The idiocy of that one simply astounds me Lexaeus! Its like they are trying to cause strife in this organization! Honestly, this whole thing is just a horrific train wreck in motion, its bad enough you and I need to prep for Castle Oblivion, we do not have time to do that AND keep an eye out for rogue fools looking to back stab us!
Agreed. I am curious what Xemnas and Xigbar are going to do about it. I know the trouble maker left with 2 this afternoon in order to cover 13s shift.
Hm yes, so I heard, what exactly happened to Roxas? You don't believe 7 has finally overworked the child do you?
Perhaps.
-The pair of original members of organization 13 seemed concerned on how to handle the conundrum of there new guests, Vexen in particular hated the idea that they were now stuck pandering to them all out of a lack of understanding as well as concern as to what they might be capable of. It was a good thing 6 was out with Rufus for the evening, Vexen did not want him to see them like this. Vexen quietly took a seat at his desk, lightly brushing off the folds of his slightly oversized robe, he always preferred a larger one, probably a memory of an old creature comfort from years past.-
15 brought down the medical records for he and 16 earlier. I plan to look over them extensively.
Do you actually believe you will find anything of importance in there?
Well, if all else fails, maybe an allergy or other issue may get us out of trouble. If we have to we will poison the little bastards.
-Lexaeus shook his head running a large gloved hand over his wrinkling frustrated craggy features. His eyes verted between his fingers to look at the other man, a sense of mild concern running through him, for a few reasons.-
You are making yourself sound like a cartoon villain trying to kill rats, Vexen.
Is it really villainous to be prepared to stop a threat?
And can you even be sure if those documents are not false just to throw us off?
Only one way to find out. A little experiment of course.
-The tactician groaned, before muttering lowly.-
Not trying to sound like I am defending them, but, what if they are telling the truth? Are you really willing to be responsible for attempted murder of a helping hand? Even if they are not completely on our side, both of them are terribly useful.
-Vexen sighed, flipping open 15s medical file, crossing one of his legs over the other casually in the chair.-
You really want to make this difficult for me don't you 5?
Naturally. The job of a contrarian tends to be a pain in everyone's side.
Contrarian my ass, you clearly do it just to get a dig at me.
-That large hand moved to peek out at Vexen with a mild smirk before settling back down on the table. he chose not to answer that one, even though the blond man was 100% right. He couldn't help it really, he always needed to poke and prod at the salty icy little scientist, just a little. It reminded him of the old days back at the castle. Even coming in from a latest failed experiment, and Aeleus giving a sarcastic response to Evens frustrated questions for his own failure. It used to have little Ienzo in stitches on the floor. He really did miss those days, a much simpler time. Both men were jogged from there thoughts however as a portal opened in the middle of the lab, and in rushed Zexion. He panted heavily as he skidded to a halt in his dark robe, swiftly closing the corridor behind him as he attempted to catch his breath. The older pair were immediately concerned.-
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