Xion
Organization XIII
[M:0]
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Post by Xion on Apr 27, 2012 18:43:32 GMT -5
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NOTES ▪ comment CREDITS ▪ made by zingara of btn
""Wow.... this felt... just so weird, it was like a feeling, not of homesickness no, this was where she had been born, well created anyway. It was more like longing. was there anyone here? had anyone she met before that faithful clash remember her? Roxas and Axel.... there was no way, she was no one now. nothing but a copy that it seemed, just couldn't stay gone but why had she been granted life apart from sora again? did life simply wish to make a mocker of her? or was there a reason for her rebirth? shaking her head she thought as her footsteps echoed through the castle floor as she walked up it's stairs looking for something, any sign of life in the nobodies second home. why would anyone be here now? maybe... she could just stare here, then there would be no chance of her hurting roxas again, no way for her to be used anymore.... on the other hand... what if she was brought back for a purpose? hiding out in this castle would just.... she just didn't know but... all she wanted was to have a chance now, with her friends, was that really so much to ask?
Bringing herself back to reality Xion looked around the floor, great she was lost, lost in a place so straightforward, how was that even possible? shaking her head the young replica looked down to the white and light blue marble lay den floor
"Axel... Roxas.... I'm sorry..." She said, her features distraught and confused, she continued making her way through the seemingly endless stairways, hoping for the best.
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Axel
Organization XIII
Number VIII[M:100]
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Post by Axel on Apr 29, 2012 19:17:56 GMT -5
. so i go insane like i always do AND I CALL YOUR NAME, SHES A LOT LIKE YOU - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
axel let out a sigh, appearing just on the outside of castle oblivion. he didn't like being here. it brought back too many strange memories of, well . . . everything. he thought of sora, namine, riku . . . roxas, and xion. marluxia. all the people he'd helped to destroy here. how many organization members had died when he was last here? he couldn't even really remember. he could still remember vexen's expression, though, as he realized axel was turning on him. he couldn't really explain if the image haunted him, or made him feel proud. it was a mixture of both, while at the same time being neither. it was just an odd feeling, those memories.
entering the castle, he was nearly blinded by the white walls and white furniture. he had forgotten how blinding everything inside was. it was ridiculous. it took a minute for the redhead's eyes to adjust, but they eventually did. axel walked towards his destination, surprised at how he could easily navigate through the place after so long. he walked up the many stairs silently, listening to his feet softly clack along the floor. it took him a moment to realize that . . . there was a second pair of feet hitting the floor. axel froze in place and listened for where the other person was. he hoped it wasn't marluxia or larxene; that would be awkward.
it wasn't until axel heard what the other said that he let himself breath again. " axel . . . roxas . . . i'm sorry . . . " the other had said. he knew just from that that it was xion. he headed towards the voice - towards the other nobody - and came up behind her. he was about fifteen feet behind her and smirked. it didn't look like she knew where she was . . . and hopefully didn't realize that the redhead was behind her. that would make it all the more interesting. " hey there, xion. whatcha up to, hm? lost? or just looking around for something? " he asked, a hand on his hip, his lips curling into a smile.
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