ext_203816 ([identity profile] dominant.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] paixaorpg2006-02-07 09:22 pm

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

[identity profile] sheer-cold.livejournal.com 2006-02-11 06:58 pm (UTC)(link)
(( 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.