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[amisadventure]

RIKU REPLICA FROM KH: CoM

[amisadventure]

[when Axel wraps an arm around his shoulders, Nise roughly shoves it off and pushes himself away from Axel, giving a low growl as the red-head seems pre-occupied with the other Nobody. He watches them both banter with a sour expression. Larxene always knew how to whip him with her words and as much as he didn't want to admit it, they stung. He knew he really couldn't beat her as he was now, in a battle of words or power, so he stayed silent between them, a curious expression coming over him for a brief moment when Larxene mentioned that Axel had a "buddy" within the Organization.]

[memorizedingly]

[ He tilts his head to the side, not seeming to get upset over the fact that Larxene was taking potshots at his friendship with Roxas, mainly because he knew that if he appeared defensive, that would only give XII more ammunition to use against him, something Axel was not keen on doing.

Instead he did what he does best: He laughs it off. ]

Running low on insults already?

[zzzappingly]

I'm just getting started, buglet. I like to warm up and enjoy myself. You see, that's where you always mess up. You go straight for the jugular. But what's the point of tearing you to shreds if I don't get to have my fun first?

[memorizedingly]

You're already shooting toward the subject you think would hurt me most, XII. See, if I were you, I would've left Roxas as the last blow, to make sure I was good and steamed first.

[ Here, Larxene, have some sarcastic verbal ♥♥ ]

[zzzappingly]

That's what bothers you the most? Really now? You're more pathetic than I thought. I'm not even sure you're worth wasting breath on, now.

[memorizedingly]

[ He chuckles, low and slow, his shoulders slumped forward. ]

And once again, you fail to listen.

[memorizedingly]

I said: that's what you think would bother me the most.

[memorizedingly]

[ Places his fingertips to his temples, closing his eyes as he giggles. ]

Try again, Nymph.

[zzzappingly]

[Her face is deadpan, utterly serious.] You assume far, far too much if you think you can figure out anything about me. Much less how I think.

[She cocks her hip, pops her neck, rolls a shoulder, and smiles, slow and insidious and cheshire like.] So I'll tell you. I think you're just like the rest of us and you couldn't give a flying fuck either way about your "buddy" or what I say because you're a Nobody. [She stalks toward him.] You don't have a heart to give a fuck with. So how could you? It's all just grandstanding.

[She reaches out, grabs the chords to his robe, and spins the knobs between her forefinger and thumb playfully.] But I tell you what, Axel. Since you're such a good friend. I'll let you in on a little secret I know about you, and me, and any other Nobody. [There's something playful, almost charming about her voice.]

Even you know that when we lost our hearts we lost the ability to have emotion. Aside from our memories, all we have are our bodies. But with a few exceptions, they're just like, say, a human body.

[memorizedingly]

[ He slides a leg back to cushion that shove, that predatory look in his eyes growing more hungry. In fact, he's so amused by the situation that his lips pull back into that dangerous grin, his teeth flashing through the action. His eyes narrow, and he places his hands on his hips.

And he stares the Savage Nymph down, blatantly displaying his masochistic streak with the action. ]

Who says I don't like a little pain?

[ He doesn't go for his weapons, oh no. Not yet. That would be giving Larxene too much credit, as well as exactly what she wants. But when she takes on the trait of her nickname, Axel merely lifts a hand to "inspect" it, letting darkness and small licks of flame dance around his fingertips. ]

I've been burned before, Larxene. I don't mind the fire.

[zzzappingly]

[She giggles--it's eerie, the childlike glee in her voice compared to the dark look on her face. Axel might be showing restraint, but she's certainly not; her knives are already out, and lightning flicks between the blades.]

And here I thought Marluxia was our only real masochist. Have you been holding back on me, Axel? What a shame.

[She circles him languidly, hips swaying and boots tapping.] Burns. Yes, let's talk burns. Did you know, Axel, when a person gets hit by lightning they get burnt? A lot of times it'll burn the sweat right off their body. A different, unique burn for every victim. Sometimes, if you're really lucky, you get an exit wound from the lightning where the bolt leaves you.

[She stops in front of him, and it's clear she's gathering charge; the fair that normally hangs so flat against her skull starts to prickle and rise.] How about it, Axel? Care to find out how lucky you are?

[zzzappingly]

Wonderful. I missed you, toy.

[amisadventure]

what do you want?

[zzzappingly]

Hmm? Oh, what does any girl want?

A little of this....

A little of that....

A piece of you, perhaps? Which piece should I take first, toy?

[amisadventure]

Shut up you old hag! I'm not a toy for you to play with!