[Larxene, on her best of days, is not a patient woman. And this is not her best of days. She's irritated at being plucked from Castle Oblivion before she and Marluxia could carry out their plans. She's irritated at being surrounded by so many people with vapid smiles on their faces.
So when a group of them gather to take a picture with her, that's finally enough.
Larxene snaps her fingers in the long sleeve of her black coat, and all of a sudden, every single one of those cameras or other devices being pointed at her shorts out with a flash of light and sparks.] Ooh, bummer.
Better luck next time!
[Time to slink away.]
[3]
[Larxene watches the newcomer with a strange mixture of disgust and amusement on her face. When it becomes clear that he's going to attack her, though, her expression blossoms into what is clearly delight. Malicious delight.] Oh, we're really doing this? Okay. Have it your way, big guy.
[Suddenly, there are golden daggers between her knuckles. When he breathes the plume of fire in her direction, Larxene vanishes from sight in a shower of electric sparks; the fire contacts the building behind her, setting it alight.
She doesn't care. She reappears behind Heartburn and jams her fists forward, penetrating his lower back with the six dagger points. He howls in pain, but it doesn't end there. Electricity immediately wraps around her fists and flows into his body through the daggers.
She's definitely going to kill him, if this keeps up.]
[4]
[Okay, this pumpkin stuff? That's not bad.
It's pretty tasty, actually. Larxene orders a pumpkin spice hot chocolate, and takes the styrofoam cup in her hands, inhaling and then taking a sip. Delicious.
She then turns and walks away, with the vendor calling at her-- with increased urgency-- to go back and pay.]
[Wildcard]
[Choose your own! Either way, it'll be likely to end in tears.]
Larxene | Kingdom Hearts
[Larxene, on her best of days, is not a patient woman. And this is not her best of days. She's irritated at being plucked from Castle Oblivion before she and Marluxia could carry out their plans. She's irritated at being surrounded by so many people with vapid smiles on their faces.
So when a group of them gather to take a picture with her, that's finally enough.
Larxene snaps her fingers in the long sleeve of her black coat, and all of a sudden, every single one of those cameras or other devices being pointed at her shorts out with a flash of light and sparks.] Ooh, bummer.
Better luck next time!
[Time to slink away.]
[3]
[Larxene watches the newcomer with a strange mixture of disgust and amusement on her face. When it becomes clear that he's going to attack her, though, her expression blossoms into what is clearly delight. Malicious delight.] Oh, we're really doing this? Okay. Have it your way, big guy.
[Suddenly, there are golden daggers between her knuckles. When he breathes the plume of fire in her direction, Larxene vanishes from sight in a shower of electric sparks; the fire contacts the building behind her, setting it alight.
She doesn't care. She reappears behind Heartburn and jams her fists forward, penetrating his lower back with the six dagger points. He howls in pain, but it doesn't end there. Electricity immediately wraps around her fists and flows into his body through the daggers.
She's definitely going to kill him, if this keeps up.]
[4]
[Okay, this pumpkin stuff? That's not bad.
It's pretty tasty, actually. Larxene orders a pumpkin spice hot chocolate, and takes the styrofoam cup in her hands, inhaling and then taking a sip. Delicious.
She then turns and walks away, with the vendor calling at her-- with increased urgency-- to go back and pay.]
[Wildcard]
[Choose your own! Either way, it'll be likely to end in tears.]