paixaorpg | A scientist and a scholar meet near a gate... (Active / Closed)

Character(s): Vexen; Zexion
Content: Vexen's coming back to the city from somewhere. And he runs into Zexion on his way back to headquarters.
Setting: Near Vanaheim Gate
Time: Week 16, afternoonish
Warnings: Vexen and Zexion?

He had no intention of joining the crowds of people streaming through the entrance, and created a darkness corridor. Walking through, he exited on the top of one of the buildings on the other side of Vanaheim, still near the gate, perfect for observation. He was behind on his experiments, having to leave the city in order to gather reconnaissance information for the rest of the Organization.

He stood along the edge of the roof, watching as people streamed in through the gate, almost all of them the citizens of the city. Were they interested in the new area outside of the dome? He mused over that thought as he watched the people below. From what he could read on the network, many of the outsiders were interested in the door beyond the Church.

"We'll just have to see how many people make it out there."

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Zexion had picked up on Vexen's scent even before he stepped through the gates. Ice and darkness with a faint overtone of assorted chemicals. Finally, another member who was at least tolerably trustworthy. Someone who could understand the troubles he saw over the course of the day.

Why were there so few of them in this place? What did Xemnas want with the others? He'd figure out those details later. For now, he'd settle for going to speak with Vexen.

A moment after his decision, a portal opened up behind Vexen - just in time for Zexion to hear his comment, as luck would have it.

"Fewer than they think, no doubt."

Vexen turned when he heard the familiar voice, somewhat surprised to find one of his colleagues so soon. "I'm correct in saying that there's something waiting for them on the other side of the door?" He had been gone long enough to miss the exact information on what could be waiting for the people over on the islands.

"Has there been any solid planning that you've seen to enter the islands in groups?" He was meaning the network, he hadn't had any time to read anything since he had arrived.

"Saïx called up a Heartless for them to encounter along the way," Zexion answered with a dismissive shrug. "One of the nastier varieties, I can smell its darkness all the way out here. They'll be... pleasantly surprised once they manage to reach the door to the next floor."

No, the most likely thing to occur would be that they'd find (and possibly defeat) the Heartless and promptly decide the effort was no longer worth it.

"As for groups, I believe there were several headed that way."

"Interesting." Vexen mused, tapping his fingers on his arms. It seemed like the perfect opportunity to observe the outsiders and see if there were any new subjects for experimentation. With the information that there were groups forming to investigate the new area, he knew that there would be bountiful amounts of information to be discovered.

He smiled, a wicked smile, and laughed. It was a great day.

That was a decent enough word to sum it up, yes. For all their efforts, they wouldn't find the castle such an easy thing to traverse. Besides, if they absolutely needed her abilities, there was always the little memory witch. It would be intriguing indeed to see how they reacted to finding their memories slowly slipping out of their grasp.

But that experiment could wait until needed. For now, this would do.

A moment later, he spoke up again. "You will also be interested in knowing that Marluxia is no longer considered one of our number, and is to be killed on sight."

Now that was interesting. A member being put on a Death List like that one normally didn't happen. But, of course, difficult circumstances may have lead to a judgment like that one.

"What happened to cause that decision?" Vexen asked, mildly entertained by the news.

Under most normal circumstances, it wouldn't have ever happened. It was by nothing more than luck and perseverance that he'd managed to put it all together. But the payoff was certainly more than worth it. If only he could have seen the traitor's face when the decision was announced.

"It was both determined and proven that he was a traitor to the Organization, and to Xemnas himself. He could hardly refute it, and those he was removed."

"I see. Do we have any information on if he's still in the city?" Vexen's brain was taking in all of the information and processing it, trying to figure out a way to use this to his advantage.

"Do you have any information as to what happened to cause this?"

"As of the last time I checked he was still within the city, and, I believe attempting to incite rebellion." Still the thorn in their side even when stripped of his power and his title. They should have gotten Naminé to remove the most inconvenient memories before setting him loose in the city. But there hadn't been time to suggest to Xemnas before things had gotten fully underway.

"To cause the final decision or to cause him to decide to betray the Organization?"

"To cause the final decision."

It didn't surprise him that Marluxia had stuck around to cause problems, especially if he had been originally a traitor to the Organization. Information like that wouldn't be taken lightly by the superior. Not lightly at all.

"We had direct proof. Riku's Replica provided the initial implication, and Larxene herself confirmed it. From there it was a simple matter of bringing it before the Superior."

Of course, his version of 'simple' wasn't always but this one of the rare case where the meaning matched well enough to the common usage. It had been the preparation that had been difficult, instead.

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