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As everyones attetntion was scattered about, a dark portal appeared over the seat of the Melodious Nocturne. Stepping out of it, Demyx automatically sat down without causing any attention to himself. He turned his head towards the number one seat.
'Xemnas....' he thought, as his eyes met his superior.
He quickly bowed his head as a means of respect, looking down at his lap quickly later. Demyx felt very uncomfortable, he didn't really feel like seeing the other members of the Organization.
Originally he was just gonna skip the meeting, but knowing how furious Xemnas would be after decided against it. For enraging Xemnas was like digging your own grave.
He smiled as he looked up, and not saying a word just looked around the room. Maybe if he stayed quiet the others wouldn't bother him. At least he hadn't been assigned any missions like some of the others. At this thought Demyx couldn't help but let out a smal sigh of relief.
Post by Jason Arilani on Dec 12, 2010 21:39:06 GMT -4
Luxord continued to sit in his chair, surprisingly quiet for the time being. He had the absense of Xigbar, Zexion, Demyx, Marluxia, Larxene, and Roxas on his mind. Xigbar, Zexion, and Demyx were at the meeting previously yet not here at this one, Marluxia was a traitor to the Organization for an unknown reason to number X, and Larxene and Roxas were missing altogether. Sure, Luxord did not anticipate Roxas's appearance here, but Larxene was something that made Luxord wonder. It wasn't so much missing them, just curiousity as to where they were.
He looked at the cards that he has summoned over the 12th and 13th chair and waved his hand, the cards disappearing. If Luxord wasn't given a mission, then he would take it upon himself to find the missing members of the Organiztion and bring them back. But as he thought this, Number IX, Demyx, had arrived in his chair. It was late in terms of the majority of the Organization being here, but early as the meeting had not started quite yet. Luxord smiled a heartless smile and looked toward Demyx. The slacker had actually shown up. Perhaps the fear of the wrath of Xemnas was greater then his want to show up.
"Well well well, The Melodious Nocturne has joined at this fruitful gathering."[/color] He said to Demyx. Luxord knew that even though he was at a lower rank then Demyx in the Organization, his TRUE rank was higher and always would be. Demyx didn't have it in him to attempt to raise such a rank. If he had a mission on his own, he would fail. If he had a mission with someone else, they would do most of the work. Regardless of the case, Demyx would always have his true rank of lowest in the Organization. And that, made the nobody as happy as a nobody could be. He then looked back to Xemnas, wondering when the start of meeting would occur.
Seconds after Luxord's words, a dark portal appeared over the sixth highest chair in the room- that of the Cloaked Schemer. Zexion appeared standing, and bowed slightly when he locked eyes with Xemnas. Xemnas, who had been missing in action for the longest time, who let there be little to no Organization activity. Zexion still respected his Superior, but sometimes he seemed to be lacking in some vital leadership qualities.
"My apologies, Superior, for being late. I had a bit of a run in not too long ago, and I couldn't leave at the time you summoned us. Please, forgive me," he said. He went through the motions, but his eyes said that he was hiding something. Nothing too serious, though it was rather embarassing to him. Definitely something he didn't want others to know. Something involving meerkats...
Looking around, Zexion noticed that the seats of Xigbar, Marluxia, Larxene and Roxas were empty. The latter three were expected, but Xigbar was usually at these meetings, if a bit resentfully. Marluxia and Larxene were unwelcome as far as Number VI was concerned. Roxas was a different matter entirely- after the business with the Keyblade Bearer, who knew what they could expect from him?
Zexion settled into his chair, legs casually crossed and chin up, waiting for the meeting to start.
As the room fell quiet, a portal opened over the thirteenth chair.
Roxas quietly emerged, and the portal dissipated as he sat down and lowered his hood. In his mouth was a half eaten Sea-Salt ice cream Popsicle, which he grabbed with his right hand as he stood and then bowed to Xemnas.
As he returned to his seat, he looked around the room, slowly eating his Ice cream, trying to remember the names of the people that were assembled, and taking note that a few were missing. Great... that means more embarrassment for me when I don't remember who they are... Axel will have a field day when he hears this one. Once we're out of here, of course.
He took note of Vexen, Xemnas, Axel, Xaldin, Luxord, and Demyx, not recognizing the one known as Zexion, or Lexaeus for that matter. His roving eyes fixed on the dark sphere in the center of the room. He could tell that this sphere was hollow, and contained some kind of heartless, but he was curious as to why.
Finishing his Ice cream, he dispelled the stick into a puff of darkness, and looked back at Xemnas.
His question was simple, and most of the assembled already knew the answer. However, this was the first meeting that Roxas had attended, he didn't know what was going on. He never got the signal for the first meeting, and thus had no idea about it.
"Hey, uh... Excuse me Superior, but why is there a heartless here? I know it sounds like a stupid question..." He rubbed the back of his head, muttering; "and it seems that I've missed a lot..."
Looking around sheepishly, Roxas wondered if he had maybe missed the meeting. It seems so, especially because everyone was so quiet, when I got here even Superior. He's usually ranting and raving about this 'Kingdom Hearts' stuff. I still don't fully get the concept....
Roxas sighed, hoping that the meeting would be quick. He had a couple interesting questions for Axel...
Jade eyes followed a single sky-blue drip from the ice cream Number Thirteen had rapidly devoured. The drop traveled down, down, down, landing, presumably, on the floor of this gargantuan room.
That sharp gaze quickly jetted up toward his blonde friend and a sly smirk donned across his diamond-shaped face, then slid away again, and he assumed a bored position, leaning back in his chair and planting one cheek on his clenched fist. These meetings always dragged on forever. Just like a student waiting for the school bell to ring, Axel couldn't wait for this meeting to be adjourned so that they could get on with their lives -- or their traitor-hunts, as luck would have it.
So then, when would this thing officially start? The sooner the drawl started, the sooner it would end.