[ Axel's voice doesn't waver, really. It's just like he's mulling over something and having feelings on it because has he ever really had time to unpack that? No. Has he ever wanted to? Not really.
Then he shakes his head, smiling a little, though it goes away soon enough, expression appearing to be somewhere between thoughtful, but not excited. That said, at least if he's talking about it, it's with Temenos. ]
Yeah, that's the guy. While we were a part of the Organization we had to follow orders, and we'd be turned into a Dusk by him. Which is like some kinda mindless creature. Heh, I remember when he threatened to do that to me because I didn't wanna wipe out Roxas.
Of course, as the leader, he gave himself a title - the "Superior". We all got titles, too, but he sure made it clear who was in charge.
[ temenos says, and he sounds utterly derisive, darkly joking - a snort, included. if anyone can understand that feeling, it's temenos number 1 sacred guard hater mistral, who thinks all organizations are generally trash.
he pulls axel to come sit on the floor couch, dropping down next to him. ]
So, in short, he wanted you all to be his soldiers. To what ends...? More than ego, I imagine.
[ Axel likes hearing the other man use such a tone when referring to the organization because truly, it is well-deserved.
He will easily follow the pull regardless, seated beside Temenos; it's a better place for his story telling as he relaxes a touch more, even if what he is saying isn't like the brightest topic. ]
...Unfortunately, yeah. If it were just his ego, that might've made it slightly better, by which I mean by not much. He was hoping we'd be there as 'vessels' for somebody else to kind of control in some minor way, and help facilitate some kinda conflict to bring out some ultimate weapon. With the Organization XIII, there'd be the thirteen darknesses against the seven lights.
Always. People like that who think they're in control, doing what they can to succeed in whatever they're trying to aim for, at everybody else's expense.
[ And Axel can't stand being underneath people's thumbs. Not in the slightest. Those like Xemnas rule with a heart of stone, with a manipulative edge he could not never abide. All the same, that bit of hesitation is equally noticeable, but even moreso is the feeling of the hand lain to rest against his arm, expression softening, evening out a bit as well. ]
...I did. Took me about five or so years, but I can say for sure that I'm no longer a part of them. That's something to be proud of...yeah?
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[ Axel's voice doesn't waver, really. It's just like he's mulling over something and having feelings on it because has he ever really had time to unpack that? No. Has he ever wanted to? Not really.
Then he shakes his head, smiling a little, though it goes away soon enough, expression appearing to be somewhere between thoughtful, but not excited. That said, at least if he's talking about it, it's with Temenos. ]
Yeah, that's the guy. While we were a part of the Organization we had to follow orders, and we'd be turned into a Dusk by him. Which is like some kinda mindless creature. Heh, I remember when he threatened to do that to me because I didn't wanna wipe out Roxas.
Of course, as the leader, he gave himself a title - the "Superior". We all got titles, too, but he sure made it clear who was in charge.
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[ temenos says, and he sounds utterly derisive, darkly joking - a snort, included. if anyone can understand that feeling, it's temenos number 1 sacred guard hater mistral, who thinks all organizations are generally trash.
he pulls axel to come sit on the floor couch, dropping down next to him. ]
So, in short, he wanted you all to be his soldiers. To what ends...? More than ego, I imagine.
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He will easily follow the pull regardless, seated beside Temenos; it's a better place for his story telling as he relaxes a touch more, even if what he is saying isn't like the brightest topic. ]
...Unfortunately, yeah. If it were just his ego, that might've made it slightly better, by which I mean by not much. He was hoping we'd be there as 'vessels' for somebody else to kind of control in some minor way, and help facilitate some kinda conflict to bring out some ultimate weapon. With the Organization XIII, there'd be the thirteen darknesses against the seven lights.
That clash would reveal this weapon.
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he listens - expression mostly unimpressed, brow furrowing. man, this guy sucks. ]
It's always those types, isn't it? [ ugh.
there's a beat - just a flutter of hesitation, before he gently reaches out to lay his hand on axel's arm. ] ...But, you left.
[ it's a question. you got free of it, didn't you? ]
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[ And Axel can't stand being underneath people's thumbs. Not in the slightest. Those like Xemnas rule with a heart of stone, with a manipulative edge he could not never abide. All the same, that bit of hesitation is equally noticeable, but even moreso is the feeling of the hand lain to rest against his arm, expression softening, evening out a bit as well. ]
...I did. Took me about five or so years, but I can say for sure that I'm no longer a part of them. That's something to be proud of...yeah?