paixaorpg | I'm severing the heart, then I'm leaving your corpse behind [Complete]

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I'm severing the heart, then I'm leaving your corpse behind [Complete]

Character(s): Larxene, Dusks, Creepers and anybody else
Content: The only female nobody watches from the sidelines and gives new orders to some of the nobodies.
Setting: Niflheim Gate/Area
Time: Early Morning
Warnings: Larxene with the freedom to fight and attack others as much as she wants. You do the math.

So it was finally their time to strike, huh? Good, she was getting tired of having nothing to do; not that being left to her own devices was a bad thing. During her stay here, Larxene had already mingled with some of the newcomers and had managed to terrorize some of the locals. A decent enough way to start things off, but the constant peace and tranquility was starting to get on her nerves.

Combat. Larxene desired the opportunity to fight with someone who was actually skilled. Why? It was simple enough, really.

The thrill, the rush, the desperation, the anxiety... It had been far too long since the last time she felt any of those.

Aggravating others on the network was fun, there was no mistake about that, but nothing out could compare to meeting someone face-to-face and taking their life in combat.

She enjoyed it.

Unfortunately, Larxene had yet to find anybody like that.

Leaning on the side of one of the buildings facing the street, she looked on through her hood and watched as the Dusks and Creepers did as they were told. If nothing else, they were good at following orders, softening up their victims for whenever she felt like dealing the final blow, and of course, cannon fodder.

Suddenly, as if responding to her thoughts, several more Dusks and Creepers appeared in front of her.

"Go inside the buildings and kill everything that moves.” She instructed them. “Except the children, I’ll take care of them myself. Oh, and let me know if you find anybody stupid enough to actually resist you."

With their orders given, the Nobodies disappeared and began to carry them out…

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Saitou is feeling distinctly disappointed at the sight of the not-Japanese gates leading up to the very not-Japanese town. How frustrating. He had expected to find himself in some small town where he can treat himself to some good Soba after taking care of Shishio, but now he finds himself at a ravaged area instead. Joy.

Lighting his cigarette, Saitou waves the match off before placing his hand in his pocket and walking through the gate. At least he still has his cigarette and matches, if nothing else. He can hear screaming coming from everywhere, but the sound has stopped making him twitch since quite some time ago. It seems like a massacre is on. He wonders which side he should take in this, or if he should just be an amused spectator.

From the corner of his eye, he notices a person all in black giving orders to the strange creatures running here and there causing the chaos. Perhaps she is the leader. Walking calmly towards her, he turns away to exhale the smoke, catching a snippet of what she said to the white creatures, ...the children, I’ll take care of them myself. Oh, and let me know if you find anybody stupid enough to actually resist you.

"Children are hardly amusing to kill," he comments, "although stupid people with enough spirit to resist are often quite interesting."

This guy seemed to be awfully calm considering what was happening around him. Then again, his black hair and yellow eyes where more than enough of a giveaway that he was from another world, which could explain his behavior. That, and it actually looked like he had a spine and brain.

"Kill them? Oh no, that's much too easy and it's hardly worth the time and effort." Larxene said to him, grinning underneath her hood. "I just want to torture the little brats. Breaking their mind and spirit at such a young age is more than enough amusement for me."

Though preferring to cause physical pain most of time, Larxene couldn’t deny the effects of mental torture on the victim and she also recognized that attacking the mind could be just as satisfying for her, if not more.

"Interesting? Hardly. I just want to see the look on their faces when I take their hope and shatter it in front of them, along with their worthless life."

Being able to control the element of space makes things more comfortable for traveling. Number Two couldn't imagine not being able to: he just didn't have the attention span for something that seemed so commonplace. Musing on the broad spectrum was typically not his thing. Why think when you can act and live well on intuition? Not that Xigbar was exactly living... but that's beside the point. Anyhow he was a bit late to arrive at Paixao compared to the others (even the neophytes were probably there before him, oh, the shame). He hovered upside-down near another black-cloaked Nobody. Larxene.

'She looks kind of wimpier than before. Not even half the woman she was before,' was what the sniper's instincts told him in a redundant manner. Xigbar sneered, 'And Larxene looks like she's getting high on something. Probabl' those Dusks and Creepers.' It was only a matter of time before the lady-idiot knew Number Two was there, so he figured he should be the one to pull a trick first. "...Except the children, I’ll take care of them myself..." She sounded somewhat occupied so it did not seem like a difficult task.

Somewhat to his disappointment, a man addressed Number Twelve before he did: "Children are hardly amusing to kill, although stupid people with enough spirit to resist are often quite interesting." This might have been a situation in which Xigbar could have found some entertainment. Sadists all around. The sniper teleported a foot away from Larxene and chuckled audibly: "What's this Larxene? You're all grown up aren't you? Playing with people your own age. Children. Niiice." As he finished his sentence, a single sniper Nobody appeared above him. "But is it just me, or are you sounding rather cynical?"

Maybe he would have to stand against her then, if she finds torturing the minds of young children to be amusing. Not that Saitou has a soft heart for children, of course. She seems to be the one causing the chaos, however, that further proves the point that he should kill her off to stop the massacre. Before he could reply to her explanation though, another cloaked figure suddenly appeared close to them.

Saitou raises one eyebrow interestedly as the cloaked man taunts her, amused that they attack each other with words even if they seem to be on the same side. Division within the group, how petty. Exhaling calmly, Saitou addresses the woman without looking at her, cautiously keeping an eye on the strange creature that appeared above the man, "Your friend?"

Lovely, one of the elder members of the Organization had managed to find her. And it was Xigbar, their Number II. So much for being able to enjoy herself... She didn't have quite as much hate for him as she did for the likes of Vexen and Zexion, but the fact remained that... she still hated him.

A lot.

Though she didn’t really need a reason for it, Larxene figured that part of the hate came from two things about him. He had the reputation and respect that came with being one of the original members. Unlike the others however, Xigbar also had the attitude and arrogance of a "neophyte" as they had so gracefully been branded as.

"Don't insult me." Larxene frowned and looked at the new guy before glancing at the other Organization member. "That's just a creepy old man; don't pay any attention to him. He's going senile, you see. Can't even tell up from down anymore."

Turning and facing Xigbar, Larxene noticed the Sniper Nobody that had appeared above him and smiled before making gestures with her hands, telling him to buzz off like a good little pest. "Why don't you go back to whatever retirement home you crawled out of and take a nice, long nap? See if you never wake up. Or you could die in your sleep, that'd be nice too."

If there was anything Xigbar enjoyed in this cosmos, it was that he had the aptitude to audibly verbalize anything for whatever reasons he inclined. The contents really were of no matter-- even if the topic was about how "senile" he was.

"Friend? As if. But creepy old man...!" The Freeshooter burst into a hearty a laughter as someone of his disposition could manage. His face returned back to the sneer that it held before: "I just don't know. It sounds like your vocabulary could use some improvement." There was no elaboration on that idea. After all, as much as the senior member of the Organization enjoyed conversing, it was also entertaining to see how people would interpret language.

There was a short pause during which the antenna haired Nobody made gestures at the Sniper Nobody above his head. Xigbar snorted. He continued while he used his arms for embellishment (and also to mock the other simultaneously), "Don't tell me actually think this bastard's caught some of your interest. I think you lost as much common sense as much as I became senile! They're bound to be more interesting idiots running around with their heads flopping side to side than him."

Saitou lets one corner of his lips form a smirk at how both the cloaked figures were taunting each other. He had originally thought that he would be up against more worthy opponents than two people with the mental age of twelve-year-olds, but this is less interesting than he expected. Taking his cigarette out of his mouth with two fingers, he exhales slowly while listening to the man's retort to the the woman.

"Those things your pets?" He asks either of them nonchalantly, gesturing towards a nearby Nobody with his occupied hand. He has no interest in participating in their petty argument, but he is curious as to what those strange white creatures are. They might be people in costumes, but one just appeared out of thin air, so there ought to be more to it than that.

Even if the two cloaked figures are hardly interesting, Saitou figures that maybe finding out about how they summoned those things would be more worthy of his time. Fighters are getting more and more creative these days, even though he is still disappointed at how they seem to be declining in actual strength.

"Ah, the vocabulary insult. Now there's one I haven't heard before. Did you get it from one of the other elders?" It was probably Vexen, or Zexion, since they liked to ramble on and on like broken records. "Why don't you go find some of those idiots yourself? I've already claimed this playground for myself, and I don't plan on sharing it with anybody."

Elder or 'neophyte', Larxene had no respect for any of the members in the Organization, and she trusted them even less. If it came down to it, she'd gladly fight any of them and shut them up for good. Well, except for maybe... Nevermind, that thought wasn't important enough for her to even bother finishing it.

"Pets?" She turned and faced the man, her smile never fading. "You could say that." Then, from out of nowhere, several dusks came and landed in front of Larxene. Just like the one who summoned them, they were eager to fight someone worthy. "Would you like to have a closer look? I promise you they won't bite too much."

"Don't misjudge me, it was merely a suggestion. You're just not worth my time for an actual insult; I'll be working on it though so don't you worry your little ass off," The senior member of the Organization shrugged as he looked at the other Nobody with signs of mild amusement. "Actually, I'm trying to be more original," he snorted. It'd been a while seen the sniper had even a short conversation with anyone so every word exchanged with Larxene-- as ignorant and idiotic as she was-- she was one of the few sources of a verbal exchange at the moment. Xigbar wasn't desperate enough to actually go looking for other to talk to; that kind of action just wasn't his style.

"Nah, I think I'll pass. After all, I don't want anything happening to the Organization's little lady." He snickered then said, still in a teasing tone, "But we do have to carry the plan out Number Twelve. Feel free to play as long as you do the work you need to do. Grunt work and all."

((sorry it took a little bit: I only got into Xigbar mood today :X))

Saitou leans his body on a nearby wall while taking a slow drag from his cigarette. The two 'friends' would have been more interesting if they only retort to each other with more intelligent remarks, but he can't really complain. After being surrounded by so many idiots just before, a slightly intelligent argument is a welcomed relief. Let them fight, he will wait for his moment to speak.

He quirks his brow slightly as more strange creatures appear out of thin air and land in front of Larxene. Saitou exhales the smoke while musing on whether he should ask Larxene how she did that or pretend that the answer is no mystery to him, when Larxene offers him a closer look. He smirks in reply and pushes himself against the wall. He drops his cigarette to the ground and stepping on it with his heel. "How nice of you to offer," he comments while walking closer to Larxene and the creatures.

Examining the strange creatures that seem to dance around with extremely flexible limbs, his smirk does not falter even if he realizes that they are probably very agile. "What do you call them?" He figures that he might as well gather as much information as possible before having to engage in the inevitable combat.

"What are you, my mother? I know what I have to do. Unlike you, I still have a good memory."

On and on he went, like a broken record! What was even more annoying was that she couldn't just dispose of him like the trash that he was. Yet. "You really should take a hike. Things could get messy, and I don't want to be held responsible for something happening to our senior member, after all."

Going back to the foreigner...

"This one over here is a Dusk." Laxene said; pointing to the more humanoid of the Nobodies she had beckoned. "And then we have these." Snapping her fingers, two more Nobodies appeared next to the others. "We call those Creepers, and you'd be amazed at what I can get them to do."

Now the fun would really begin.

"If you're so interested, then here... go and get acquainted with them." Grinning, Larxene stepped back and watched as the Nobodies started heading towards the man.

Thing were getting a bit boring... therefore, the only thing that Number Two could do was to make the setting a bit livelier. But first, he waved off Larxene's retorts while rolling his eye.

She was introducing the different Nobodies to the strangers. How dull, Xigbar thought.

"Hey, hey, woman, you're makin' me lose my mind here!" With exaggerated hand gestures, he continued, "You're damn slow. Let's just get to the fun already instead of taking your time." The sniper sneered at the Creepers and Dusks summoned by Larxene, and then cracked his neck, summoning several Sniper Nobodies around the area.

Xigbar took out his gun arrows while teleporting himself so he was upside-down in the middle of the air. Maybe this would be a little bit enjoyable.

Saitou nods his head slowly at Larxene's explanation, not quite grateful since names would be of no use to him once he fights them; which he is sure he will soon. He figures that acting the bitch wouldn't get him anywhere, however, so he nods his head and says nothing anyway. He looks up at Larxene when she uttered the word 'acquainted', one corner of his lips curling up in a smirk. Finally, the part he has been waiting for.

"So many against one?" he asks in a fake amiable tone while drawing his katana slowly. Saitou takes his time in coming to fighting stance, placing his right foot in front of him slowly, but he has done it so many times that moving into stance from standing upright is as easy as flipping over his hand. "Though I suppose it's just fair," he mutters as he aims the point of his sword at the creature closest to him and at his right.

Saitou lets his smirk widen a little before propelling his body forward towards the creature on the most right, piercing through its lower torso. He does not let a moment pass before he slashes to the left to attack the other ones. The absence of blood disappoints him, but perhaps he should also be worried about it. After all, not having blood is not normal and not normal is usually bad.

"Like I care what's happening to you. But anyways, what's the point in having fun if you're just going to rush things?" She said to Xigbar. "Besides, you should know that I like to play with my toys as much as I can before they break on me."

Larxene observed as the foreigner made quick work of a couple of Nobodies. "Oh? Looks like you're not completely helpless after all." She said to him. "Good. Maybe you'll make this a more interesting massacre for me!" More Nobodies appeared out of nowhere to replace the ones that had been dispatched and they went straight for the man with the drawn sword.

She knew that they would be no match for him but it was still amusing to watch him fight, and she would be able to see just how good he really was.

Her turn would come soon enough though, as she readied her knives...

That woman goes on and on and oooon, he thought as Larxene was saying something to him from below. "Fine fine Miss Bitch-- I'll slow down my pace for you," Number Two sneered in reply to what he did hear. It might have been said that it was atypical for Xigbar to... well... actually shut up for a moment in his life, but during a mêlée or fight, even he understood he needed to be quiet.

That didn't mean that he found pleasure in it.

In fact, on the contrary, it was quite the opposite: the senior member of the Organization began to mumble under his breath out of tedium. Xigbar could have joined the fight against this silence man who had some skills in "aggression" but it just wouldn't be exciting at all. Plus, he didn't even have any orders directly from the Superior that needed to be dealt with this particular man: Paixao was flooded with outsiders that were lost. Out of the large group of lost outsiders, there would be a minority that could probably entertain him.

The Nobody snickered softly, looking down at the fight that had begun. This really had little amusement so far, he didn't expect there to be any in the future either. Number Twelve was getting a bit dull and the silent man... it almost irritated Xigbar how quiet he was. A bit of festivity would be nice, the Nobody mused, just as long as he carried out the proper orders. He first commanded the Snipers to leave the area-- for this once, he'd let Larxene have the so-called fun she wanted from boring people-- then disappeared into a dark hole in the sky himself.

"Have all the fun you want kiddo! Just don't forget to clean up after yourself!" He yelled to Larxene. By this point, it didn't really matter to him if she heard it or not: as long as Xigbar had somehow expressed himself verbally, almost everything was running smoothly.

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