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Larxene's eyes followed his hand, a coldness in them as the answer to the question SEEMINGLY PRESENTED ITSELF. After all they had done, she doubted that the keyblade would allow itself to be summoned by her especially. " Pfff who needs it ??? If it allows itself to be wielded by such losers is it really worth all of the obsessing ??? " If she hadn't concluded that during her time in the Organization, seeing the scum that was Axel wield one, Larxene was immovably certain now.

That was enough for him. Even now, she continued to be the one person or Nobody in his life whom he’d trust with anything, even his darkest, deepest secrets. Figures, now that Lauriam remembered everything ( even his old name ), that it was due to their long history together. “Do you think…” A hand extended upwards, opening up as if trying to catch something. “We’re still worthy of the Keyblade??”

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totally no promises but guys.... im replaying kh and my brainworm that is larxene is Stirring

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MY COSMOS IS MINE

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There was much beneath what Regina said, despite how much she preferred to act as though her motives were SIMPLE. But Larxene could sense just how deep that which she omitted in her short answers was. Truthfully most people's TRAGIC BACKSTORIES did little to intrigue the Savage Nymph. She didn't need the how or why, all that ever mattered was what she wanted from whomever she was speaking to.

But someone with such vast darkness and such bitterness in her heart was something Larxene could enjoy unwrapping one stubborn layer at a time.

" Pity ??? PLEASE, you really think I'm the type who feels pity for other people ??? " Admittedly, Larxene KNEW that she had yet to give the queen anything to work on. But the Nobody expected MORE from the Evil Queen herself. " I just find you interesting. MUCH MORE SO than anyone else in this place. So I came to ease boredom. I'm sure you understand how dreadful boredom can be. "

must deride such belief / of the foolish notion that she is nothing more than darkness. perhaps once. when regina was young and still clinging to the idea she could have a happy ending. but continually proved wrong. of course , the queen had fallen easily into the tempting darkness , a hatred burning inside of her. a fire that could not be quenched.

❛ if i could not be happy why should anyone else be ? ❜ it seems a shallow answer , a shallow solution to her plight. said with a nonchalance that one would not guess the sacrifices that had to be made / the lives she had to take in order to enact such a curse.

—— stupid girl , how could you think your beloved rocinante would be enough. a useless and needless death.

the laugh that echoes up her throat is dry and humorless. the light would shy away from such darkness. ❛ i do not need your pity or sympathies. no one cares about why. they see an evil queen and nothing else. so why should i be anything more than that ? ❜

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Larxene gave a SICKLY SWEET SMILE, further confirming that any formality that she spoke was completely hollow. She had no respect for Xehanort and she was certain it was clear as day. She did nothing to correct this, they both understood each other and accepted their roles. The egomaniac and the one underneath his thumb. STILL SHE STRUGGLED beneath his rule, never giving anyone full submission.

Always the Savage Nymph.

Her jaw clenched at his queries. Was he REALLY asking if she minded whether or not she was meant to be a sacrifice ??? With or without a heart one would find the prospect UNPLEASANT to be used so thoroughly, surely. " Wouldn't you like to know ??? "

“Master?” The title felt absolutely foreign coming from Larxene’s lips and Xehanort couldn’t help but laugh at hearing it. It didn’t suit her, but of course it wasn’t something she meant. She held no true allegiance to him. This was all a means to an end - an end that had to involve a certain pink-haired man if she was involved.

Larxene’s relationship with Marluxia was a fascinating one to him - one he couldn’t say he fully understood but certainly he did long to. Remnants of the ancient keyblade legacy… but you could not draw blood from a stone, and he could not gain knowledge from those who had blinded themselves to the truth of their pasts.

“Even if I did, can you truly say you would care? If ever there were to be a Nobody who truly lacked a Heart, you would fit that description. Is there any part of you that would mourn the loss of something you care naught for?”

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return of the queen • kingdom hearts iii

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Slowly a smile spread across her mouth as similar philosophies were echoed from Aqua's lips. How DELICIOUS it was to hear one who was believed to be one of light's most fierce defenders speak such a nihilistic, dark outlook. Larxene found it awfully entertaining to envision the disappointed and confused faces of the other champions of light when they saw Aqua reduced to this. " Think of how HEART BROKEN Ventus will be. Maybe it will force him to fall just as you have. "

❝ you're sorely mistaken. ❞ legs cross over the other; darkness seems to pool at her feet, lap and flick against her calves. it hungers. it feasts. cold, hooded eyes shift from grey area passerybys, to rest upon her. red lips remain in it's permanent scowl. ❝ i thought bonds were my strength, when in fact they were my weakness. that sentiment should not come as a surprise to you, larxene. friends do not interest me. ❞

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@leoxcantus ⚡ cont'd

       ❝ 𝑶𝒉 𝒘𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒂 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘, 𝑰 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒃𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝑰 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒂𝒍𝒔𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒕 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒆𝒍𝒔𝒆. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒚 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘. 𝑾𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖’𝒍𝒍 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘, 𝑰’𝒎 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒚𝒑𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒅𝒊𝒈𝒊𝒕. ❞ 𝘏𝘦’𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘨𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘮 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴. ❝ 𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒚 𝒃𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔, 𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖. 𝑸𝒖𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒔𝒄𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚. ❞

Her brow furrowed at his FRUSTRATING RESPONSE, her glare becoming sharp from displeasure. " And what is that even supposed to mean ??? " she demanded, her voice just as ferocious as her stare. " How can YOUR business involve staring at somebody else ??? "

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@undahlia ⚡ asked: ❝ years haven’t been kind to us, i suppose. ❞

Larxene gave a humorless laugh in response. Of course they weren't. From the very beginning the two of them hit the lottery of bullshit. Fate seemed to have a GRAND TIME forcing the pair through the most outlandish scenarios imaginable almost as though it was some SICK GAME for the universe to witness. Sometimes Larxene wondered if her destiny was just to CONSTANTLY be under someone's control, if she were EVER going to be allowed to be her own master. Larxene was certain that Marluxia could see this fear of hers plainly and THAT was why they chose her for the plot to overthrow Xemnas.

But here they were again. Still under that old man's control, still SERVING HIM.

It made her skin crawl from disgust to think that her body was being used to further Xehanort's goals. But what way out was available to her now ??? She had MADE HER CHOICE, going back wasn't possible. And right before her was the very reason she continued to put herself in these situations. What else did she know ??? It had always been the two of them against the universe and Larxene knew of NOTHING ELSE. She took a deep breath, her expression resigned ( what fight could she POSSIBLY have left ??? ), " Hmph. What's got you in such a positive mood, Marluxia ??? "

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Larxene had to bite down on the inside of her cheek to keep herself from HUFFING OUTLOUD. She couldn't go around antagonizing the one in charge of her workload. She was well aware of that. But it was SO CHALLENGING to swallow her pride and just accept that she was NEVER going to be taken seriously by any of them. She could hiss at anyone who came near, bit enough to draw blood to those who STILL INSISTED on pushing her. But VII wasn't one Larxene could lash out at. No, she had to play the good, dedicated employee or risk being exposed. " Perfecting the details, " she said stiffly, some of her displeasure bleeding through in her voice.

❝ my opinion on demyx is hardly relevant to this conversation, larxene, ❞ they reply, words frostbitten with the entropic rhythm of their lunation. disposition: waning. their patience pulls taut, splintering fibers and tendons until it dangles, admonishingly, by a thread. a powerful silhouette, cut strikingly against the pallid backdrop of the castle, is disturbed only by the dull gleam of photoreflectors, his bleak, yellow eyeshine procured from the low light doing nothing to assist in their appearing affable. not that he’s trying to. ❝ your practicality is. if you’re going to slack off, i at least expect you to be finished with your duties. where is your mission report? ❞

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@incubabe ⚡ asked: ❝ i’m just an average gal who happens to be quite the ladies’ wo-man. ❞

" Oh you think so, hm ??? " Larxene gave a GENUINE laugh then, too humored in that moment to provide a more witty response. " Your confidence is there, I'll give you THAT MUCH credit. But I wouldn't say that warrants THAT TITLE. You'd have to do a little more to prove yourself !!! "

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larxene smokes mad weed happy 4/20

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" Not a whole lot, honestly, " she replied in a SLIGHTLY disappointed tone. Larxene's hand raising up to her temple, gloved finger beginning to tap there as she carefully examined Red Son's expression. She was measuring him up, seeing how FAR she could ( or rather should ) push him. " I know ENOUGH to see that no matter what you invent or how successful a plan of yours is, it will NEVER BE ENOUGH. "

OH, SHE'S — UGH!! his hair and eyes flare, and for a moment he seems to be all flames. then the heat ebbs into a low-burning flame as he glowers in her direction. "and what would you know about me and my family??"

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@antiaquas ⚡ asked: ❝ you didn’t answer my question. what are you after? ❞

Larxene's lips set in a frown. All business, no fun. An annoying tendency that EVERY keyblade wielder had ( as if it wasn't IRKSOME ENOUGH to interact with them ). A small huff pushed past her lips, her hands falling to her side as she realized how boring this was about to be. " Come now, why so COLD ??? " Dramatic as ever, Larxene's hand flew to her empty chest as her expression mimicked one of hurt. " Here I thought you'd like to be friends, isn't that what you keyblade wielders are ALL ABOUT ??? "