Heart of Nothing

[Roxas]

The newly self-appointed leader of the new Nobody group contiued to scan though what few hearts he had collected already. All he didn't recognise were put into a special chamber, gathering together, that only HE could open.

"...134?-No...135?-Nope...136?-No...137?-Nu-uh...138?-No... That's it for this batch of hearts. *sigh* I suppose finding a good heart right off the bat was a little bit of wishful thinking. All there is to do now is get more. Oh well, no matter. It is only a matter of time before I find one of use, but until then, they all go to making Kingdom Hearts once more."

[onnix]

Onnix stepped through a portal and into the room with Roxas. "This place sure is cozy," she said sarcastically. A sigh escaped her lips as she strolled up to Roxas. "If I agree to join you, I don't suppose you could let me re-furnish the place? It reeks of Xemnas."

[Roxas]

"I see nothing wrong with that, just as long as it doen't change the general design. I've already prepared a room for you, though it is rather basic. A bed, lamp, dresser, closet, private bathroom, the necesities. Feel free to do what ever you wish there." Roxas walked to a nearby desk and opened a drawer. He reaches inside and tosses something to Onnix knowing that she would easily catch it. What he tossed was a badge in the shape of the Nobody crest with the Roman numeral III on it.

"That badge shows that you are an official member of the new Organization." He walks toward her and offers his hand for a handshake. "Welcome to the Heart of Nothing, Onnix."

[onnix]

She shook his hand in response, but shook her head while looking at the badge. "So, Roxas, where exactly do you expect me to pin this?"

[Roxas]

"I'm afraid it's more like a police badge than a pin. You'll just have to keep it your pocket. Now, if you will follow me I'll show you to your quarters."

[onnix]

"Pocket... riiight," Onnix said in a muffled tone as she tucked the badge away in her boot. She then began following Roxas out of the room to her new place, though she wasn't quite sure she wanted to live there full time. The whole dormitory idea seemed rather juvenile. She needed her privacy-- especially when she planned on inviting Sephiroth over.

[Roxas]

Roxas led her to the entrance to her room and placed his hand upon a panel next to the door. The panel scans his hand and the door slides open.

"I managed to make that from some blueprints Vexen left over. You can set who you allow to enter from the inside. As I said, It's rather basic. I hope you enjoy it. There are no limits to what you can or can't do to your new room. I have also left an Organization cloak in the closet. Wearing it is entirely your choice; it is no longer required, though it is recommended if you wish to keep your identity secret while out."

[onnix]

"Hmm, a secret identity. But Roxas, don't you know that's what these are for?" Onnix produced a large pair of jet black sunglasses and put them on her face. The shades were large enough to obscure her eyes, brow, and cheekbones, but the size was ridiculous and overpowered her face. She looked more insect than human with them on. Onnix laughed heartily and put the sunglasses away on her new bedside table.

"Thanks for the security. Now I didn't think of moving here, so I still need to pack and bring my belongings here. Or at least those important to the location of my other," Onnix bowed slightly to Roxas in gratitude then turned to take in the dimensions of the room and examine its possibilities.

The room was a small bedroom with a metal frame bed, and ornate built in bookcases flanking a wardrobe closet. The bedside tables matched the metal bed perfectly and symmetrically-- one could tell a man had decorated. There were two windows on the far wall next to the bed that let in the eery, golden glow from outside. There were a few empty shelves and a small desk situated around an unassuming woven rug. There were no curtains or wall decorations, and the draperies had long been removed. The room dimensions were plain-- a box-- and left room for improvement but not much potential for creativity. Onnix had her work cut out for her, but she welcomed the chance for personalization. It could be nice, and much less cluttered than her current work space.

[axel]

Axel gave a wild cackle as he flew across the floor straddling a floor buffer. His badge from a chain on his neck as he made his rounds.

[Roxas]

As Axel passes by Roxas, Roxas grabs him by the back of his collar. The front of Axel's collar gets caught on his neck forcing him to stay where he is and making him let go of the floor buffer. The floor buffer runs wild and crashes into a wall.

"If you're going to act like a ninny do it in your own quarters. We'll leave you to do what you wish to your new room now, Onnix." Somehow the blonde runt manages to drag Axel by the collar out of the room as he scolds the pyro-manic for disrespecting the equipment, others' personal space, and what-not.

[axel]

"I was cleanin' the floor! You're th one that put a hole in the wall you pint-sized tyrant sonofabitch!!!"

[onnix]

Onnix put her arms out against Axel's chest to yield him. "Now calm down, I don't want to call the police for domestic violence. Both of you apologize, and don't make a habit of this. I don't enjoy playing mother."

[axel]

"Man F-HEY! It's not gonan be domestic it's gonna be child abuse!"

[onnix]

"AXEL WAYNE MEYER, BACK OFF!" Onnix yelled in his face. She didn't want this to turn ugly. This sort of self-centered, perpetual bar brawl was what she hated about the original organization.

[axel]

He stepped back,twitching at the sound of his full name. "Yea..well..half-pint ain't worth it.." He pushed away from her,turning on his heel,bravado failing.