Things have calmed down a lot since Arl- I mean- Larxene has settled in. She was so scary when she was dragged in here... I hope Xaldin didn't mind me hiding behind him. I don't think he did, because he has sat with me in the Common Room ever since. It's funny to watch him sit at such a small table with me. He looks like a giant. I know why he stays. He thinks I'm interesting. He likes how quiet I am. And more than that, he trusts me.
Right now, there are two more people at the table with us. Larxene is here, getting very excited over the talk of escape. Sitting next to her is a spiffy man with a shiny cane. We call him Luxord. Every now and again, he elbows her and tells her to quiet down. Which is good since she is being way too loud. I pretend not to listen, and Xaldin nods every so often depending on what they say.
"Short circuiting the cameras will only get you so far, love. You really must try to be quieter. This isn't exactly talking about the weather." Luxord mutters as he studies his cane.
"I know that! And call me love one more time and I'll cut your tongue out." Larxene hisses.
"The both of you, stay on task. We can't sit here all night." Xaldin cuts in.
"Agreed. We will have to act on this plan soon, or else we might not have the chance. Time is of the essence."
Grabbing some more glue that Vexen gave me along with a wad of construction paper to keep me occupied, I begin gluing the corners to the small necklace I am making. I learned how to make a locket from a craft book that I finished the other day.
"Time... That's it! Luxord, do you think you can freeze time tomorrow? Long enough for Xaldin and I to open the elevator doors?" Larxene squeaks, catching herself from talking at full register again.
The man snickers, "Can I? Of course I can. That all depends on how quickly you can get them open. You know how they work I presume?"
There's a long silence now. I finish attaching a long string to my creation, and I tie a nice neat knot at the end. What did she look like... Taking a deep breath I close my eyes, focusing my thoughts on one person. It takes me a few seconds, the memory of her is fading fast from this person's mind, but once I have a clear picture I scramble for a piece of white paper. The three adults are startled by my sudden movement, but soon go back to talking.
"I can tamper with the circuits of the elevator to pry it open just a little bit. Xaldin can open it the rest of the way, and once we get inside, I'll make sure it gets us out of here. Without a keycard though, getting to the right floor might take me some time..."
At this the two men nod. Xaldin folds his arms across his chest before speaking, "I will try my best. If worse comes to worse, you will take Zexion with you and leave without me. Once you get outside, you make sure the air pipes are clear, and I will soon follow."
Knowing their meeting is shortly coming to an end, I begin to feverishly sketch the picture in my mind with the black pen I have in my hand. Drawing as fast as I can, I project what I see in my mind directly onto the paper. Shielding the photo from the others, I pick it up and place it inside my makeshift locket.
"Well if that's it, then I'm gonna go and get some rest. It's going to take a lot to move an elevator god knows how many floors tomorrow." Larxene says standing up.
"Wait!"
Trying my best to stay strong despite the look of disgust she is giving me, I stand up and walk over to her. Holding the locket carefully in the palm of my hand, with my other hand cupping it on top, to hide it from Luxord and Xaldin. I stand on tiptoe, signaling to Larxene that I must whisper something to her.
Once she bends down to me I whisper, "I need you to deliver this to someone. You're the only one who can do it. ….Please."
She rolls her eyes and sighs, "Alright alright, what is it, and who's it for?"
I grab her hand and pass the locket over to her gently. I hesitate before whispering in her ear again. My voice shaking, I manage, "Please give this to Xigbar, it's very important."
She stands up, sneering. Disregarding the secrecy, she hangs the locket by the string, holding it out in front of her like it's diseased. "Deliver this piece of trash, to an even bigger piece of trash? Think again."
"B-but.."
Glaring at her, Xaldin says sternly. "I know not what the purpose of that trinket is. But trust the boy. He knows more than anyone in here. If he says it is important to deliver, you will do so."
Twelve looks back to me. "I take it that I can't kill him after I deliver it either."
I shake my head violently.
Larxene makes an angry huffing sound before finally agreeing. "Fine. Whatever. I'll deliver this little doodad, and then go to sleep. Rest up, ladies, we have a big day tomorrow." She says this as she walks off twirling the locket by the string. Thankfully, I followed the directions to the tee, or else it would never even reach its destination in her hands...