Marluxia wasn't overly fond of the library, if he was honest. It wasn't just that it was usually inhabited by Aizen, at least one of his minions, and L, it was also the fact that it smelled of dead paper and dry air. Marluxia preferred living scents, not the aroma of long dead trees, thinly sliced and dried out.
The scent of his coffee overpowered that, right now, but it couldn't overpower the sense of Zexion, Aizen, and Ulquiorra in the air, the three most prominent signatures in the room, with L lingering behind if one knew to pick it out. Vexen's presence had disturbed the balance in the room. It felt as if it had been invaded.
"It didn't take you long to find the research materials," Marluxia said, his voice low, and smooth, and his tone nearly friendly. "How were your new accommodations?" He asked, walking deeper in to the library until he could spy Vexen around the bookshelves.
Then he stopped, maintaining a respectful distance from both Vexen, and the books. Even Marluxia knew better than to carry a drink too close to these.
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Date: 2015-07-09 04:11 pm (UTC)The scent of his coffee overpowered that, right now, but it couldn't overpower the sense of Zexion, Aizen, and Ulquiorra in the air, the three most prominent signatures in the room, with L lingering behind if one knew to pick it out. Vexen's presence had disturbed the balance in the room. It felt as if it had been invaded.
"It didn't take you long to find the research materials," Marluxia said, his voice low, and smooth, and his tone nearly friendly. "How were your new accommodations?" He asked, walking deeper in to the library until he could spy Vexen around the bookshelves.
Then he stopped, maintaining a respectful distance from both Vexen, and the books. Even Marluxia knew better than to carry a drink too close to these.