http://sakurascythe.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] sakurascythe.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] paixaorpg2007-06-21 11:21 pm

Darkness Inside [Complete]

Characters: Marluxia and Kovu
Content: Marluxia picks up Larxene's slack and has a "chat" with Kovu.
Setting: Wouldn't you like to know. ;D
Time: It's a secret. ♥
Warnings: None... yet.


Unexpectedly he'd had Larxene's other experiment subjects passed to him and she'd gone to... recover it seemed. He was a little out of touch with things as he'd only the other day and had been rather thrust into things, starting with that mess outside the gate. At least that had been taken cared of, and finally they had all those who had been intended for capture.

Admittedly Marluxia's interest in the experiments was less than some of his colleagues. Perhaps it was because of Vexen. It was no real secret Marluxia didn't get along very well with the grumpy Organization elder. Still, Marluxia took the order without question.

His first subject was one of their more stranger captures but apparently one of interest, a lion, by the name of Kovu, from what he'd been able to ascertain. A bit of memory reading would most certainly be in order.

Sending the dusks to fetch the captive, he waited patiently for them to return with him so he could begin. They were a little behind schedule due to the capture issues at the gate, and the last thing they needed was for Vexen to start getting impatient.

[identity profile] fuzzymaraca.livejournal.com 2007-09-13 12:32 am (UTC)(link)
The lion growled low, continuing to glare at Marluxia for a few moments longer before he gave in and pulled the journal towards himself. He had always found the thing a little bit difficult to open and close, and the chains restricting him made the task even more awkward, so he took his time prying the device open, since it seemed like the nobody was going to wait for him to finish what he was doing before resuming the interrogation.

The lion told the device to look up Kiara's journal. When the reply "user not found" came back, he tried again, just in case it hadn't heard him right the first time. By the third time, he was shouting at the journal in frustration. "What do you mean she's not found?!" He turned his glare back towards the pink-haired man, and would have sprung at him if the chains had not held him back. "Damn it! Where is she? Where did you people send her THIS time?!"