Re:Organization

in which Kaito is the only character who ever logs--

A large stuffed rabbit-shaped backpack sat beside Kaito on the couch as he waited for Demyx in the lounge, lightly singing to himself. He loved going outside whenever he had the chance, so of course he had already tossed a pack together and beat the sitar player to the portal area, absently ignoring Saix.

"Al a re la ye, al a re la yo~♫ Al a re la ya, al a re ya~~♬"

Despite whatever happened, he always managed to keep himself cheerful most of the time. He continued humming that verse to himself, tapping his boots together in between pauses. And hey, who wouldn't want to get away from what lingered of that smell Xig brought home with him?

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 waited in the lounge, perched loosely on the arm of one of the couches, the portal already open next to him, the darkness coiling and pulsating in an endless slow spiral. He drummed the backs of his boots against the couch absently, ignoring the look Saix was sending him, the sheet of paper with their exact orders on it already in his hand. It didn't seem like a hard mission; just get in, kill things, get out. Definitely the kind of thing Axel was good back-up for.

Xigbar crouched low in front of Kaito, his arms crossed loosely over his knees as he watched the sleeping VOCALOID. Above their heads, the giant digital screen shone, letters and numbers scrolling past the screen in the background, a large progression bar square in the centre. Wires and cables connected Kaito's head set to the large computer, the entire room silent except for the low hum of the processors.

BACKING UP KOKORO.EXE
95% COMPLETE . . .
96% COMPLETE . . .
97% COMPLETE . . .|

He wondered if this was even going to work. None of them had ever tried to digitize and back-up a heart, and even if they had, Kaito was a whole unknown variable on his own. He wasn't even sure if taking his heart was going to work. If he turned him into a nobody, he'd follow orders without losing the kid, but...

A short sound signalled the completion of the back-up process, and Xigbar pushed up with a soft sound. Turning off the programme, he retrieved the USB, holding up the small device to the bright light of the room. If everything had gone all right, Kaito's heart should be backed up on here. It was ridiculous to think that Demyx had given him this idea, but, huh, perhaps the less you knew, the less limited you were? That would explain Demyx all right.

Slipping the small USB on a chain, he then hung it around his neck for safe-keeping. He could always find a better place to keep it later, but leaving the data on this computer, that could be accessed by anyone in the Organization, seemed like the very definition of a really bad idea. Saix might not be a scientist, but he knew how to use a computer.

Disconnecting Kaito from the computer, he then turned it off before crouching down in front of Kaito again. He looked peaceful in his sleep. It was a shame he had to do this. Either way, Kaito was going to lose something important today: his heart or his life. Still, it was the only way. Reaching for his head-set, he turned off Kaito's sleep mode, watching him with a thin grin. "Wakey-wakey, doofus."

"Hey.. Saix? You sure you feel like going out like that? Not that it ain't the perfect costume for you, but think of the children."

Axel sat upon one of the lounge couches, keeping his eye on the now-diminutive number VII. He couldn't help but grin at the poor guy, who stood there attempting to be as dignified as he could with a clipboard more than half his height clutched in his hands. Well, to Saix his duty was his duty, Axel concluded to himself. Can't blame the guy for being diligent.

The portal to Halloween Town was ready and waiting, and Saix likely had an entire list of things for everyone to check out-- should they be willing to go this night. After all, Halloween was Halloween Town's best show; the place was 100% festive year round, being a Holiday world. Maybe some of the older members would take this as an excuse to get out of the castle for a few hours without being forced.


[NOTES: Posting this early so we can play with it through the week instead of waiting til Halloween when one or two of us won't have time to tag. Tag it (log style) any way you feel like. ♥ Consider all tags' actions taking place on Friday the 30th and Saturday the 31st.]

At the first flat knock on the door, Xigbar glanced up form his book curiously. By the time the second knock came, he had tossed his book on the bed, and had managed to make it across the room, opening the door before the third knock could land. Arching a brow at Demyx, he leaned against the door post, relaxed and unconcerned. Demyx looked angry, but that wasn't exactly a rare occurrence. Though he didn't usually come out with it, Xigbar knew he didn't care for most of the other members of the organization and somehow Xigbar had become the go-to-guy when Demyx felt like complaining. Probably cause he didn't snitch. "You look pissed, dude. Larxene giving you trouble again?"

Demyx heard a soft sound from the bed when he pushed his door open and he paused, tensing, and peeked inside. His eyes widened when he saw it was Kaito, curled up in a tiny ball at the head of his bed, small and miserable. Demyx's eyes narrowed, and he took a step inside, his brow furrowing in worry.

"Kaito?" he said, his voice soft and hesitant. "Hey." He didn't turn the lights on as he walked across the room to the bed, not quite daring to touch him. "What's wrong?"

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?"

Somehow he was going to win this. It didn't matter how long it took. But the other blue-haired man had been intent to give him a blankfaced staredown since he had entered the room and sat down on the couch, refusing even to put down his clipboard. Of course, Kaito had to silently accept the challenge.


He really wondered what Xigbar had wanted to talk to him about, though...

And maybe he could share snacks with Demyx again. He liked that person, too.



Oh. Staring at people is hard work, he finally realized. He began to pout at Saix instead of staring.

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."

Demyx's head was throbbing again by the time he got to Xigbar's rooms; using the Corridors was no fun, but he expected walking would be even worse.  He leaned his forehead against the cool stone of the doorjamb before he raised a hand to knock softly and tried to straighten, not wanting to look as three-quarters dead as he felt.  Xigbar opened the door and looked down at him, and he realized belatedly that he'd forgotten to clean the blood off of his face when he caught the expression on Xigbar's face. 

"Ah... hi," he said sheepishly, rubbing at the side of his cheek with his sleeve, careful not to pull at the cut.  "Um."

It had taken barely any effort to dump Roxas at the small village. Roxas hadn't seemed all the interested in checking out an 'old, dead tree' in his own words and when presented with the option to look through the nearly deserted village instead of coming with Marluxia to check out the Iifa tree, he had jumped at it.

Honestly, youngsters; their priorities were all screwed up.

With Zexion's map in hand, Marluxia made his way over to the edge of the tree, breathing in sharply in surprise. Zexion had told him that the tree was large, but it had been hard to imagine without the visual reminder. Tucking his map away, Marluxia stripped over his gloves, touching the long dead wood. He couldn't feel a spark of life in the tree, but perhaps if he travelled closer to its core, he could find something more interesting than dead samples.

Still, he really was going to have to rethink growing the tree in The World That Never Was. He was going to cull its growth a lot, lest the tree would take over the city. Not that that wasn't a much nicer look, but certain people would complain. Oh, if only he was superior already.

Saix opened up the portal in the lounge with a simple flick of his wrist, his hood already drawn up over his head to hide his face.

This mission should be nothing but straightforward. The dusks had come back, whispering of a giant heartless, lurking in Twilight Town. If it had been any other world than Twilight Town, Saix would have ignored it. With Kingdom Hearts sealed, there was no reason to hunt the heartless, apart from general training. However a Dark Follower in Twilight Town was still a little too close for comfort.

So far they had gone undetected by those of the light and Saix did not want any of them to come here, allowing them to be detected by accident. Thus, he had decided to take care of the Dark Follower himself. He would have preferred a more useful partner to bring along but pickings were slim, and Demyx, cowardly and whiny as he might be, still ranked above a hung-over, sleep-deprived Xigbar.

So he hoped, at least.

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?"

It was cold in here. Hanatarou didn't really know anymore, how much time had passed since he'd been snatched, but that had remained constant. The feel of the man who had grabbed him...he felt like a Hollow, but then...this was most definitely not Hueco Mundo. The healer wasn't really sure if that was an improvement on things.

He wondered, alone in this cell, why he'd be brought here...and why his bag hadn't been taken away. That was the oddest thing about it all...but it meant he could do something. It had taken getting a little creative, but he'd managed to snag the raggedy broom that was near the cell...and start sweeping.

It was something to do. He didn't know how long he'd been here, but he'd had too much time to think, that much was certain.

Roxas had been a little caught off guard by the request Riku had made and wasn't totally sure why he'd agreed to meet the other teenager. It was an a little odd the other teenager was being so nice to him suddenly and Namine as well. Roxas hadn't actually interacted with the girl more than in passing, so it was a little odd that Riku seemed close to her suddenly.

He sighed leaning against the side of one of the buildings, idly eyeing the tower where he usually went with Axel and Xion. Things had been odd recently anyway, ever since Xigbar had found Kaito. He hadn't had any interest in the thing, since he'd been kind of avoiding the older members anyway. They were usually busy pursuing their own experiments, which left him plenty of free time do what he felt like. That usually meant trips down to Twilight town though.

He lifted his head stepping back slightly when he noticed a group of the kids walking by, although they didn't look up. They were probably headed for the sandlot, although they seemed to be at odds with the group that stayed there. He'd spent a lot of time half following them as he familiarized himself with the layout of the town, although he'd never approached them directly.

There was really no point to doing that ,after all. He wasn't like them and that more than anything bothered him, although he'd never admit it. He'd been fine when Xemnas had found him initially but he was finding himself less and less comfortable in the castle and wondering why he was even there. He didn't really fit in with the others.

Roxas sighed and shoved a hand through his hair before he glanced up the sky. Why was everything so weird lately? He pushed off the wall and headed towards the tower, his thoughts returning to Riku. He still wasn't sure why he'd agreed to meet the other boy, really. They hadn't gotten off to the best start.

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...