Re:Organization

Was he really that upset from what he said? This whole lack of feeling thing was hard. He'd learn to regain things later, but... finding where his little brother ran off to before he got himself in trouble was kind of important at the moment.

It wasn't hard to find his own twin-- the bright red hair and the flowing faded pink scarf were unmistakable, especially in a plain gray and white castle like this. Kaito huffed, blowing bangs out of his eyes as he tread right up behind his brother. Of course he'd be in the kitchen-- well, Kaito would have, anyways. He dropped a hand gently on Akaito's shoulder.

Xigbar strolled along the ceiling, speaking in hushed tones to one of the snipers floating along his side, dismissing the current guards he had on Kaito. With Xigbar with him, Kaito wouldn't need his normal babysitters and the less eyes there, the better it was. He doubted very much that his troops would ever fink, but he didn't need to test that particular theory.

Waving away the sniper at his side, he stepped into the kitchen. It didn't take long to located Kaito; he was the biggest, most colourful thing in a kitchen that seemed to be made of nothing but white and greys. Jumping down to the floor, he landed lightly behind Kaito, reaching up to tug on his scarf while he stuck a note to The Notice Board Of Broken Down Communication. "Come on, hot shot. We are out of here."

Zexion had left Riku with Xaldin, he trusted the man not to turn the boy into a living pincushion for the most part, hopefully the meeting between the two of them would be productive toward improving the boy's fighting abilities. Bringing Kaito back to the castle, he led him to the kitchen and after showing him where to put the supplies, left the boy to finish putting them up and possibly take care of dinner if Kaito felt like cooking afterward.

Arriving at Addled Impasse, Zexion walked further into the large room toward the large floor to ceiling window that dominated the room. Letting his eyes linger only briefly on the empty expanse of dark beyond, Zexion turned toward where Saix stood. "Thank you for agreeing to speak with me, Saix."

This should have been standard before it became a complaint, really.

And on the kids? How long had it been since Roxas even had an actual mission? Whatever he got taken off to do with Marluxia proved almost pointless, from this side... well.

Axel didn't really mind watching over the kids, to be honest-- just his pride kind of cocked up things like that. He grumbled to himself under his breath, waiting for XIII and XIV to meet up with him in the lounge.

"Rrrrrroxassssss, c'mon..."

Once Zexion had finished compiling the list of needed items to restock the kitchen and the pantry, he folded the paper and silently opened a portal to take him to the lounge where Kaito was to be waiting for him to arrive. Stepping out into the lounge, he closed the portal as he looked around the room for the boy. Spotting Kaito off in one of the chairs reading, Zexion turned to walk toward the boy, briefly giving a curious look at the cover and spine of the book that Kaito was reading.

A cookbook? Well, it would be nice to have another person who could actually fix a decent edible meal in the castle. He'd have to see about getting Kaito into the kitchen with him sometime to see how good he was at the task, but first they needed to get the supplies to even make such meals. "Kaito? Ready to go?"

Marluxia led Kuja into the pristine white, round room. Nearly all of the high, imposing chairs stood empty, save for one. Craning his neck, he looked up at Xemnas, silently disliking the unequal position it put him in. Soon, he wouldn't have to look up at this man any more. Soon.

Stepping aside, he bowed a little, gesturing towards Kuja, his words directed at Xemnas up on high. "I present to you Kuja, a new kindred spirit."

Xemnas watched the blue haired creature wander through a hall from a higher vantage point for good minute, silently noting the pair of Snipers gliding after the boy. What wasn't anywhere in sight of the trio was Xigbar. Obviously he would need to have another talk with the sharpshooter later about keeping a rather more personal eye on the VOCALOID. Resisting the urge to sigh, Xemnas opened a portal off to his side and departed from the higher ground he'd been watching the creature from. Opening another portal just a couple feet away from the tall, lanky creature, he stepped out from it to stand before Kaito, blocking any further progress down the hall it had been wandering down.

"Kaito, I presume? Where is your master? And why are you wandering about out here on your own?"

Kaito still wasn't sure what that was all about. All he knew was every inch of him hurt like hell still, even the parts Axel hadn't scorched. Spending the last few days in bed was the only way he could really deal with the wave of illness the burns hit him with. Human or android, heat exhaustion was still a major bitch to get through.

He wrinkled his nose slightly while laying there, eyes still shut and bandages still covering his body atop a hefty layer of that burn cream Vexen had applied. He could feel somebody else in the room, but didn't feel like opening his eyes yet. Still too tired...

The castle was boring now that Xigbar had to wait for Kaito to heal up his burn wounds and get over his heat exhaustion. He had been planning on taking the doof with him to Wonderland, but he doubted even Kaito'd like some kinda tea party while he was still trying not to puke up his guts.

Aah, so boring. You'd almost be tempted to volunteer for a mission. Almost.

Xigbar scuffed his feet against the ceiling as he made his way to the room where he had first found Kaito. Now that he had some time left, he was actually interested to try and see if he could find more about his new favourite doll from Ansem's computer. Maybe the old wise guy had had more data on him stored away some-

Oh hello.

"Kaito, the hell you dye your hair red for?"

Xigbar led Kaito through the pristine white hallways of the castle, down to where Vexen nested, deep in the castle's basements. It was not wonder the old man was pale as anything; he never saw sun unless they pushed him out into it. Not that Xigbar would ever do that.

More than once.

Or twice.

"Don't worry about Vex. I'll make sure he doesn't make this too long. He listens to me," he told Kaito cheerfully, guiding the more than slightly scorched vocaloid along as Kaito clung to his left arm. "He still remembers the killer wedgies I used to give him when we were kids."

Riku stepped out of the portal and he tried to see if there was any landmarks that could have helped him find the place again but all that was around was white hallways and the white large door before him now. Waiting until the Marluxia had opened the door, he moved past the other man to enter the overly spartan room, taking in the utter emptiness of it before walking over to girl seated in the chair.

"Namine?"

The shadow appeared same as it had before, without a sound and sudden as wind before a storm moving in. Narrowing blue eyes, Zexion extended one arm before him, fingers closing over black leather binding seconds later, he flipped the book open and allowed it to come to rest open within one hand, lifting the other to attack the shadow in order to distract it from Riku until the boy could recover enough to regain his feet and summon his weapon. Course considering the speed at which the shadow turned its attention to him, the massive Guardian sliding out from behind the hovering man to take a swipe at him with one large hand.

Training? Not the most unusual thing to dump a kid on him for. He didn't think it would end up one who wasn't even part of the Organization-- or a Nobody, for that matter. Still.. this kid? He was a bit of work. You would figure with this atmosphere in The World That Never Was, the kid would be far more wary, but instead he was hellbent on learning.

Okay, so Axel could admire that. Somehow. Maybe. In the back of his now non-existent heart.

Regardless of the reasons Lexaeus had dumped and dashed, Axel didn't seem too concerned with. This was just as much an excuse to exert a little force as any, and he wasn't about to pass up the chance to kick some brat's ass for being too cocksure in this place.

Havoc's Divide is where he had chosen to drag this poor unfortunate soul, lighting up the area with a ring of fire to ensure Riku stayed within his 'training grounds' with him here.

"...yo, you ready?" A twirl of twin chakram at his sides, just waiting in a relaxed stance for the boy.

Marluxia opened the corridor of darkness just outside of the quarters that had been appointed to Riku. It was easy to find the boy. In these castle full of hollow beings, his heart shone like a beacon. It was a wonder really, that with all of these new pets running around, the heartless had not yet over-run the castle. Really, when he was superior, there'd be a few little changes to this.

Raising his hand, he knocked on the pristine white door, waiting for Riku to open it. Certainly, he could have portalled into his room, but giving the boy a sense of privacy and control would probably prove more beneficial. Certainly if he was to convince him that the elders were just using him, he'd have to be at least a little courteous. And who knew, a child like that could be very valuable to his plans.

Lexaeus gathered up the things for his medkit quickly and hesitated for a half-second before twitching his free hand and opening a portal, deciding it would be too long to walk. He stepped through it and out just outside the door to Zexion's rooms, his fingers wrapped tight around the handle of the kit as he raised his other hand and knocked carefully on the door, his blue eyes narrowed, his face still.

The boy had been dealing with the random heartless which appeared during his wanderings, but that had been just two or three..at most five or six of them at one time. Part of him acknowledged that perhaps the fact that he had been readily enough able to deal with those, had made him a little too confident in his ability to deal with the creatures. The other part raged at how weak he was currently every time the feeling of freshly drawn blood running down over his arms, shoulders and legs, called his attention away from trying to keep the monsters away from him. It seemed that no matter how many he did destroy more took the place of the one banished.

Unexpectedly as he turned to deflect another attack aimed toward his torso, one leg slid further back than expected dumping him down on his ass hard enough to cause his hand to lose its already tenuous hold on the weapon which was all that was keeping the shadows away from him. Kicking out at the one closest to him, he had the brief satisfaction at seeing it blow apart at the impact before two more decided to latch onto the shoe, tearing it apart even as he managed to jerk his leg back from them, pulling both up close to his chest in a last ditch effort to afford it some small bit of extra protection as the mass seemed to rush inward toward him before exploding into black clouds. Without any warning a black cloaked figure now stood over him, currently keeping a new wave of heartless at bay. Only something had apparently decided to up the ante as it were, these heartless were considerably larger than the ones which had preceded them.

Xigbar leaned back in the computer chair, his boots kicked up on the desk, as he went through the wealth of files they had managed to grab from Ansem's computer so long ago. They hadn't been able to grab everything and what they had mostly ranged from useless to even more useless to god, why would anybody even want to know that. It was boring. It was mind numbing.

It was Xemnas' perfect revenge.

Xigbar grouched a little as he went through the endless seeming folders, scanning the contents of each quickly, before moving onto the next. Most of it was junk that even Ansem the wiseass had dismissed as ever being useful for their old research. Coming to the next folder, Xigbar arched a brow at the message that popped up on the screen.

Opening program file KAITO.app

>Yes
Cancel

Well, Xigbar thought, as he clicked the button, starting up the program. If it was a virus, at least he was out of this hellish, unfair task.

Marluxia stopped at the door, reaching deep into the pocket of his coat for the key that would unlock Namine's room. It was little more than a cage, really; to keep their precious little bird contained. It wouldn't do if she could get out and harm herself or their plans. Namine had never really mastered travelling by using the dark corridors, so the simple, heavy lock on the door was enough to persuade her to stay put and not run off.

Unlocking the door, Marluxia pushed it open, smiling at Namine. She looked so fragile and frightened. It was a lovely look for her. "Ready, Namine?"