23:59 am <themightyalexa> Marluxia: *his smug look died down as Saix continued on about the proof, quickly his expression became a frown. Though many did not feel it here, there was a small effect of seasons to him. Somehow his flowers had felt it as much as he had, and he could vaguely detect the waning of the year, slowly yellowing leaves. Autumn was coming and for him, it would feel like the long wait for sleep. Blue hues glanced up at the tattered heart-shaped moon*... it will be interesting to see if either of us are capable of this task...
12:41:59 am <BlindTaleTeller> Saix: *glanced back at him then, a brief curiosity: before he nodded* I suppose it shall.. *and looked ahead to those Proof already restored, along with those that hadn't: including his own* It seems, we are about to find out though, hm?
01:03:00 am <themightyalexa> Marluxia: *glanced over a few of the other proof before looking over his own, kneeling down to one knee before it and running his hand along the shadow of the scythe he once held, staring at it's red aura before looking up to the broken 'grave marker' that had at one point portalled to a specific point in the castle* ... Yes it seems we will... I'm curious to know just what has occured to cause so much damage...
01:08:13 am <BlindTaleTeller> Saix: *sighed softly, shaking his head at his own, which had eventually crumbled as well* ...you died. All of those belonging to Oblivion eventually crumbled.. as has mine. I wonder how long it's been.. *his eyes shifting to one side, where the moon was regardless: and shook his head* I suppose.. the only way to find out if this will do us any good right away though, I suppose is to try the Lancer's theory. *raising his hand he attempted to summon his Claymore again, concentrating*
01:36:29 am <themightyalexa> Marluxia: *looks up to Saix, blinking a bit for he had never really noticed how close his proof was to the Diviner's until now when he carefully observed the other's attempt to summon his weapon forth* ...
01:44:15 am <BlindTaleTeller> Saix: Hm.. *putting a little extra effort into it, he found the moon's status was indeed interfereing, a mild studder to the summons, the light of his own proof not quite as brightly collecting as Xaldin's had, not that he could know that: before it finally came to his hand, and the burst collected, drawing up the crumbled parts of his Proof as if in reverse of how they had fallen. He felt the difference: as if a barrier had been lifted: but the same.. he could also sense himself not quite at the level of capability he would have been were Kingdom Hearts in better condition. DiZ's interference had done something. He drew in a few slow breaths, catching himself over the arch before he looked back to Marluxia, nodding: the blade brighter but hung almost limply in his hand* The potential is there but ..I will need to recharge to my full strength another place. For now, our world will not do. *finding his pride he made himself stand at a better posture before he dismissed the claymore*
02:03:56 am <themightyalexa> Marluxia: *returns the nod a little before standing to full posture, head bowed slightly as he extended his hand, palm reflecting the red light below it as blue hues slipped closed. As the world slipped from his gaze, he could feel his thoughts focus on one thing, their goal: Life. He could still detect it, faint as it may be, the life of those which shared his pitiful excuse for an existance. It was only a small glimmer, but it would do. What he could not see was the small black wisps that proceeded from his outstretched hand. Those black wisps soon became physical, small at first before growing to be evident as petals. They would simply disappear as they came close to the ground. Soon a few would show signs of tinting, dark ruddy crimson at first, before ever lightening* ... * Brows furrowed, the petals began to turn lighter, from crimson to a shocking red, suddenly to magenta, the brightest of them staying a float under his palm. The red light had altered to the faintest of indigo before beginning to show signs of an activated state with a light cyan luminescence. A little more focus, and the petal branched out it both directions, dark green vines seeming to crawl out before taking the form of the weapon. It almost seemed alive itself as it shuddered off the unfinished feeling and revealed his original weapon, just as the tattered and worn state of his proof reversed and renewed to perfection. Ever so slightly had the assassin winced, a pained expression breaking through his concetration, the weapon nearly shattering into a storm of brightly hued petals that soon turned to black before fading; his hand dropping to his side as sapphire optics peered through the small shaded slivers. At the very least, the proof had been restored, even if he couldn't hold his weapon for more than a few seconds. But the dull glow reflected as much, leaving the eleventh to only shake his head and look up to Saix* ... Well now that was... entertaining... I know of a world that would most likely do in the meantime. Perhaps more than, as there's not one but two moons. *Though more to himself* And enough flora to sustain my own ability..
02:20:00 am <BlindTaleTeller> Saix: *watching quite and patiently, Saix was regardless of his own tire ready to move should his lover falter: though at his words, intrigue showed on his half tired features, his brows raising* Oh? *and a small smile, not just for that, but for the fact that he now knew why Xaldin had ordered him to rest after doing this* ...our first excursion then? *referring to the words Marluxia had spoken before, about meeting elsewhere in the beginning* I think I need to rest before I go anywhere though. *looking to the door, he thought a moment before he offered* ..my door has a lock on it, none but the Superior can open... or perhaps Roxas, were he around, but that is neither here nor there. *moving in closer he whispered against his cheek, caressing the other* ..rest with me behind those locks, tonight?
02:30:14 am <themightyalexa> Marluxia: *A faint chuckle at the reference* I wasn't thinking of that nature, but yes... an excursion none-the-less. *Nodding a little to the next statement before a brow rose , finally settling to a small smile at the request* Well now... A very tempting offer that... I believe I cannot refuse. After all, I may very well attempt to spike the Superior's coffee should you not keep a close eye on me... And surely what remains of my room is rather.. uninhabitable... So is there really a choice in the matter?
02:39:42 am <BlindTaleTeller> Saix: *grinned, catching a small taste to the corner of his mouth, and catching one of his hands he shook his head: very pleased that at least he could now manage a portal on his own, making for it stepping backwards with the Assassin's hand in his own* Put that way.. hm.. all the more reason besides the ones I had in mind. I cannot let you go now...
02:46:30 am <themightyalexa> Marluxia: Well.. it's either that or put me into the holding Cell... To which I won't go willingly or quietly. At least to your quarters you'd get the benefit of both. *he couldn't help but smirk and follow the Diviner before the hold became a tug* So, I say certainly I'd be more than satisfied to stay with you tonight~
02:57:58 am <BlindTaleTeller> Saix: *pulled him in, stealing a kiss as they passed back through the portal* Good.~ *before it was closed behind them*
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