Axel; Ⅷ; The Flurry of Dancing Flames (
got_it_memorized) wrote in
towerofanimus2012-03-11 10:53 pm
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[OPEN] am i in heaven here or am i in hell?
Characters: Axel and anybody who wants to run into him.
Setting: Anywhere from top-floor dormitories to... idk, wherever we go.
Format: i default to prose but if you prefer action that's okay too.
Summary: Axel wakes up in a hideous unitard and thinks he's gone to Hell. here's a little context.
Warnings: nothing yet? dsjhfskdfl i hate intro posts i'm so bad at them halp.
His opinion of this place improved exponentially when he discovered the trunk at the foot of the bed that contained clothing he was a bit more accustomed to. After making sure he was alone in the room and peeling the ridiculous white monstrosity off, he quickly fumbled into his usual getup and found himself ten times less disconcerted. Adjusting the zipper on the front of his coat, Axel peered around the room with a frown. Dorms? Hell had dorms? Where in all the worlds was he? Well, at least whoever else was supposed to be bunking with him wasn't around to see his moment of panic. He never would have lived that down.
He took a moment to summon his chakrams, just to make sure they were still there. Thankfully, they heeded his call and he breathed a bit easier. Maybe this wouldn't be so difficult after all. Maybe this wasn't Hell--he was pretty sure Hell wouldn't do him the courtesy of providing wardrobe and weapons. Wherever he'd been sent by Saïx's last attack, if Saïx thought he'd be rid of him that easily he had another thing coming. Old friend or not, Axel was inclined to go give him a piece of his mind.
Well, maybe better to figure out where he was, first. Using portals when one didn't know where one was didn't sound like a good idea. Best to at least have a grasp of Point A before attempting to find Point B. Dismissing his weapons (he could call them back at the drop of a hat, after all), Axel turned and moved toward the door, carefully opening it to peer out into the hallway. There didn't seem to be anyone in the immediate vicinity, so he supposed it was safe to venture out. His guard up, his eyes alert, Axel stepped out into the corridor, closing the door behind him, his senses keen to all the new sights and sounds around him. First unitards, then dormitory beds... there really was no telling what sorts of things this place would throw at him next.
Setting: Anywhere from top-floor dormitories to... idk, wherever we go.
Format: i default to prose but if you prefer action that's okay too.
Summary: Axel wakes up in a hideous unitard and thinks he's gone to Hell. here's a little context.
Warnings: nothing yet? dsjhfskdfl i hate intro posts i'm so bad at them halp.
His opinion of this place improved exponentially when he discovered the trunk at the foot of the bed that contained clothing he was a bit more accustomed to. After making sure he was alone in the room and peeling the ridiculous white monstrosity off, he quickly fumbled into his usual getup and found himself ten times less disconcerted. Adjusting the zipper on the front of his coat, Axel peered around the room with a frown. Dorms? Hell had dorms? Where in all the worlds was he? Well, at least whoever else was supposed to be bunking with him wasn't around to see his moment of panic. He never would have lived that down.
He took a moment to summon his chakrams, just to make sure they were still there. Thankfully, they heeded his call and he breathed a bit easier. Maybe this wouldn't be so difficult after all. Maybe this wasn't Hell--he was pretty sure Hell wouldn't do him the courtesy of providing wardrobe and weapons. Wherever he'd been sent by Saïx's last attack, if Saïx thought he'd be rid of him that easily he had another thing coming. Old friend or not, Axel was inclined to go give him a piece of his mind.
Well, maybe better to figure out where he was, first. Using portals when one didn't know where one was didn't sound like a good idea. Best to at least have a grasp of Point A before attempting to find Point B. Dismissing his weapons (he could call them back at the drop of a hat, after all), Axel turned and moved toward the door, carefully opening it to peer out into the hallway. There didn't seem to be anyone in the immediate vicinity, so he supposed it was safe to venture out. His guard up, his eyes alert, Axel stepped out into the corridor, closing the door behind him, his senses keen to all the new sights and sounds around him. First unitards, then dormitory beds... there really was no telling what sorts of things this place would throw at him next.

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[ she notices the gesture and calms down a bit ]
I'm looking for my big brother, I can't find him.
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Mm, well, you're the first person I've seen, so I don't think I can help you with that. Did you just wake up in a dorm room in a fashion disaster too or did I lose a bet I didn't realize I'd made?
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[ she frowns ]
Not sure how though.
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Were you alone? Have you seen anyone else?
[He's already looking for patterns, searching for dots to connect. Recon. You can take the Nobody out of the Organization, it seems, but you can't take the Organization out of the Nobody.]
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[ she sounds annoyed ]
Weren't you listening?
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[Snippy thing, this girl. Doesn't she want to know what's going on, too?]
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[ frown ]
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[He pauses a moment, a hand on his chin, then glances at her again. She was kind of surly, but she didn't seem dangerous.]
Well, I ain't seen anybody else either. What's your brother look like? [Maybe they can both look; it's still recon, and it's not like he's got anything else to look for specifically.]
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[ she sighs ]
He's very handsome, his smile is unique and good looking.
[ and then she's just gonna explain all sorts of small details about russia that only she'd notice... ]
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Handsome, good looking, nice smile... [A small cough.] All right, I guess that... narrows it down. All the ugly frowning people are out.
LMAO I LAUGHED....
What's your name?
JUST AS PLANNED
Axel. [He's not sure he wants to ask if she's got it memorized--he's not sure he wants her to have it memorized. The last surly grumpy single-minded friend he had tried to kill him, and if this place is actually Hell he succeeded. Axel thinks he'll stick to oblivious inexplicably good-hearted occasionally zombielike paradoxes like Roxas. At least he could usually tell what Roxas was thinking.] ... You?
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[ she was thinking twice about giving him her name, but he offered to help her find big brother... ]
Axel is a weird name.
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And here I was gonna say 'Belarus' is kind of a pretty name. [He shakes his head then.] There's kind of a long story that goes with the name, as it were, but I guess I'll save that for some other time.
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[ she blinks ]
We have no time for stories.
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[A soft sigh--this girl really needs to learn to relax a little--and he puts his hands on his hips.] Well if you're in such a hurry then by all means, lead the way. [He supposed he could be arsed to help her look for her brother; he was scoping out the area anyway.]
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[ and she did, leading the way down the hall ]
I was in a weird room earlier.
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A weird room? I thought you said you were in a dorm. [Not that that isn't a bit odd, but he wouldn't exactly have called the room itself weird.]
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[ she keeps walking ]
When I walked inside the room, it was sunny and there were flowers.
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There were a few other people there as well, annoying ones.
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What sort of other people? People like us, who were brought here, or people who like... lived here all along? [Were there natives?]