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The First Seed [active]

Character(s): Marluxia and Sara
Content: The board is taken out and a piece is set.
Setting: Marluxia's hideout.
Time: Week 12
Warnings: Marluxia. And plot.

"I need you to deliver something for me."

A simple task required only a simple summons. The message was sent privately, and no more was said after it was sent. Doubtless she would have questions, and she could ask them of him all she liked. The answer would lay before her--indeed, in her very hands--soon enough. She could look at it and form more questions, better questions from there.

As for her boss... Marluxia imagined she would be even more vocal about her confusion. All the better.

The Nobody turned the folded, battered piece of paper between his fingers, eying it with a sense of triumph. Even if the Graceful Assassin had been betrayed to the Superior, he had managed to retrieve something of use in his departure.

And who was he to keep this treasure all to himself?

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I need you to deliver something for me. That was the only message she got, even if she sent something in reply. Walking through the hallway, Sara snapped her journal shut, after catching up on the latest entries on the network, hoping to find something worth checking out, for either of the people with the handle of her leash.

Sighing, she knocked on the door before opening it and walking into the room, sliding said journal into her pocket. She eyed the Nobody from across the room, leaning against the wall near the door.

"You summoned?"

Marluxia smiled as Sara came into the room. "I did. I don't think it requires too much explanation, do you?" Her destination, a brief skimming over of his reasons... Nothing more.

He held the folded note up between two fingers and his thumb, showing it to her. "I've managed to stumble over some information I think Miss Salaheem should find useful. I think it would be in everyone's best interests if you were to deliver it to her with all due haste," Marluxia told her.

The Nobody waited a moment, looking her over. "No one will see it until you reach your destination."

"Right." She mumbled, taking the paper from him and putting it in one of the inner pockets of her jacket. "To Naja." She said in confirmation. "Now, how would you like me to explain how I found this 'information'?" She didn't touch on his last sentence, she was going to take a look at it as soon as she was out of sight of the building.

She watched him as she crossed her arms, waiting for an answer. It was easier to have one they agreed on, so that she wasn't making one up blindly later. She wasn't always the best liar.

Luckily for Sara, he had enough experience in lying to make up for it. "A citizen managed to get ahold of one of these papers and decided to share. And you happened to be in the area. Luckily, you were able to convince the excited fellow to let you have the piece of paper," Marluxia told her. "I think that should be enough, don't you?"

He doubted it would get rid of any suspicion, but for this first piece, for this bit of information, it would do. He would have to think of other explanations in time.

"And you expect her to believe that?" Sara said, knowing her boss somewhat well enough to know that the excuse would cause suspicions in Naja's brain. She didn't know what was on the paper...yet... but she knew that if it was something important, Naja wouldn't believe that excuse.

She sighed, then pushed herself off the wall to head out.

"Was there anything else, or am I just playing delivery girl?"

"Not immediately," Marluxia replied, arrogant smile never leaving his face. "But give it time and I'm sure she'll find it was all a matter of coincidence." Of sorts.

"Isn't that your place to say?" the Nobody asked her. "It all depends on what you've found. I did tell you to be my eyes, or did you forget?" And what had those eyes seen? It had been some time since she had checked in with him.

"Well, it was a bit hard to see, before that lumen phoenix showed up and the lights came back on." She admitted. "I walked with another woman, but I didn't see anything of consequence." She bit her bottom lip slightly at the last statement, saying nothing of what she had read.

Her journal was safely in her pocket, and she didn't play to say anything about any posts she read. She knew people hid things from certain groups, and she was part of the 'safe' group. She wasn't going to let that slip.

Really? Nothing at all? Then why did she look so tense? Hm... Just what did she see then? If she wouldn't tell him outright, then he would lead her into it. She should realize that she couldn't keep secrets from him. "Is something on your mind?" he asked her.

If all else failed, he could always read her memories, but he'd rather keep from that if he could. You could catch more flies with honey than with vinegar.

"Nothing." She said, turning to head back to the door. "I'll go play delivery girl for you now." She said, sliding her hands into her pockets in a neutral motion, mostly to look like nothing was up when she left the room. She may have not been the best liar, but she was a damn good actor, getting through enough in Vegas without any questions from her co-workers.

It didn't even occur to her that he could read her memories, like Larxene had before. She figured that was something only the blond sadist could do.

The Nobody's smile disappeared as Sara turned away. No, that insubordination wouldn't do. "You are aware that you agreed to help me?" Marluxia asked, his voice carrying a slight edge to it now. "Or have you forgotten?"

He let the silence linger as he got to his feet. "Then I suppose I'll just have to make sure you haven't forgotten anything else. Consider it a favor."

It only took a few long strides to approach her, and with a few more he had passed through her. "So the Resistance is losing members, is it? What a shame. Hm... This won't do at all," he mused aloud. "And what interesting information that was... Is there any reason you wanted to keep that from me? Could it be... that you don't trust me?"

Sara stopped for a second, registering the tone, and the silence as something Not Good. She heard him walking towards her, and she had to force herself to not pull her gun and trying to take him down.

Then she saw him walk through her, and knew exactly what just happened. And he was standing right in front of her...blocking her exit.

"You can answer those questions yourself." She said, glaring, and not caring if she was going to pay for it later.

Marluxia turned back to look at her again. "What anger... I suppose I'll allow that answer for now. But a word of advice before you go... I have no use for those who would lie to me."

"I doubt someone like you would want to feel useless." Marluxia returned to where he had been seated before. "But I shouldn't keep you from your job any longer."

"You bastard." She said through gritted teeth, but he already knew that those words would hit home, if he knew what had happened before in her life.

She would have to figure out a way out of this, somehow without getting herself killed.

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