Anyone There? ~ [ Closed/Complete ]

[dominant]

Character(s): Larxene, anyone who wants to join in.
Content: Larxene has to find a way to get to a hotel after Superior Smackdown. xD
Setting: On the way to the Morem o Lisboa; starting at Ecos na Catedral.
Time: Tuesday evening.
Warnings: Language? ~

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[ah_shay]

She has been loitering around the area for almost the whole day now, and she hasn't found one single wounded man, or woman. She had stopped awhile to check the message on the message board and saw that the man named Zexion has posted a comment, replying to hers. 'look for 3 people. two men and a woman.two are blond all have black coats one is pinned to the ground by a red blade another is very loud. you cant miss them

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[dominant]

Larxene was nearly halfway there when she heard a voice call out to... her?

Wait! You shouldn't be walking around with a wound like that!"

Maybe she was being delusional. A quick wince before she turned around, wiping the rain off of her eyes. Footsteps confirmed that she was not having mental problems, but it was rather a person. A woman.

"...And who might you be?" she asked monotonously, not bothering to move. It hurt too much.

Apparantly the woman wasn't too smooth on her feet, for she was now laying on her butt right in front of her with a mutter. Larxene couldn't outstretch her hand due to the broken bone she had piercing her right bicep, and she explained herself slowly.

"I'm sorry, but you'll have to help yourself up. I'm in... a pretty horrible condition," she continued on, her expressionless face not changing. Her bones were broken. She was stuck halfway to her destination point, the hotel was screaming "Larxene, come to me!~~", and she desperately needed to go purchase some potions and a take a warm bath. "How on earth

[ah_shay]

The pain on her butt is nothing compared to the stain on her dignity. She almost forgot about the wounded woman standing in front of her, muttering curses under her breath about never running toward a person again.

"...And who might you be?" the woman asks her. Ashe quickly looks up at the expressionless woman. "I'm sorry, but you'll have to help yourself up. I'm in... a pretty horrible condition." Ashe realizes that she should be the one helping the woman not the other way around, and getting back on her foot as quick as possible, she searches her pocket for healing items.

"I am Ashe," she introduces herself while still scrambling in her pocket. "Zexion, your friend I believe, has summoned me to help you. I am not much of a healer, but I can get you in better shape than this, at the very least."

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[dominant]

Apparantly she understood what kind of a position she was in and spared her the pain, agony, and trouble of helping her up. Larxene's hands were limp at her sides as she spoke, her face not changing all the while.

"...I'm Larxene," she began, "the twelfth Order."

Larxene's words finished and she waited as the woman introduced herself.
I'm Ashe she had said, and that Zexion, her friend, she believed had sent--

Wait. What. The. Fuck?

Larxene cut her own thoughts off as soon as the words "Zexion", "friend", and "sent her" were calculated. "Zexion sent you here? He actually sent help? I thought he just ran off. I guess the bastard's not as cold and uncaring as I had originally thought," she said, trying her best to hide the surprise that was begging to show itself on her face.

~ XII

[ah_shay]

"Twelfth... order?" Ashe stopped arranging the healing items for a moment. "Well, yes, your friend posted a message on the message board and asked me to help you and two other men. I should have been here around morning, but I couldn't find you or the other two people. So, I'm sorry that I'm so late."

Realizing that talking will not heal Larxene, she immediately went back to looking for a particular potion Basch gave her. "Would you not rather sit down or does it hurt too much to move?"

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[dominant]

...Right. The force of the shock that Larxene was feeling right now from Zexion's act of kindness was making her think he was an imposter. Ah, people can change.

"Yes, twelfth Order. He posted a message on the board asking you to help us all? To tell you the truth..." her voice trailed off as she attempted to make the pain in her jaw stop before the continued, "...Vexen and Marluxia are, well, gone. Vexen left early this morning, as did Marluxia. Marluxia was taken away, actually..." Another pause before she began. "...Back to the matter at hand," she finished off, clenching her teeth together tightly for a second to distract herself from the pain as she sat down.

"I'm alright with sitting down," she confirmed.

~ XII

[ah_shay]

While Larxene was explaining to her about where the other two people are, Ashe finally finds the potion she has been looking for. She was asked to help the three people, and she was planning on using healing magic on them because she only have two of these potion. There is only Larxene here, however, and she doubts that the two would return, so using the potion would be wiser because she might need to use her magic for combat later on and she has no elixir.

Back to the matter at hand, I'm alright with sitting down. Larxene says as she sits herself down. Ashe sits down beside her and puts the potion in Larxene's hand. "Here, drink it all up. It will completely restore your power. It is rather bitter but it will make relieve you of some of the pain."

The rain was getting considerably harder compared to a few minutes ago, and both of them were looking rather drenched. "Once you feel better, I'll help you walk and we should try to find a shelter. I doubt that sitting in the rain would do you any good."

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[dominant]

Larxene looked at the strange little container in her hand, shaking it around a bit while looking at the sloshy blue liquid inside.

"...I suppose that the disgusting taste will be worth the relief. Bottoms up," she muttered before she shot the entire contents of the bottle down. She spoke up after a few moments. "God, that was disgusting." No thank you was given, because she was just a bitch like that. Problem, anyone? Didn't think so.

Larxene put a hand up to her head when she felt the pain that had previously been there disintegrate into nothingness. It was a very liberating feeling. Although she wasn't completely better, she was well enough to get them out of the rain and into the Morem o Lisboa hotel.

"Grab my hand. I can... teleport us to our desired destination: The Morem o Lisboa hotel nearby," she stated flatly, extending her hand.

Bath. Bath. Bath...

~ XII

[sheer_cold]

[[ ooc: sorry for barging in, if you want me to delete this post that's fine. xD; ]]

Speaking of teleportation...

Vexen had no idea why he wanted to go back to where Larxene and Marluxia presumbaly were. Perhaps it was merely because they were all in the Organization, and this common bind was enough to move Vexen to return with some (extremely ineffective potions), along with the rest of his things. He actually planned on dumping them at their feet and leaving.

As he materialized not too far away, he noticed that Larxene was already being attended to by another woman (a far more kind soul than that mage was, he supposed). Well, that worked... however, someone seemed to be missing.

He supposed Marluxia had also fled for the time being. Good for him. Limping over to them (damn that mage; walking hurt), Vexen cleared his throat. This time to catch their attention; he was done with hacking up globs of blood

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[dominant]

II OOC: Of course I don't mind you barging in! Are you crazy? You're WELCOME to barge in. <3 II

~ XII

Re: ~

[sheer_cold]

(( ooc: I'm paranoid and I think no one wants me to barge in. D:

*stops posting ooc comments now* >_>; ))

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[dominant]

Larxene stopped midway as she was taking her next step when Vexen spoke. Looks like he hadn't planned to abandon them after all. Looks like nobody had.

"Your intrusion is forgiven. I honestly haven't a clue as to where Marluxia is. He was just... taken away. Zexion just disappeared and went off somewhere, but it seems that he was considerate enough to send for help. We're headed for the Morem o Lisboa hotel. I suppose you'd like to accompany us now that nobody has remained behind?" she stated to the Nobody, looking in straight in the eye. She put a tendril of hair behind her ear.

Stupid hair was making her even more wet.

~ XII