"Is this really necessary?" Zexion asked politely, though he was more than willing to defend himself should the need arise. Though, at this point, his lexicon was already in his hand.
"Look at the two of you..." he said quietly, looking from Axel to Demyx to Axel again. "You dress in the garb of the Organization, yet you're ready to kill me. How ironic it is, then, that the entire Organization is alive and well, and we already have a stronghold on this world. I bet you don't even know that we will soon be at war with the Heartless."
Zexion awaited their response, but if they were going to attack him, he was ready. Axel would not get the better of him again.
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Date: 2009-07-13 09:10 pm (UTC)"Look at the two of you..." he said quietly, looking from Axel to Demyx to Axel again. "You dress in the garb of the Organization, yet you're ready to kill me. How ironic it is, then, that the entire Organization is alive and well, and we already have a stronghold on this world. I bet you don't even know that we will soon be at war with the Heartless."
Zexion awaited their response, but if they were going to attack him, he was ready. Axel would not get the better of him again.