paixaorpg | Anyone There? ~ [ Closed/Complete ]

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Anyone There? ~ [ Closed/Complete ]

Character(s): Larxene, anyone who wants to join in.
Content: Larxene has to find a way to get to a hotel after Superior Smackdown. xD
Setting: On the way to the Morem o Lisboa; starting at Ecos na Catedral.
Time: Tuesday evening.
Warnings: Language? ~

Her calf stung like mad, her breastbone was saying things like "OMGDIEBITCH" to her, and she wasn't really in the mood to have a bitch-fight with her conscience. Although she would kill to teleport all the way to the hotel and get a nice soak in her tub ~~with a nice S&M book~~ to get all of the blood off, she would have to walk. That's all she had the strength for.

She grudgingly got up, hearing some bone snap somewhere within her as she did, before she ws fully up, dusting her robe off with what strength she could muster before she started walking to her intended destination. Vexen was at the library doing God-knows-what now, Zexion was... who cares, Axel, Saix, and Demyx she hadn't seen in forever and a half, and Marluxia had been whisked away. Her life was just effin' peachy keen, fine, and dandy.

"Ohh," she groaned when she felt her head begin to throb, clutching a lock of her hair where the pain was sourced. It would go away soon. She checked her glove, seeing blood on the black leather. Her hair was probably matted from the blood all over the back of her head. Perhaps those stupid fancy shampoos they had there were really needed now.

Lightning cracked in the sky, and she felt a drop of rain his her on the nose. Great. She would arrive at the hotel looking like a drowned rat. Perhaps she should go to that hotel that's nearby-- the Morem o Lisboa? Better than walking all the way to Actua Are.

The rest of the walk to the hotel wouldn't be very fun. ~

~ XII

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She has been loitering around the area for almost the whole day now, and she hasn't found one single wounded man, or woman. She had stopped awhile to check the message on the message board and saw that the man named Zexion has posted a comment, replying to hers. 'look for 3 people. two men and a woman.two are blond all have black coats one is pinned to the ground by a red blade another is very loud. you cant miss them'

It has been a whole day, though, so she must have missed them or perhaps this Zexion has played a prank on her. Which is not funny. Shoving her journal angrily into her pocket, she decides that she would rather be walking back to Morem o Lisboa to rest for the night and journey to Mr. Nobunaga the next morning. Muttering curses at this man named Zexion, she walks to the direction of the hotel.

A huge lightning cracks the sky in half and she sees a figure walking bowed in front of her. Recovering from her shock quickly, she realizes that the figure is a woman with what must be blonde hair under the browned blood on her head. Recalling Zexion's message, she realizes that the woman must be one of the people she was called to heal.

"Wait! you shouldn't be walking around with a wound like that!" Immediately she runs toward the woman, making sure not to trip on any of the stones. Luck was not on her side, however, and as her foot makes contact with a rubble, it gave way beneath her and she falls into a graceless heap before the wounded woman. "Ouch, my dignity..." she mutters under her breath.

Larxene was nearly halfway there when she heard a voice call out to... her?

Wait! You shouldn't be walking around with a wound like that!"

Maybe she was being delusional. A quick wince before she turned around, wiping the rain off of her eyes. Footsteps confirmed that she was not having mental problems, but it was rather a person. A woman.

"...And who might you be?" she asked monotonously, not bothering to move. It hurt too much.

Apparantly the woman wasn't too smooth on her feet, for she was now laying on her butt right in front of her with a mutter. Larxene couldn't outstretch her hand due to the broken bone she had piercing her right bicep, and she explained herself slowly.

"I'm sorry, but you'll have to help yourself up. I'm in... a pretty horrible condition," she continued on, her expressionless face not changing. Her bones were broken. She was stuck halfway to her destination point, the hotel was screaming "Larxene, come to me!~~", and she desperately needed to go purchase some potions and a take a warm bath. "How on earth did you land all the way here, anyway?" she questioned the woman before they were introduced to one another.

That hotel should shut the hell up.

~ XII

The pain on her butt is nothing compared to the stain on her dignity. She almost forgot about the wounded woman standing in front of her, muttering curses under her breath about never running toward a person again.

"...And who might you be?" the woman asks her. Ashe quickly looks up at the expressionless woman. "I'm sorry, but you'll have to help yourself up. I'm in... a pretty horrible condition." Ashe realizes that she should be the one helping the woman not the other way around, and getting back on her foot as quick as possible, she searches her pocket for healing items.

"I am Ashe," she introduces herself while still scrambling in her pocket. "Zexion, your friend I believe, has summoned me to help you. I am not much of a healer, but I can get you in better shape than this, at the very least."

Apparantly she understood what kind of a position she was in and spared her the pain, agony, and trouble of helping her up. Larxene's hands were limp at her sides as she spoke, her face not changing all the while.

"...I'm Larxene," she began, "the twelfth Order."

Larxene's words finished and she waited as the woman introduced herself.
I'm Ashe she had said, and that Zexion, her friend, she believed had sent--

Wait. What. The. Fuck?

Larxene cut her own thoughts off as soon as the words "Zexion", "friend", and "sent her" were calculated. "Zexion sent you here? He actually sent help? I thought he just ran off. I guess the bastard's not as cold and uncaring as I had originally thought," she said, trying her best to hide the surprise that was begging to show itself on her face.

~ XII

"Twelfth... order?" Ashe stopped arranging the healing items for a moment. "Well, yes, your friend posted a message on the message board and asked me to help you and two other men. I should have been here around morning, but I couldn't find you or the other two people. So, I'm sorry that I'm so late."

Realizing that talking will not heal Larxene, she immediately went back to looking for a particular potion Basch gave her. "Would you not rather sit down or does it hurt too much to move?"

...Right. The force of the shock that Larxene was feeling right now from Zexion's act of kindness was making her think he was an imposter. Ah, people can change.

"Yes, twelfth Order. He posted a message on the board asking you to help us all? To tell you the truth..." her voice trailed off as she attempted to make the pain in her jaw stop before the continued, "...Vexen and Marluxia are, well, gone. Vexen left early this morning, as did Marluxia. Marluxia was taken away, actually..." Another pause before she began. "...Back to the matter at hand," she finished off, clenching her teeth together tightly for a second to distract herself from the pain as she sat down.

"I'm alright with sitting down," she confirmed.

~ XII

While Larxene was explaining to her about where the other two people are, Ashe finally finds the potion she has been looking for. She was asked to help the three people, and she was planning on using healing magic on them because she only have two of these potion. There is only Larxene here, however, and she doubts that the two would return, so using the potion would be wiser because she might need to use her magic for combat later on and she has no elixir.

Back to the matter at hand, I'm alright with sitting down. Larxene says as she sits herself down. Ashe sits down beside her and puts the potion in Larxene's hand. "Here, drink it all up. It will completely restore your power. It is rather bitter but it will make relieve you of some of the pain."

The rain was getting considerably harder compared to a few minutes ago, and both of them were looking rather drenched. "Once you feel better, I'll help you walk and we should try to find a shelter. I doubt that sitting in the rain would do you any good."

Larxene looked at the strange little container in her hand, shaking it around a bit while looking at the sloshy blue liquid inside.

"...I suppose that the disgusting taste will be worth the relief. Bottoms up," she muttered before she shot the entire contents of the bottle down. She spoke up after a few moments. "God, that was disgusting." No thank you was given, because she was just a bitch like that. ~~Problem, anyone? Didn't think so.~~

Larxene put a hand up to her head when she felt the pain that had previously been there disintegrate into nothingness. It was a very liberating feeling. Although she wasn't completely better, she was well enough to get them out of the rain and into the Morem o Lisboa hotel.

"Grab my hand. I can... teleport us to our desired destination: The Morem o Lisboa hotel nearby," she stated flatly, extending her hand.

Bath. Bath. Bath...

~ XII

[[ ooc: sorry for barging in, if you want me to delete this post that's fine. xD; ]]

Speaking of teleportation...

Vexen had no idea why he wanted to go back to where Larxene and Marluxia presumbaly were. Perhaps it was merely because they were all in the Organization, and this common bind was enough to move Vexen to return with some (extremely ineffective potions), along with the rest of his things. He actually planned on dumping them at their feet and leaving.

As he materialized not too far away, he noticed that Larxene was already being attended to by another woman (a far more kind soul than that mage was, he supposed). Well, that worked... however, someone seemed to be missing.

He supposed Marluxia had also fled for the time being. Good for him. Limping over to them (damn that mage; walking hurt), Vexen cleared his throat. This time to catch their attention; he was done with hacking up globs of blood.

"Forgive me for my intrusion, but I suppose you don't know where the others went off to?" This question was directed at Larxene more than anyone else.

II OOC: Of course I don't mind you barging in! Are you crazy? You're WELCOME to barge in. <3 II

~ XII

(( ooc: I'm paranoid and I think no one wants me to barge in. D:

*stops posting ooc comments now* >_>; ))

Larxene stopped midway as she was taking her next step when Vexen spoke. Looks like he hadn't planned to abandon them after all. Looks like nobody had.

"Your intrusion is forgiven. I honestly haven't a clue as to where Marluxia is. He was just... taken away. Zexion just disappeared and went off somewhere, but it seems that he was considerate enough to send for help. We're headed for the Morem o Lisboa hotel. I suppose you'd like to accompany us now that nobody has remained behind?" she stated to the Nobody, looking in straight in the eye. She put a tendril of hair behind her ear.

Stupid hair was making her even more wet.

~ XII

[ooc: the more the merrier! :D]

Ashe smiled at the woman as she gulped the potion down quickly. It is rather bothersome to see that 500 gils worth of potion being treated like that, but she is sure Larxene will be very thankful at its immediate effect. However, sometimes things just don't go according to your expectation.

God, that was disgusting, Ashe felt the blood rise to her face, the worst curse words rushing in her throat and her mouth opening in a fit of spitting them out. It was even more frustrating to see that Larxene did not notice how angry that made Ashe feel.

The other woman extended her hand, Grab my hand. I can... teleport us to our desired destination: The Morem o Lisboa hotel nearby.

Briefly, Ashe's mind flew to the blue-haired man she saw teleporting a few days ago, could they be the same people? And she is still not clear about the 'Twelfth Order' thing anyway. Before she could utter a single word, however, a voice interrupts her.

Forgive me for my intrusion, but I suppose you don't know where the others went off to? Turning around, a man with long blonde hair is limping toward them. Perhaps he is the other man she was supposed to tend to. She was going to offer her help, but realizing that the man has his eyes on Larxene only and ignoring her, she chose to stay quiet. This man does not seem like the kind of person she would want to annoy.

Larxene explained to him where the others went to, and if it weren't for the fact that she used the word us to refer to them, Ashe would have thought that the both of them had forgotten about her. Also, if it weren't for the fact that they seem dangerous, she would have unleashed her inner brat by now.

Choosing her words carefully, she tries to make it sound as polite as possible. "Suppose it would be better to continue our conversation in a drier place? I am not exactly fond of the rain."

Larxene turned around to look at Ashe, her expressionless face boring holes into her.

"Perhaps she's right, Vexen. We should go to the hotel now," she suggested, turning her head back to him when she was finished. "It's much drier there, and we cal all get a bite to eat and get ourselves cleaned up. Those fancy hotels seem to make life for those lazy-asses there as easy as it gets. We'll be fine there."

~

[ooc: question - I see you list the time for this as Tuesday evening. But wasn't the Superior smackdown on MONDAY morning? Did Larxene skip a day somewhere and I missed it?

I'm asking, because Ansem is trying to coordinate something with Ashe, and the timeline is confusing me now.]

II Larxene was probably RECOOPERATING there for a day. Hell-o. II

~ XII

[i guess i'll follow this timeline rather than the superior smackdown. so i'll be meeting Ansem wednesday morning?]

Right after she finished her carefully-worded whine, Ashe realizes just how big a mistake she has made. Larxene stared at her with expressionless eyes, seeming to bore as deep as possible into her soul, and it was scary. Holding her breath for what seemed like an eternity, she was finally free to take a very deep breath once Larxene started speaking and turning to Vexen.

It's much drier there, and we can all get a bite to eat and get ourselves cleaned up. Those fancy hotels seem to make life for those lazy-asses there as easy as it gets. We'll be fine there. Larxene said to Vexen. What is with ignoring her after being helped? What about a simple thank you?

Giving up on any form of gratitude, Ashe sighs, "So, do we walk or do we teleport?"

Larxene turned back to Ashe, blinking twice before she responded.

"We're teleporting there. Unless you'd prefer to walk in the rain, that is. Put onr hand on mine," she replied, extending her right hand towards her. She loked at Vexen before she said anything. "...Let's go," she commanded, closing her eyes and concentrating on her intended destination before she and Ashe were gone from the spot. They would see Vexen there in a moment.

~

The hotel was seemingly fancier than the one back in Actua Are, but it was a bit smaller. People were still bustling around, talking endless like there was no tomorrow. Nobody seemed to notice that they just appeared out of nowhere. Like puppets, is what these people are.

"...I'm going to go get a room," she told Ashe, walking in the direction of the concierge desk. She gave the very perky man at the desk her information and the payment before she got the keys to her room. He gave her an odd look when she turned around to leave. Probably all of the blood stuck to her body.

Bath...

~ XII.

Teleporting felt strangely peaceful. She had imagined that there would be whirlwinds around and the sensation of limbs being stretched of the sort, but really it was just like having the scene before you change into another and finding yourself in a whole other place.

...I'm going to go get a room, Larxene tells her while walking over to the concierge desk. Ashe wonders if Larxene will be paying for her hotel room or not. If she paid, then it would be more than Ashe needs as a substitute for gratitude. This hotel seems to be very expensive after all. After awhile, Larxene walks back to where she was standing carrying one key.

She hopes she had gotten her a room also because she does not think she has enough money to pay for a room in this hotel. And the rain outside does not seem to allow anyone to walk through it without getting a fever.

(( ooc: Sorry for taking so long! x_x ))

Vexen dully noted the direction of the hotel Larxene pointed out and nodded faintly, deciding it was a place as good as any to finish up the reports and data he had to post. Ugh. Only someone like Vexen could think of such things after having the (for lack of better wording) shit beaten out of him by his boss, but he had to keep his priorities straight.

Following the two women to the hotel, Vexen materialized right at the door, not wanting to spend any more of his rapidly draining strength then he had to. Limping over to where the confused healer was, Vexen just watched Larxene get a room (for herself, presumably, unless she wanted to share with the healer).

"Do forgive her, she's always like this," Vexen noted to the healer, who's name he still didn't know. He would ask, if Larxene hadn't come back with the single key.

"I didn't get your name..." He continued. He might as well get his benefactor's name this time, she seemed much more agreeable than that mage.

Larxene strolled back after remembering the other two, a rather annoyed expression plastered to her face as she talked to the other two.

"That stupid concierge was asking me the most irrelevant questions I have ever heard in my life. 'What is your mother's maiden name?' 'What is your pet's name?' I just wanted to kill that imbecile. He was getting on my nerves so much," she complained, eyeing them both. She held up her hand, three golden-colored keys dangling from one finger. "I only had enough money to get one room, but the concierge gave me three keys for all of us. Vexen, you can come with us if you'd like, since I have the third key. You, as well, Ashe. We're lodging on the top floor, sadly. If we're forced to walk, it will be a rather harsh trip. I wouldn't have even bothered to come here if I wasn't in desperate need of a bath."

Hopefully it wouldn't be a pain in the ass having them both lodge with her for a day or two.

~ XII.

Ashe would have stared at Larxene open-mouthedly is if were not for the fact that opening your mouth like it would be unseemly for a princess. But she has just said that the three of them are going to stay in one room. Ashe will be sleeping in one room with a man who is not her husband. That is utterly unacceptable.

She does not have the money to get another room, however, nor does she have the courage to actually annoy Larxene, so as long as she would have her own bed to sleep in, it would be fine. "We won't have to share beds, do we?"

"Of course we have to share beds," Larxene said, the sarcasm oozing out of her voice. "Are you fucking kidding me? I got a room with three queen size mattresses inside. ...At least that's what they told me," she informed the duo. "As long as I get to hop into the bathtub first, I don't really care what happens with everything else. The three mattresses are in one room, and the two baths are on opposite ends of the room. If any of you two would like to use the other bathroom for any particular reason while I'm taking my bath, you can do whatever it is you would like to do in the other one," she finished.

Ashe's face had triggered her to say that, really.

She handed them both one key before explaining things further. "The fucking concierge said that these were as many keys as he could give us. Vexen, since you don't seem to be taking an interest in spending the night, you can give that idiot your key back or he'll begin to bitch at us about taking good care of it. Shall we go up, now? I'm going insane."

Oh, yes. She was.

~ XII.

The woman they were with seemed somewhat... disturbed by the fact that they had to share rooms, but hey, if he had to share a room (much less a bed) with someone as vulgar as Larxene, he'd be disturbed too.

"I'm not going to be very long. I just need to get a few things taken care of," Vexen assured her with a monotone voice. Like my leg. "I don't intend to actually stay here for the night."

She did not say thank you and now she is giving her a full-blown speech just like Kadaj did. The people here are truly impolite, and she must be the worst of them. Trying her best to keep from fuming and triggering yet another dose of anger from Larxene, she kept her mouth shut.

I'm not going to be very long. I just need to get a few things taken care of, I don't intend to actually stay here for the night. the man said, and Ashe breathed out a sigh of relief. Even spending the night in one room with a man could mark a stain on her name. She is married after all.

Replying to Larxene, "Yes, I suppose we can get up now."

"...M-hm. Let's go, I'm not in the mood for waiting in line for those stupid elevators that take forever and a half to arrive down to the lobby," she told them, turning to face the direction of said elevators before walking.

People were chit-chatting so much her head was starting to throb. "What do you two plan on doing tomorrow?" she questioned, laughing as she saw a woman trip over the carpet a few feet away. Oh how she loved it when people were in pain sometimes. It was exhilerating. The elevator door opened in front of them, and the trio stepped inside of the large room-sized glass elevator. Apparantly here, it was style, and not substance. This thing went as slow as molasses.

Book and a bath. She couldn't wait.

~ XII

Vexen 'limped' along as Larxene started moving, wondering why he hadn't brought attention to his problem yet. Oh well, it wasn't like it was anything major; that mage hadn't healed it fully, but it was enough. He rolled his eyes as Larxene had the nerve to laugh at some stumbling woman nearby, mostly out of habit; Vexen didn't find much things "funny".

"Work," was all Vexen replied it. Although, after the beating he just took, Vexen was starting to feel strangely apathetic towards the one thing he used to 'enjoy' the worst. Like the Superior broke more than just his bones.

How odd. There was nothing but bones to break.

He slumped against the side of the elevator, also disgusted with the design. It was slow, and it was inefficient. If he weren't injured, he would have taken the stairs.

Things in the elevator weren't so pleasant. That imbecile of a woman who had tripped earlier and given Larxene some amusement was jammed in there next to here, and the damned thing took fifteen minutes to get them to the top floor. She led the other Organization member and the healer to their room a few steps away from the elevator. The door opened relatively easily, and she stepped inside before flipping on the lightswitches. Light spilled everywhere, and she nearly winced.

"...welcome to your lodgins for the night... and perhaps a bit of tomorrow," she monotonously said before she headed for the shower, unzipping her robe as she walked. "You two do whatever you like. There's a mini-bar thing over there if you'd like to have a snack or a... drink," she said with the flick of her wrist. She finally found the bathroom after nearly walking into the closet once, and she shut the door behind her before the running water was heard.

Finally. She can take a fucking bath now.

~ XII.

You two do whatever you like. There's a mini-bar thing over there if you'd like to have a snack or a... drink Larxene states, while sauntering off to the bathroom. So Ashe is left alone in a room with a man who is not her husband. Too tired to make a fuss out of it, however, she sit herself on one of the beds and lets out a yawn, covering her mouth properly with her hands.

"Sir Vexen," she starts. "If I read between the lines clearly, you want me to heal you as well?" The man seemed proper enough and she thinks that he would be more grateful than Larxene was, anyway. Her stomach growled softly, and wishing that the man had not heard it, she makes a mental note to herself to get some food after healing the man.

Sir Vexen? What a nice title. This woman actually had manners. Having been deprived of a female with manners for quite some time, Vexen almost looked stunned.

"You may just call me 'Vexen'," He informed her, nodding when she mentioned a healing. "Actually, yes, I was healed earlier by a mage but she saw no need to heal my leg."

Vexen limped over to the bed next to hers, dumping his items on it. There wasn't much; The bag made a clinking noise, suggesting there were some fragile things inside. He made a notion to drop his journal down with them, but shook his head; such things shouldn't be left alone. Larxene at the very least would take interest in it.

"I suppose you were summoned by Zexion?" He asked, sitting down on the bed opposite from Ashe's.

Larxene stepped out of the bathroom clad in a slightly damp Organization robe. She adjusted the zipper at the bottom, shutting the door behind her before the steam that was swirling around her got into the room and made it like a sauna.

"...When you two are finished doing whatever it is you're doing, we're all going out to get some food. I think we've been deprived for a while, and I would kill someone for a drink."

...A nice alcoholic drink, that is.

She pushed her hair out of her face and brushed it back, plopping down on her bed after folding her towels and placing them in the closet. Maybe they'd run into Luxord when the got down into the lobby; he did say he was hanging around an Actua Are hotel, gambling like madman. Nothing out of the ordinary there.

Stupid lives they all had.

~ XII

I suppose you were summoned by Zexion? the man who asked her to call him Vexen inquires. "Yes, I first thought that it was he who needed help but then he gave me descriptions of three people whom I suppose are you, Larxene and another blonde-haired man," she explains. "Larxene has told me that the other man was taken away already before I arrived there, so I am only supposed to find you and Larxene." it feels nice talking to another person who has manners in this world. Ashe was starting to give up hope that anyone in Paixao actually has "courtesy" in their vocabulary after meeting Kadaj and Larxene.

"Anyway, small talk will not heal your leg, S-- err Vexen." Ashe stands up from her bed and walks to where he is sitting. "Let me take a look at it."

...When you two are finished doing whatever it is you're doing, we're all going out to get some food. I think we've been deprived for a while, and I would kill someone for a drink. Larxene suddenly interrupts. Amazing how quick she took her bath; Ashe always takes at least an hour for a bath. "We will be done soon, just a moment." she says to Larxene as she concentrates her magic to her hands. "Curaga" and the internal bleeding fades into almost nothing, leaving a rather yellow mark on Vexen's skin. "It will disappear by itself, don't worry."

Standing up and she turns to Larxene, "We are done. I am very anxious about the prospect of getting food. I feel famished."

Larxene's head shot up from the book she was reading when she heard Ashe's voice a few moments later. That was rather quick.

"Alright, we're going back down to the main casino. The bars and restaurants usually reside there," she said, tossing the book behind her. "I think that son of a bitch Luxord is down there, as well, but that's not important. I brought enough money to last me a lifetime on this trip of mine. We can go have as much food as we desire, wherever we like." A brief pause. "Let's go then, shall we?"

She walked out the door, waiting for the both of them to follow before locking the door and heading for the slow-as-hell elevator. The ride took a good fifteen minutes to get them down to the casino level. Chatter among the gamblers and diners was quite loud, and she cringed briefly before looking around. "...where are we going to eat?" she inquired, scanning the long line of restaurants and were on the periphery of the entire casino, which ranged from dessert shops to restaurants. Making a decision would be hard. Her eyes quickly flashed to the casino's main bar before she turned around and looked at Vexen and Ashe. "Decide quickly."

Oh, God, the noise.

~ XII

...where are we going to eat? Decide quickly. Ashe does not really care where they eat at as long as the food is edible. This is another world, after all, what if they eat like really strange things? Catching Larxene's quick glance at the casino's main bar, however, Ashe thinks that because Larxene is used to this place, she should know where the good food is.

"Why don't we go to the main bar?" Ashe suggests. She hopes the bar also serves some kind of food however, she does not really want to get too drunk.

Vexen rose an eyebrow at how quick Larxene was to just order them around. Eat? He had other things to do. But as soon as his leg was healed, Larxene had whisked them out, Vexen opting to follow.

The healer had done a wonderful job, however. It didn't hurt to walk, not even the slightest pain. Vexen couldn't believe how much he missed being able to walk. Something so simple. Then again, people never appreciated what they had until they lost it.

And continue to do so, it seemed.

"You two can go eat somewhere. I already ate," Vexen dismissed Larxene's invitation, lying as usual. She probably didn't care, but Vexen did, so without so much as a word, he stalked back to the hotel room, wondering why he just didn't stay if Larxene already locked it.

Oh yes. He left his things there.

Unlocking the door swiftly, Vexen disappeared inside and the door shut with a click.

Larxene looked on as Vexen slowly walked away after saying You two can go eat somewhere. I alteady ate. He so did not eat his food; his lies were so predictable and conspicuous. So typical of him to do this.

"...Fucking liar," she bit out, looking over at Ashe to see what she had said.

Why don't we go to the main bar? she suggests. Ah. Good idea.

"..That's alight with me," Larxene quickly answers back, ushering her to the other side of the casino where the bar lay, in-between the lobby and the casino. She took a seat at the nearest table rather than at the bar. Ashe followed in suit.

"MAY I TAKE YOUR ORDERS?" a rather enthusiastic waiter called out from behind her, almost making her zap the area behind her out of habit. The daggers crawled back into her flesh when she realized it was the waiter, putting her hands on the menu to look it over.

The waiter looked like he'd just seen a ghost.

"...I'll skip the main course. I'm giong straight to dessert," she told the waiter, handing him the menu. "I'll take the vanilla bean cheesecake with the caramel créme. ...and a Lethal Lemonade, please, with Absolut Citron vodka, not the orange Absolut." She looked over at Ashe after finishing with the waiter. Poor Vexen was missing all of the fun.

All work and no play makes Vexen a very dull man.

~ XII

Ashe was very glad she did not try to annoy Larxene about not being grateful. Still wide-eyed after seeing Larxene almost slicing the waiter to two, she drops her eye on the menu, her heart still throbbing so loud Larxene might be able to hear it.

"I...I'll just have the house special, whatever it is," Ashe has not realized how lucky she is that people speak in the same language as she does in Paixao. The food, however, is a whole different case. She is not able to find any food with Chocobo in it. She hopes that the house special is not something slimy or crawly.

"And I'll have something with chocolate for the dessert," she gives the menu back to the waiter. "And mineral water, thank you."

Dinner, or, dessert in Larxene's case, was served, and Larxene finished her cheesecake and her spiked lemonade with much gusto. Perhaps it wasn't as fun as she had originally thought to have dinner with someone else, particularly somewhere other than Castle Oblivion, in her own room.

"We should get going," she stated a little while after Ashe had finished her food. "We should get out of this damn place tomorrow morning and go find the others to see what the hell they're up to. The curiosity is killing me."

Oh, boy was it.

The trip back to the hotel room wasn't as horrible as she had expected. The elevator took a record ten minutes to get them up to the suite, and apparently Vexen was either sleeping in his bed or off somewhere doing God-knows-what. Who really cares? Tomorrow they'd all be forced to go off and out of this stupid place in search of the others.

II OOC: Ashe-mun, we should wrap this thread up and grab Vexen-mun to go over somewhere ELSE other than the hotel. x__x; We've been on this thread for a while. So make your last post, alright? <3 much. 8D II

Oh, the fun she was having. Not.

~ XII.

We should get out of this damn place tomorrow morning and go find the others to see what the hell they're up to. The curiosity is killing me. Larxene states after they have finished their dinner. Ashe cannot express just how glad she is that dinner did not taste very weird. In fact, they gave her this little chocobo to eat; it was rather delicious.

"I think we should do just that," Ashe replies, then wiping her mouth clean' properly, like she should. She follows Larxene back to their room, the wait for the elevator much more bearable now that she is not so hungry.

Once they were inside their room, Ashe realizes that tomorrow they will go their separate ways and it would be polite to at least tell Larxene of where she is planning to go. "Larxene, thank you for the room," she starts. "I guess we will be parting tomorrow. If you ever feel a need for my help, you can contact me through the message board as Zexion did, or you can find me at a shop owned by this man named Cid. The shop is near the center of town, across from Actua Are."

She walks to her bed, and discarding all sense of proper manners and grace, plops herself down onto it. "So then, good night and farewell!"

Tomorrow will be the start of an adventure for her, and she is sure that it will be interesting. She cannot wait to meet this Cid, or Roxas. She hopes that they are kinder than Kadaj. Strange as it may seem, she also wishes that she would meet Larxene and Vexen also at some other time. But that must wait, for this time, she travels alone.

[ooc: yep, it's truly been awhile. that is my last post then! :)]

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