The Xemnas Reports. Entry Seven.
September 18, 2010 - 8:50pm — thecapturedplanet
Things change too quickly.
I dislike change, the emotions used to deal with such things, nonexistant.
How dare they.
Have they become so soft here that they have forgotten who they are? to make such a pointless alliance with someone so weak. No strength. How she broke beneath my hooves.
Maybe if I had a heart I would regret being so cruel. But I do not.
Nobodies really feel many things.
Pain, burning and ripping.
Desire, need, a burning in its own right.
Pleasure, the easy feeling of peace.
But we do not regret.
But maybe if I could feel, I would feel many things.
lonelinesslovelossmelancholysorrowregretshamepainoftheheart.
My hooves are still stained in her blood. And I dip them into the stream.
I cannot bring myself to lick the bitter substance away as I might with my own blood.
Are they all so disloyal?
disloyaldisloyaldisloyalnobodytotrustjustmejustme
Demyx?
Marluxia?
Larxene?
Lexaeus?
Xigbar?
Xaldin?
Vexen?
Luxord?
Roxas.
Axel?
hm...
Even you?...
...
Did you all run off and get hearts without me?
What am I not seeing?
knowing...
traitors and spies.
you cannot bring yourselves to be loyal to me, yet you flock to her?
Then so be it.
I shall see her dead
But not now.
I'm resting.
I'm tired.
so tired.
...
don't make me move
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the river's stirring.
it mus be raining.
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Because I can't cry.
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can I?
"Oh, my superior. She was no
He could not feel remorse, nor sorrow, perhaps rage and anger when berserk, but no more than his typical calm...
Perhaps his cruelty.
Yellow eyes narrow.
"She was foolish to argue with you. I care not where the loyalty of the rest lay. Mine however stays to you, superior."
Then they close.
"She radiates something... it simulates the sensation of having a heart again. That is what draws the rest in, if anything." he reflects.
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An ear slowly turns, head tilting for a moment before it is rested upon the diviner's back, chin upon his shoulder blades.
"were I able to, I would be pleased to hear that" he bites back the smile-smirk that threatens to turn up the corners of his muzzle.
Nobodies are surprisingly warm to the touch, he finds, despite their lack of hearts.
"keep her away from them. Tell those who will listen to do the same" his body goes lax.
"later...for now...stay here" it's a bitter arguement in voice tone between an order and pleading.
Fake tears or not, he didn't
He stumbled forward, feathers flopping to the sides of his head, which is bowed submissively. No matter what would happen, he would remain loyal, simply because he would be beaten down if he did betray the organization.
"Why... Did you... Why..." he stumbled through his own speech, breaking down once more. A shame considering how he was just recovering from his last 'meltdown'.
"She didn't deserve that... She didn't... Deserve... That..." he sobbed, his body shaking.
He considered threatening him. After all, Demyx was far more than capable of attempting to drown him if he wanted to. Still, even his muddled mind thought otherwise.
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"Yes, my superior..." That's
That's all he needed to say. He would be sure to keep them away, as best one can.
He lowers his head slowly, to rest it between the moist ground and warm zebra patterned fur.
He wouldn't be going anywhere.
Nor did he even want to.
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The stag's eyes narrow in a glare, dipping his head into the stream for a moment before pulling it back out again.
He can't let anyone see how wet his fur already was after all.
"you are falling into your own act. Demyx" his tail flicks.
"now put yourself together. I know you don't actually care" it's a threat. and a thinly veiled one at best.
"stay away from her. If I catch you near her again doing anything friendly" his eyes narrow.
"I'll see to it that you are punished." brutally, most likely.
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"I... I..." he stammered, water droplets beading out from his hooves, turing the soil beneath them muddy.
"She didn't do anything bad..." he whimpered, nearly whined. Xemnas's threat for him to cut the act only made it all the more worse for him, and even more tears dripped from his eyes.
"You... You..." he stammered, and threw his head back, and a jet of water, stinging yet harmless, was shot at the superior's forehead, swirling from the very river that the larger stag had drank from.
He paused, opening his mouth to say something before he turned tail and sprinted awayleaving a trail of tears behind.
Really, it was the only act of defiance that he could possibly bring himself to do.
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The stag flinched as water
"She was a distraction to you all. Nothing more" he stated, in a breath, in a whisper, to himself, sinking to the muddy ground, mud biting at him, at his fur, his body, heat sucked away, eyes stoic as ever as he looked out upon the river. Body shaking, trembling, river water that he loved so much turned to mud, warm, but cooling fast as it ate away his heat.
"there is no place for such weakness" his ears turned back, eyes closing, a perfect statue.
The picture of loneliness.