harmitwithspark | Note to Marluxia

Larxene hissed slightly as one of her girls brought Marluxia's latest gift to her. She hadn't wanted to step into her rooms to surprises anymore. With a Ninja on watch, at least she could pretend her space was private.

Error? Mistakes?

Maybe she should have pushed Xaldin harder...

But no. It would not have been wise, or healthy, to do so. And while her teacher could have so much faith in her ability to corner even the higher ups? She knew better. Her limits were something she had clearly outlined long ago. Savage she most certainly could be...but not stupid.

She tucked the flower into a button hole of her jacket as she quickly jotted out a response.

Marluxia,

Forgive me my limits, I am still recovering from the questioning.

Mentally at least. The questions had been...scarring.

For the near future, given the reactions, I will stay with general research through the various libraries.

XII

Marluxia wouldn't be pleased with the slow progress such careful research wrought, not at all. And the consequences her impertinence earned would no doubt be immediate. In light of that she had a Dusk deliver her note, and the Ninjas...her girls were sent far and wide, to count and label worlds just being connected.

Her girls were far away when the Dusk returned, a small bouquet of purple and white bound in ribbon in it's hands. It would have been an innocent, and touching, outside of Nobodies. In the World That Never Was though, the Dusk bore thorn marks and the ribbon was blood red.

Well...she'd expected as much. She wouldn't linger over her 'healing'. She wouldn't linger long at all.