[ Video ] :| Oh LJ, stop messing with me like this.

[glacialis_nemo]

[ His body convulsed, tensing as though it would spare him the pain of erupting flames, tearing his body apart from the inside out. A pain that never came. Instead his body was battered and bruised, compressed, tightened. But for the pain of being thrown about like a rag-doll, he felt something else. He knew what it felt like to have torn muscles

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[madeinoblivion]

[He doesn't catch this post till he's on break, kicked back among squishy, futuristic shaped chairs in Twins Nightclub's lounging area. It's a monday night, so he's been guest DJing, but now the regular house jockey's taken over till dawn, and he's left idly flipping through the network's most recent updates, bitterly checking for any signs of Roxas or Xion spending the night with Axel.

...and then he sees the hem and zipper of a very familiar coat, and also a familiar face in the dim image. Tilting his head closer to the little speaker, on the replay, he hears a distinct voice. It's unmistakable.

Oh brother. Vexen? Really? Both of them back at once? Who's next, Larxene?

For once, he doesn't follow the instinctive tug to flip on the voice recording and send out some harshly mocking welcome. It's too loud in here to be heard very well over the heartbeat-throb of baseline, anyway.

So he opts for keypad function. He tries to remember to use full sentences, because his maker seems the type to scorn shortcuts.]

Welcome back. Had a

[ Video] Hopefully lj doesn't eat this and then mess the post all up. :|a

[glacialis_nemo]

[ The nervous damage was repaired fully, but Vexen's body was still slow to respond to his whims and finer motor movements were...difficult enough without the added problem of his body being in shock.

It was still hard to really make out the dull look to his eyes and the struggle to try and focus from the tablet's perspective on the ground, but even with that complication, it wasn't too hard to see his skin was paler than normal. Nor was it hard to tell that the morning sun reflective off of his skin due to a cold sweat.

But he wasn't even paying attention to the tablet, he was just trying to stay awake. And then he heard a ping that rung in his ears and he looked down. The Replica would've been met with a defensive and snappy creator that couldn't make out who responded or what was said. Only that the screen was lit up and there were blurs on it reminiscent of letters and words. ]

Either cease trying to hide behind mere text in your cowardice and speak, or stop wasting my time! [ Hiss, hiss. Also generic response, because he wasn'

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[madeinoblivion]

[He narrows his eyes at the screen. Frowning, his fingers riddle at an agitated tap into text.]

Don't call me coward.

Too loud here to use the microphone.

You should get inside before something eats you alive.

[ Video] :| I'm assuming Vexen

[glacialis_nemo]

[ Augh, it pinged again. Apparently whomever it was decided they were just too damn good to listen to him, and that it was necessary to be stubborn and difficult.

Well, like creator like replica, so to keep from sounding utterly stupid, he was forced back down to his knees to pick up the blasted tablet. And it felt so good to get off of his unstable feet and settle on the ground, even if he did feel even more humiliated. From this proximity, he could at least make out the text, though. ]

Pray tell, what would eat me out here? [ He sounded incredulous on top of the current snappy replies. He still couldn't quite tell it was his Riku, as it were. ]

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[madannoshashu]

[ Well now. There's a face he never expected to see again.

-- Well. Maybe not 'never'. ]

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[madannoshashu]

[ Might as well say 'hello', right? ]

Makin' friends with the Greeters, Popsicle?

Or would you like a pick-up?

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[glacialis_nemo]

[ Why was this tablet--

Xigbar. He'd know that voice anywhere. So, this tablet really was his, and apparently, it was nice enough to turn itself on and transmit a feed. Thanks fates, Vexen really just loves it when you spit on him like this.

Regardless, with a growl, he just spoke back to the tablet, his voice a little distant since he was still standing. ] I'm perfectly capable of taking care of such myself, Two! I simply need to return to the castle.

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[madannoshashu]

Nice to see you too, Four.

Too bad the castle's inaccessible now, isn't it?

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[antedupmyheart]

[If Luxord is at all surprised - and to some extent, he is - to see Vexen's state, he very carefully makes sure none of it shows on his face. He knows Vexen's pride, and he knows quite well that death is hardly comfortable. Still, it's nice to know that so few things change, even in this.]

I'd imagine they're only trying to assist as best they know.

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[glacialis_nemo]

[ More Organization Members. But of all the ungrateful neophytes, Luxord was the only one he tolerated to any degree. But at least it was easier to see Ten given the size of the screen.

He only glanced down quickly with a tired, but still critical sneer before focusing his gaze to the horizon while he took quick and deep breaths, trying to get his bearings and make some kind of progress towards finding the Castle. Or..at least figure out where he was. He needed to lie down, he fully understood his body was in shock and still in such pain. ] If I required their assistance, I would ask for it, Ten.

I don't need strange imbeciles putting their hands all over me, of whom haven't the slightest idea of how to tend to the needs of people such as ourselves. [ So snappy, but it still sounded empty and weak compared to his usual retorts. ]

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[antedupmyheart]

[Luxord offers a brief nod, even if he's not at all sure that Vexen's even looking. Better safe, with him in a mood like this.]

Of course. But they can hardly be expected to know that, much less the demands and requirements of existences such as ours. Still... if they will be so insistent to find aid perhaps a suitable conclusion can be found?

[Which is about as close to offering his help as he'll get. Too blunt and he knows Vexen's pride won't allow him to accept, even should it be clear it might be useful.]

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[glacialis_nemo]

[ This is why Vexen tolerates Ten, because like Zexion, he's aware of how to talk to him without poking too much at his already fragile, but firey ego. Vexen was guaranteed to snap at anything that moved and hadn't the patience to try calming him at all, but he wasn't quite so keen on trying to verbally bite Ten's head off. ]

Don't be coy with me, Ten. I'm perfectly capable of tending myself once I return to the Castle!

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[mirroredmemory]

[This is the sound of an NV being dropped, and then silence.]

[This... is not good.]

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[glacialis_nemo]

[ Vexen can not begin to describe how much he does not care about that sound right now.

In fact he just ignored it after a quick downwards glance and a snort, because it was inconsequential. If no one spoke back and bothered him, then it wasn't worth his time. He had more important things to tend to. ]

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[pullsheavendown]

[Well. He honestly hadn't thought about seeing Vexen again.

...it could be worse. He guesses.]

The greeters are just doing their jobs.

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[glacialis_nemo]

[ ...Oh now this was a voice that was certainly interesting. Roxas? If only he had the means to properly respond and begin conducting a proper interview to update his records. Castle Oblivion had set his schedule back so far, after all, and he just hadn't the time to monitor Roxas and Xion's progress.~ ]

If I wanted those incapable imbeciles putting grabbing me for whatever reason, I would have asked, Thirteen. And need I mention again that above all, we must remain undetected? [ Hiss, hiss. ]

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[pullsheavendown]

[...oh, right. Vexen must not remember, so that means he's not clued in on Roxas' ex-Organization status.

Sigh.]

It's a little late for that. This world doesn't work like other ones.

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[glacialis_nemo]

Don't be so naive, Thirteen. Our objective in every world is the same, despite the rules that govern it. Above all, we are not to waste our time playing house with the natives!

[ He sighed, exasperated. He sounded like he wanted to backhand Thirteen because he clearly remembers telling him to always remain hidden. ]