The Assassin & The Nymph
Quiet. Still. Castle Oblivion
And utterly boring.
Yet again, the blond is met with nothing to do at all, even as she strolled down the corridors, peeking inside the many rooms the place holds. Her entire visage filled with a bored expression as she wondered what is there to do. Not much preparations need to be done at the moment, unless the little girl commits foolish mistakes with her tasks. A considerably late hour it may be at the moment, but it is not uncommon to encounter the others preoccupied in whatever they do that keeps themselves entertained. How annoying they tend to be though and a handful of them are such mindless fools that it almost hurts to even look at them.
With that thought, an exasperated sighs brushed past her lips as she peered inside yet another empty room. If there was anyone in there, she could have stepped right in, not caring that she is barging in so long as there is something interesting going on. It is on rare occasions does she happen to stumble on some working on something. Unfortunately, more often than not, she is disappointed. Oh how hard can it be to find something to be of interest to her?
A roll of her eyes, she turned on heels and started towards the direction she just came from. Larxene isn’t the least bit tired at all and once she is restless, she cannot easily be put at ease. It takes great effort for someone like her ─ even others are uncertain as to how to handle her.
Well, except one.
Of course, why didn’t it cross her mind sooner? There is one man who never fails to disappoint her. The only one who shares common interests and ideals. At the thought of the pinkette, her lips spread into a smirk, quite interested in what he is currently doing at the moment. As a matter of fact, she did take note on how from time to time, he’d take a leave to go somewhere else. Larxene took a moment to pause, one hand propped on her hip while the other’s finger tapped lightly against her chin. It’s not as if Marluxia has ever turned down her company before, regardless of how inconvenient the hour it may be. In fact, if she recalls, he is normally still awake at such hour and there is one of the many secret rooms hidden. He had entrusted this information to her for when they are in need of isolated rooms for their scheming.
Having come to a decision, Larxene pressed on, determined to track down the man. At will, she summoned a dark portal, stepping through to allow it to envelope her and transport her to her desired location. Upon reappearing in one room they frequent, she was mighty pleased to see that her intuition was correct as she eyed the man, seated and quite absorbed with his own thoughts. Possibly carefully analyzing the many phases and factors in their schemes, unless there are other matters he is concerned with aside from that. Perfectly confident, she approached him with the usual smirk clinging to her lips.
“Well, you’ve been awfully quiet ─ for the entire day in fact.” Was her first comment, voice though playful as ever, but not obnoxiously loud. “Not just that, you seemed quite busy as of late. I even almost missed you, Marluxia.”
