The World That Never Was, Day 3

[thefreeshooter]

Rating: PG (maybe a few cuss words though)
Expected Character Involvement: Organization members, possibly Maleficent if she choses to join
Status: OPEN

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[graceful_scythe]

Marluxia sat impassively in his room, a bright white spacious location that he could call his sanctuary.

The operation in Garden did not turn out well. The search turned up no results, and he felt as if he needed some time by himself to gather his thoughts and think about his next move.

He always wondered what the rest of the Organization thought of him. They all hissed and clawed at Axel for being a traitor, but he realized it was only a matter of time before they would come after him for his own treachery. Afterall, he plotted to overthrow Xemnas of all people, and he may have succeeded had the Flurry of Dancing Flames not manipulated the Keyblade master into sealing his fate.

He looked over to a small plant he kept growing in his room. It looked rather healthy, despite the fact there was no sun to nurture it.

Marluxia frowned. He wanted to go back to Balamb, which seemed to be everything this place was not.

[thefreeshooter]

Xigbar had returned to the castle after his encounter with Roxas, bored, and in need of some target practice. He would leave for Gaia soon enough to find Xemnas and see what the Superior was up to. Get involved most likely. Hell, it would at least give him something to do.

Pausing by the kitchen, he grabbed the last bag of chips and began walking down the hall, munching.

Dude, as if this place could get any more dead. It´s like a fuckin graveyard here

He passed Marluxia´s room and a sneer traced his lips. They brought everything back, including all the traitors. As if they´d change He rapped on the door

"You in there, fairy boy?"

[graceful_scythe]

And so it begins. Marluxia thought. He wondered that maybe if he didn't answer, Xigbar would go away and leave him alone.

That was a stupid idea. Xigbar never goes away and leaves people alone. At least, not until he's harassed them a bit...a lot.

...wait, Xigbar? Marluxia hadn't seen him ever since he left The World That Never Was for Castle Oblivion. Huh. So, if he had been here all this time, perhaps the others were as well.

Grumbling, he opened the door.

"What do you want, Freeshooter?"

[thefreeshooter]

"Just seein if you were being a good fairy boy or causing trouble again," he smirked, munching on another chip. "Or maybe use you as target practice. Either way."

He pushed Marluxia aside, striding into his room.

At least it isn´t PINK. I think I would gag to death

He turned to face Marluixia. "Playin in your garden, plotting to overthrow the Organization, anything interesting?"

[graceful_scythe]

"Plants do not grow well here, and I am finished with causing uprisings." Marluxia replied. And it was true, to an extent, now that he had life back in him, he just wanted to live quietly. He was not happy that Xigbar was invading his domain, but the man had control over space itself. Marluxia probably couldn't stop him from coming in even if he tried.

He watched Xigbar warily, and decided to wait this confrontation out. Once he had his fun, he'd leave. He had a feeling that he could not trust the Freeshooter.

The Organization is becoming divided. He realized. Difficult times are ahead.

[thefreeshooter]

"Good to hear." He finished his chips, tossing them in the trash and then he summoned one of his gun arrows with a slight wave of his hand, resting it over his shoulder. It felt good to have it in his hand and if Marluxia got...out of hand, well, his hand might accidentally slip.

He glanced around the room. "Boring." He looked back at Marluxia. "So what´s your stance on the witch? You going to be one of her pets too?"

[graceful_scythe]

Marluxia wondered where Xigbar's allegance was, and if he was just testing him on his answer. He knew of Number Two's loyalty to the Superior, but he also knew that the man could also think for himself. Well, there was nothing to do but answer truthfully. Should Xigbar get violent, Marluxia realized that yes, he would have to fight back, though he did want to avoid conflict.

"I do not like her. It is clear that she is just using us and giving us empty promises." He answered after a moment of thought.

[thefreeshooter]

He laughed. "Smart boy." His smirk returned. Perhaps Marluxia wouldn´t be the idiot he was before. Trying to overthrow the Organization, as if! That plan had failed miserably, thanks to Axel. So yes, the flame thrower did have SOME useful qualities, but not enough for Xigbar to care anymore.

"Using us? For sure. That´s an obvious one. Question is, what are you going to do about it," When he said ´"you" he swung his gun arrow to point at Marluxia.

[graceful_scythe]

"What am I going to do about it?" Marluxia repeated, a bit startled by the question. In truth, he had no idea what to do. Maleficent seemed to have a stranglehold over the Organization, especially with Xemnas' support. "I honestly do not know." He answered. "A few of our members are still unaccounted for, the others and I were attempting to locate them."

He was doing a pretty good job of ignoring the gun arrow pointing straight at his chest, where his missing heart should have been.

"You wouldn't happen to know anything about anyone, would you?"

[thefreeshooter]

"And if I do?" he smirked, swinging the gun arrow back to rest on his shoulder. His good eye glittered and he chuckled quietly.

"I know where most are, tracked them down, but they´re not the issue at hand. You seem to always be coming up with plans, whether or not they benefit the Organization. I´ll let you in on a little secret, fairy boy. Not everyone you believe to be on your side is and the rest of them, the dudes couldn´t even think up anything to be of any consequences."

[graceful_scythe]

Marluxia did not doubt that. He had learned that harsh lesson back in Castle Oblivion.

Fairy boy... Marluxia inwardly frowned. Everyone seemed to have their own special little nickname for him.

"I will keep that in mind, Xigbar." He nodded respectfully.