towerofanimus | [001] intro post; open!

Characters: Axel and anyooooooneeee /ghost noises
Setting: Dorm room hallways.
Format: Whatever you want!
Summary: Axel's just ditched his dorm room and is ~~trying to look like he knows where he's going~~ wandering around the hallways, looking for some info.
Warnings: Possible mild cursing?

Confusion and panic tend to go hand in hand, but Axel's not going to let that be the case for him.

After stuffing the letters he'd found in one pocket of his cloak, Axel had been quick to get out of the room he'd woken up in. He'd taken note of the number on the door on his way out, so that he could be sure of where he needed to head back to- afterall, that trunk seemed to have his stuff in it, among a few other things- and then gotten to searching up and down the halls for a familiar face, or better yet, someone who looked like they were in a position of authority.

And that's where he still is now, getting increasingly impatient and frustrated with himself for not actually knowing what the hell else to do.

Still, no need to stress. There had to be someone around with enough of a brain to answer his questions.

Just a matter of finding them.

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Ven was tired. Which was weird because he was pretty sure he had been sleeping normally. The point was, he was yawning, and walking around the dorm hallways with his hands in his pockets, looking a bit worse for wear and not his usually derpy happy self. Which wasn't to say he was sad he was just, well. Kind of tired.

Not tired enough to not notice the blazing red head of hair down the hallway. It stood out pretty well. But apparently tired enough to not recognize who it was at first glance. It didn't help that it had been oh, about ten years. "Whoah. Cool hair." Your brains are in another skull, sadly.

Axel barely takes notice of Ven, too distracted by his search to stop and actually get a good look at the kid- foolish, really, when he was looking for help. It's with the tinest tinge of annoyance in voice that Axel half turns to acknowledge him.

"What? Oh, th--"

Two Roxas'?!

No, that was crazy talk. He'd already seen Roxas- and besides, Axel kind of just felt like this wasn't him. Something wasn't quite right. So then, what the heck?

A tiny part of his brain is working fruitlessly to try and tell Axel that there's reason behind the apparent madnes- but it's pretty hopeless. Not seeing a person for ten years will do that.

"...Hey, kid. Who are you?" Just, yanno. Just wondering. A lot.

Ven looked at the redhead curiously for a moment when he cut himself off. What was that all about?

Come to think, he couldn't help but feel he had seen this guy before. Or, someone like him. He looked kind of like Lea, only taller and with more hair, and wearing a black cloak. Did Lea have a brother maybe?

"I'm Ventus." He offered with a smile. "But everyone calls me Ven. Nice to meet you."

[001] intro post; open!

Man I wrote that contract

Best contract writer ever. 1/3 and thus I abuse the icon chain

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The peanut addendum was my idea BD