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paixaorpg2009-10-15 06:53 pm
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Never trust the men in robes [Active]
Character(s): Xemnas, Lenne, ....Saix :D
Content: Now it's time for the first specimen... And why not start with a face he's already found interest in?
Setting: K4 streets
Time: Night, end of week 16.
Warnings: Experiments, Xemnas, likely some fighting.
One could never be prepared without sufficient data. There was always work to be done, there were always details to be gleamed. He had a goal, as always. And to achieve such a goal, he needed to once again carry out experiments.
He knew the first one that he would take in.
"I have said before to you once before: you never know what is lurking amongst the darkness, what you may encounter. I wonder, do you hunger for danger?" The voice the woman would recognize, but unlike the last time they had crossed paths, the Superior had once again donned his Organization robe.
It did not matter to him if she recognized what that meant.
Content: Now it's time for the first specimen... And why not start with a face he's already found interest in?
Setting: K4 streets
Time: Night, end of week 16.
Warnings: Experiments, Xemnas, likely some fighting.
One could never be prepared without sufficient data. There was always work to be done, there were always details to be gleamed. He had a goal, as always. And to achieve such a goal, he needed to once again carry out experiments.
He knew the first one that he would take in.
"I have said before to you once before: you never know what is lurking amongst the darkness, what you may encounter. I wonder, do you hunger for danger?" The voice the woman would recognize, but unlike the last time they had crossed paths, the Superior had once again donned his Organization robe.
It did not matter to him if she recognized what that meant.
no subject
Lenne's eyes widened as Xemnas approached her, and despite the futility of the effort, tried to jerk her arm away. She let out a pathetic gasp when the needle pierced her skin, her voice still raw and useless, and braced herself for what she could only have thought to be poison. She was surprised.
The feeling that washed over her seemed to tingle, then warm, then suddenly burn, but not painful, just... unnatural. Her vision was taken over by a blinding white for a few moments... Like suddenly everything was turned upside down and the balance had been thrown off. But just as she began to try to make sense of it all... it didn't really matter. Things seemed a little brighter. She was still strapped to the table like a prisoner, trapped, lost... but it was... alright.
She felt every muscle relax, almost robotically, her face lifted in an understated smile. Nothing could touch her. Nothing could darken this moment. Everything was as it should be. Whatever had just happened... it felt pretty darn good.