Lexaeus paused when he had heard the first drops.  No one could tell but a faint smile crossed his features…in his minds eye he could see just where everyone in the castle was now thanks to the rain.  He set the experiment he was working on aside…it was time to make some tea.

Zexion had known it would rain far longer than Vexen had…the smell ( Read more... )

The air escaped his lungs in a sharp hiss and he went down to one knee, clutching his stomach in pain, he glared up at the person who had just sucker punched him in the gut, “What the hell was that for!”

Larexene folded her arms across her chest, glaring at him with cold eyes, “For being a pervert.” With a huff she turned away storming off ( Read more... )