ninthmelody ([personal profile] ninthmelody) wrote in [community profile] paixaorpg2012-02-25 07:09 pm
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They always pick the wrong guy for these things...

Character(s): Demyx and Megara
Content: Meg got captured, and now Demyx is stuck with doing tests. Man, they seriously need to stop sending him to do these things, it's a total drag.
Setting: A MYSTERIOUS PLACE
Time: ???
Warnings: Experiments. Demyx being obnoxiously cheerful during experiments.

Yea, ok, so this was work. And Demyx didn't really like it. He was kind of allergic to work. Not that X-face listened to him, or anything. Still, it wasn't as bad as it could be. He wasn't being sent out to capture people, or hunt Heartless, or anything. Didn't mean he wanted to be here, though.

"Man..." he muttered, rubbing the back of his head as he looked at the woman currently strapped to a medical-type table, "They know I don't know anything about this stuff, why me?"

Still, a job was a job, and that meant not being a Dusk. So Demyx went over to the table and peered down at Meg. "Hellooooo? You there?"
therightcurves: (I will tear your weave right off)

[personal profile] therightcurves 2012-03-02 01:35 am (UTC)(link)
"You don't like anything," Meg snorted, closing her eyes and jutting her chin out slightly. "You think I don't know who you are? You guys might as well advertise with glowing signs; it'd be more subtle than the jackets." She opened up her eyes again, shooting him a stormy, violet-colored gaze.

"But fair warning, I'm already damaged goods. Someone's staked his claim on me and he won't be happy with you once I'm out of here." Whether she was talking about Hades or Jecht was anyone's guess.