Heading to exsilium maybe...

[number_xii_savage_nymph]

(Hey, she's relatively happy at the moment. She has chicken. Yum.)

Sending me somewhere new? I wonder how long this will last.

(Munchmunch. So much for daintiness.)

At least I won't be alone.

Get to it, Mundane.

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[amereillusion]

... You are, Larxene?

[ Yeah, because he totally doesn't remember how that went last time around... ]

[number_xii_savage_nymph]

I know you've missed me. (Like a nail in the head.)

[amereillusion]

[ What is he even supposed to say to that? ]

We've never even spoken that often.

[ Totally not bringing up the last game they were at together. Nope. No way. ]

[number_xii_savage_nymph]

(Time for her to put on a pout. A big one.)

Not even in our last game? Or that musebox?

(Eyebrow waggle coming your way, Zexion.)

Have you forgotten me?

[amereillusion]

[ ... blushing. ]

... No, I haven't...

[ And it wasn't for lack of trying, either. ]

[weddingcrasher]

Oooo, is that chicken fried? Can I have some?

[number_xii_savage_nymph]

My chicken.

[weddingcrasher]

C'mon, just one piece of it? Pleeeeeease?

[number_xii_savage_nymph]

Don't touch it or I'll electrocute you.

[feminine_flame]

[Here Larxene have a distinctly female-looking Axel.]

Larx?

[number_xii_savage_nymph]

(What in the what in the - Brain break.)

...what the hell happened to you?!

[feminine_flame]

I was about to ask you the same thing.

[number_xii_savage_nymph]

I'm the same! But you have...

Boobs.

[skirtcladgunner]

One of Zexion's friends?

[number_xii_savage_nymph]

Friend isn't the right word.

[skirtcladgunner]

It was the most convenient word that came to mind, accuracy or not.

[number_xii_savage_nymph]

Are you afraid to say... (Okay, this is just censored. Honestly, Larxy.)

[attheclocktower]

[Oh. Oh... One of the other Organization members who'd gone to Castle Oblivion with Axel.]

Y-you too?

[Pardon her while she grapples with putting names to faces, she could barely form a sentence when she saw you last]

[number_xii_savage_nymph]

(S'up?)

I guess if you want to lump me in with those goons.

completely unrelated to Exsilium but I had to

[dicey]

I still have the Organization coat you left in Adstringendum, I am taking the best care of it. And I don't give a single fuck how much Axel makes fun of me for it!

... Just, uh. Thought you'd want to know. Maybe.

Omg you. <3

[number_xii_savage_nymph]

At least someone useful has it. (That's her way of saying she's glad you have it, Vriska.)

<3!

[dicey]

I'm useful?

-- I mean. Duh. That wasn't even a question. Of course I'm useful! And of course I have it. Like I'd let anyone else get their hands on it. The only people who'd want it are losers who don't deserve to take care of a cool person's coat!

[though technically she isn't sure anyone else would want it]

[tomoveyou]

[And suddenly, her fried chicken is being hovered out of the bucket into the mouth of this doofus and his fluffy hair.]

[number_xii_savage_nymph]

(He is going to die.

Painfully.

Her claws are already out and the tell-tale crackle of electricity is wrapping around each serrated blade.)

[tomoveyou]

[Things which he notices, clever little sort he is.]

Not the kind that likes to share, are we?

[Which he had anticipated, hence why there's a peculiar blue glowing ball of energy gathering in his hand. Just in preparation, is all.]