Happy families? Yeah, right. Why should they want to play that? They'd ended up on a new world, for a fresh start, and here they were again, unwillingly part of the Organization, right when they had a chance to start anew. That had worked out for them so well the first time, right?
He didn't believe that Xigbar had everything in hand. He couldn't quite work out why he wanted to keep them close instead of letting them disappear and get out of his hair, especially since they had relatively innocent lives aside from the Order, but whatever reason it was, he figured it more important than keeping an eye on the members that he didn't think wanted to leave.
Luxord had gone. He didn't have any enmity with them, but he'd gone. He lived well away, with new people and enjoyed his new life, from what he'd heard. He barely bothered to report back, having found a life where gambling and potentially a bit of sneaky piracy was par for the course. Zexion had walked out, apparently kidnapped by the opposition, though he could just as easily have joined them willingly, in Lea's opinion. He hated Saix enough for that. It was possible that Vexen had done the same, too.
Lexaeus, to Lea's eyes, was looking for a way out. He didn't want to be there without Zexion. He was willing to go out and look for Vexen, by himself, with no notion of where to start and if that didn't scream 'get me out of here' he didn't know what did. Xaldin didn't have anything else to do, but he was half sure it would be a matter of time before he joined up with another group and Demyx... well. He liked an easy life.
But here was Xigbar, proclaiming that keeping an eye on them was more important. Vexen and Zexion had more than enough reason to leave, for good, and most of that reason was Xigbar insisting on keeping traitors around at the expense of the opinions and feelings of those he thought were loyal.
Lea thought that he vastly overestimated the loyalty of numbers three through six. He didn't think they'd be back. If Vexen was as smart as he thought he was, he'd sought out Zexion. If he was half as smart, he'd disappeared in some alternative fashion, quietly and away from the places that Xigbar would check first. It was possible he'd just forgotten to check in, but he doubted it.
He doubted it very much.
It was just unfortunate, at least for Saix, that Vexen had chosen to do this when Marluxia was on the prowl, potentially looking for him. Maybe he'd disappeared because of that, who knew? They sure didn't, because Xigbar was so busy making sure his hands were in the right place that he'd not noticed his ass falling off.
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Date: 2016-06-20 07:40 pm (UTC)Happy families? Yeah, right. Why should they want to play that? They'd ended up on a new world, for a fresh start, and here they were again, unwillingly part of the Organization, right when they had a chance to start anew. That had worked out for them so well the first time, right?
He didn't believe that Xigbar had everything in hand. He couldn't quite work out why he wanted to keep them close instead of letting them disappear and get out of his hair, especially since they had relatively innocent lives aside from the Order, but whatever reason it was, he figured it more important than keeping an eye on the members that he didn't think wanted to leave.
Luxord had gone. He didn't have any enmity with them, but he'd gone. He lived well away, with new people and enjoyed his new life, from what he'd heard. He barely bothered to report back, having found a life where gambling and potentially a bit of sneaky piracy was par for the course. Zexion had walked out, apparently kidnapped by the opposition, though he could just as easily have joined them willingly, in Lea's opinion. He hated Saix enough for that. It was possible that Vexen had done the same, too.
Lexaeus, to Lea's eyes, was looking for a way out. He didn't want to be there without Zexion. He was willing to go out and look for Vexen, by himself, with no notion of where to start and if that didn't scream 'get me out of here' he didn't know what did. Xaldin didn't have anything else to do, but he was half sure it would be a matter of time before he joined up with another group and Demyx... well. He liked an easy life.
But here was Xigbar, proclaiming that keeping an eye on them was more important. Vexen and Zexion had more than enough reason to leave, for good, and most of that reason was Xigbar insisting on keeping traitors around at the expense of the opinions and feelings of those he thought were loyal.
Lea thought that he vastly overestimated the loyalty of numbers three through six. He didn't think they'd be back. If Vexen was as smart as he thought he was, he'd sought out Zexion. If he was half as smart, he'd disappeared in some alternative fashion, quietly and away from the places that Xigbar would check first. It was possible he'd just forgotten to check in, but he doubted it.
He doubted it very much.
It was just unfortunate, at least for Saix, that Vexen had chosen to do this when Marluxia was on the prowl, potentially looking for him. Maybe he'd disappeared because of that, who knew? They sure didn't, because Xigbar was so busy making sure his hands were in the right place that he'd not noticed his ass falling off.