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paixaorpg2006-05-20 03:27 pm
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Hitting On People Does Not Qualify As Actual Work, I'm Afraid [Completed]
Character(s): Luxord, random NPC, Xigbar, Saix, Xaldin, Larxene, Zexion, Marluxia, The Superior
Content: Number Ten enters the town, and Saix decides that he and Xigbar should fill in some information to the other Nobody. Xaldin and Larxene (who dragged Zexion along with her), on the other hand, are not so happy with this "freezing time" deal. While Marluxia jumps in to see what all the fuss is, The Superior intrudes as to inform the group of a gathering.
Setting: Joutenheim gate
Time: Sunday, noon
Warnings: Swearing and Luxord being a whore.
Despite "time" being his element, waiting was just not his thing. In fact, considering how far behind he was in his work, he would prefer not to wait for anything, especially not in a line when everyone was in the general vicinity of his way. So, after taking the logical route and teleporting to the front of the row (pushing someone out of his way for good measure), he got there with all intents of getting his work done and not being punished for being late.
"So, Rosemary- may I call you Rosemary?" Luxord smiled, leaning forward to rest his chin onto his palms, elbows on the edge of the information booth in front of him. Rosemary wasn't even close to the woman's real name, considering the nametag on her chest that clearly stated "Daniella", but he was sure that didn't matter much. "Are you doing anything special later? I think I mentioned it before, but you have the sweetest blonde hair…" A gloved hand reached up and stroked one of the girl's blonde curls, the giggle coming from the woman seeming to annoy the people in the quickly growing line.
A cute girl distracting him was much better than waiting in his book. He didn't give a rat's ass that people wanted through the gate - they should have more patience. Hell, they should be thankful that he had been blocking the way for the past fifteen minutes. Ungrateful little bastards.
The girl shrunk back after her giggling stopped, face still blushing red. "Aha, I'm sorry, sir. B-but I really need your name…" It was amusing how she fumbled with her papers and the little electronic journals, trying to regain her dignity. Whether or not she any dignity in the first place was not going to be debated in his mind.
Content: Number Ten enters the town, and Saix decides that he and Xigbar should fill in some information to the other Nobody. Xaldin and Larxene (who dragged Zexion along with her), on the other hand, are not so happy with this "freezing time" deal. While Marluxia jumps in to see what all the fuss is, The Superior intrudes as to inform the group of a gathering.
Setting: Joutenheim gate
Time: Sunday, noon
Warnings: Swearing and Luxord being a whore.
Despite "time" being his element, waiting was just not his thing. In fact, considering how far behind he was in his work, he would prefer not to wait for anything, especially not in a line when everyone was in the general vicinity of his way. So, after taking the logical route and teleporting to the front of the row (pushing someone out of his way for good measure), he got there with all intents of getting his work done and not being punished for being late.
"So, Rosemary- may I call you Rosemary?" Luxord smiled, leaning forward to rest his chin onto his palms, elbows on the edge of the information booth in front of him. Rosemary wasn't even close to the woman's real name, considering the nametag on her chest that clearly stated "Daniella", but he was sure that didn't matter much. "Are you doing anything special later? I think I mentioned it before, but you have the sweetest blonde hair…" A gloved hand reached up and stroked one of the girl's blonde curls, the giggle coming from the woman seeming to annoy the people in the quickly growing line.
A cute girl distracting him was much better than waiting in his book. He didn't give a rat's ass that people wanted through the gate - they should have more patience. Hell, they should be thankful that he had been blocking the way for the past fifteen minutes. Ungrateful little bastards.
The girl shrunk back after her giggling stopped, face still blushing red. "Aha, I'm sorry, sir. B-but I really need your name…" It was amusing how she fumbled with her papers and the little electronic journals, trying to regain her dignity. Whether or not she any dignity in the first place was not going to be debated in his mind.
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Looking around, it seemed more of the Organization decided to show up. Zexion was there. No wonder he’d gotten nothing done if he’d been pinned down with managing someone like Larxene. And then Flower Power himself showed up. That would have been annoying on its own. Too many neophytes in one area!
And then he showed up. The Superior circled around the members, and spoke a single sentence.
Another meeting? Dammit, didn’t he learn from last time? Meetings accomplished close to nothing, besides getting the Organization madder at itself. Axel was still on the run. No progress was made in that area, and they’d all be reamed for failure in progress. Axel’s creature was still out there as well, one thing that should have been destroyed on the very spot for attacking the Superior.
But who was he to complain? Superior gave an order, and Xaldin wasn’t about to defy it. He nodded once in acknowledgement, attention still fixed on the tussle between Luxord and Larxene. He hoped Larxene would draw blood. It would be worth it to watch. And if the Superior didn’t separate them, Xaldin surely wouldn’t either. Let them tear one another to shreds before Number One. Entertainment at last.