towerofanimus | 001 [OPEN]

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001 [OPEN]

Characters: Axel; [OPEN]
Setting: Dormitory, fourth level OR First floor
Format: Either prose or action brackets is fine.
Summary: Axel wakes up and does some exploring.
Warnings: None.

Axel, having woken up in a strange place less than a minute before, can feel himself regaining mobility of his body. He sits up on the bed he's in and takes a look around the room. Four beds, he notices; one in each corner, with a nightstand beside each one and a trunk at the foot. He raises an eyebrow at the sparse decoration of the room - aside from the beds and trunks, there seems to only be a single light source. Not too big on interior decorating, he muses. But then he realizes he doesn't have a clue where he is. Is this what happens when you die? After all, he'd certainly been going down that route when he saved Sora...

He moves to the end of the bed and opens up the trunk sitting there. There are only a few things inside - his Organization cloak, shoes, gloves and pants, from what he can tell. He looks down at himself, taking note of the white jumpsuit, and quickly changes clothes, enjoying the familiarity of his black cloak. Then he notices something else -- in the bottom of his trunk is a popsicle stick. Is that...? He picks it up, turning it over to see the word WINNER written on it. Thought so. He tucks it away into a pocket of his cloak for safe-keeping.

It's only then that he notices the two pieces of paper on his nightstand. Moving over, he picks up the first one. "Your world has been destroyed. I saved you. Let's all be happy here." There's no signature or anything else written on it that Axel can find.

"Destroyed?" he mumbles to himself. "Not possible. Sora was supposed to stop Xemnas... what?" There's a definite feeling of dread settling inside his chest at the thought that he has no home to go back to from wherever he is now. He crumples the letter up and tosses it aside. He'll deal with that later.

The second piece of paper seems to be information about where he is now - at least in the loosest sense of the word. Apparently he's expected to sleep in this room at night, and he can find food in the first floor cafeteria. It also explains something about a Network. Thinking it might be useful later, he folds this letter up and sticks it in another pocket.

Might as well go find my way around this place and figure out what the hell is going on, he decides.

Remembering that he can find food on the first floor, Axel decides to go check out the dining area and see what kind of food he can find there. He remembers the letter mentioned something about oatmeal, but he's not really interested in that.

Opening a corridor of Darkness from where he's standing, he uses it for a quick route to the first floor without having to take who-knows-how-many flights of stairs.

He steps through the other end of the corridor of Darkness and finds himself in the kitchen on the first floor.

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Two days and he still can't get used to this place.

He's tried and tried but no matter how much he tries to reason out and explain what's happened to him Roxas can't think of any plausible explanation that rules out what the notes have told him. The tower's dangerous is a way he's never encountered before. More than a few times he's had some close calls....and ultimately he chooses not to venture much further than the dorms. There's the occasional trip to the kitchens (after realizing he wouldn't be able to eat anything until he'd eaten oatmeal, just like the note said) but for the most part he just sort of...wanders.

The one room he's found himself able to get to without much trouble is the 38th--at least nothing there is out to get him every time his back is turned and he's granted a fair view of...well, fog mostly. But it's better than seeing nothing but stone walls, and it's from a short visit to that area that he's now making his way back into the dorms from. He'll turn a corner towards where 4-10 ought to be...

...And nearly runs into the redhead while trying to enter the wrong dorm room, apparently. "--Oh. Sorry..."

The half-elf will step back quickly to make room for the red head, avoiding eye contact.

Axel's walking through the hallway, wondering if there's any way out of this place, when suddenly someone very nearly runs right into him. "Hey, watch where you're g-" he starts to say, but suddenly notices some very familiar blonde hair.

"Roxas!?" he all but shouts. Roxas was the last person he expected to see here, what with him being part of Sora again. "What are you doing here? How did you get here?" This is impossible!

Axel receives a bit of a stare for his outburst, and for a second Roxas is quiet. This guy has red hair--it's the first time he's seen that on a person. That alone's pretty surprising, but then he says the blonde's name and any sort of understanding just goes out the window.

"I...that's...--the note." That's how? Apparently anyway--he's not 100% sure either. And then,

"Do I know you?"

Edited 2012-09-04 21:25 (UTC)

The note? That doesn't really explain how Roxas is here. It should be Sora.

This isn't the first time Axel's seen that blank stare on Roxas' face. He sighs. "Did you bump your head on something? Lose your memory again? I'm Axel. You know: your best friend? Ringing any bells?" He really, really hopes this is some weird joke Roxas is playing on him. He's already been through this once before...

It doesn't ring anything--there's no hidden memory to prompt, no forgotten instances to bring to the forefront of his mind, and after a moment Roxas hedges back a ha;f-step and shakes his head.

"Um...sorry, but I don't really know any humans. Or anyone named Axel--you've got the wrong person."

He doesn't know any humans? Axel stares at him for a moment, but Roxas doesn't seem to be lying to him. So either Roxas really has gone and lost his memory again, or he's telling the truth --- but if that's the case, then how? This doesn't make any sense.

Remembering his earlier attempts to help Roxas regain his memories, and how that didn't really work so well in the end, Axel decides to try a different route. He'll play along, at least for now. Pretend like they've never met. And maybe eventually he can get through to his friend.

"Sorry, my mistake. I'm Axel."

"It's alright... Um. I guess you know my name." Which doesn't make this any less odd or eerie. He'll give at least a short nod of his head to the taller male since shaking hands isn't really a custom where he comes from. "Nice to meet you."

First impression? This guy's a little odd. But then again so is everything inside this tower. It's possible he's just as disoriented as Roxas is.

"Nice to meet you, too," he answers, trying to appear as non-threatening and normal as possible. After all, how else is he going to get his friend to trust him when the boy can't even remember him?

Then again, he can't quite put his finger on what, but something about Roxas seems different, and it's not just the blank stare.

"Have you been here long?" he asks, trying to think of something to talk about. Something fairly neutral.

"...Just a few days." But that admission alone is enough to dampen his mood and what animation Roxas had to his expression fades to something more solemn. He hasn't yet found one thing he likes about the Tower yet--he wants open space, plants, trees. Something other than stone walls and a dorm floor setting; they're pretty much the only safe areas he's found, and only if it isn't night out.

[V/V's room is floor two, so naturally she has to pass through floor four to get from there to wherever she's going. Whenever she passes by a person, she nods and says-]

Hello there. How are you doing?

[It's what normal people do, right?]

Axel stops in his wanderings when someone addresses him. He glances over to see a young girl with long blonde hair and... wings? He blinks, then brushes that off. He's seen weirder, right?

He grins at her. "I'm alright. And you, miss? How are you doing?" After all, it's only polite to return the question.

"I'm doing okay today. Kind of hungry, though. The cafeteria food isn't very good, don't you think?" she asked, fluttering a little.

Axel shrugs at her question. "Wouldn't know. I just got here." He pauses. "Is it really that bad?"

"Nutrition bars and water," she explains. "It had actual food before."

"Nutrition bars and water?" he echoes. That sounds awful. Why would he want to eat nutrition bars? Who would want to eat those?

"Why the change in food?" If it can even be called food.

"I'm not sure - I've heard that we have a different person in charge this month." She crosses her arms. "But maybe it'll only last a month and then we can have real food again."

A whole month of nutritional bars? Yuck. He's definitely not looking forward to that. "Maybe whoever is in charge this month will get fired for their terrible choice."

"That would be nice, but I don't think it's going to happen..."

She pauses, then giggles, a bit sheepish. "I forgot. My name's V/V, it's nice to meet you."

V/V? Odd name. "Nice to meet you, V/V. I'm Axel."

He grins at her and says, "Well, if they're not fired, we can always just... dispose of them." He's joking, of course. Even if it isn't a very funny joke. Too much time spent manipulating people.

She gets that a lot.

"Nice to meet you, Axel. I think people have been trying to do that, but they're not getting anywhere." Even if she'd rather nobody be killed, she understands why people would want to.

"Hey-- I wouldn't really dispose of them," he replies quickly. "I mean, not unless I have to." He's had enough killing for awhile. "It was just a joke." He's curious as to why other people have been trying to get rid of whoever's in charge of the food around here, though. Surely there's more to it than just a boring meal plan.

She perks up immediately at that.

"Oh, good, I don't want anyone to have to die even if they're mean to us."

Want to see and hear something really creepy Axel?

It's called a Reno, and he's currently slapping handwritten advertisements for the reopening of Seregi's II on the wall and humming idly.

"Y--oh?" His greeting fell flat at the sight of Axel, he'd caught the red out of the corner of his eye and thought it was Sparky.

Axel sees a redhead putting up some sort of advertisement, and at first, he thinks nothing of it, intent to continue his wanderings. But then the other person speaks. Except it sounds like Axel's voice coming from someone else.

Axel pauses, then turns to stare at guy. He narrows his eyes in confusion. "Do I know you?" Red hair. Sounds like him. What in the world is going on here?

No, you sound like him Axel. He's older and has been here longer.

"...I fuckin' hate this place." it's muttered, and he more sighs than anything at his voice coming from someone else. "You might, might not. This place is wierd like that. Name's Reno, and no. I really don't know why you look like me unless you're some alternate reality son of mine or something. Which really wouldn't be a surprise at this point."

Xion is just staring at a plate of nutrional bars, making a face - less than a week and she was sick of this stuff already - when a flicker of darkness out of the corner of her eye catches her attention. She stiffens and straightens up, a little. She knows Xigbar is here, and Master Xehanort could use corridors too, if she remembered correctly, and of course there could be new arrivals...

Her worried train of thought screeches to a halt, however, when she sees the red hair. Red hair, and an Organization coat...

She's pushing herself to her feet and hurrying in his direction - as fast as her protesting ribs would allow - before she can really process what's happening.

"Axel!"

It's only several feet away that her brain catches up with her feet though, and she skids to a halt. He had disappeared from the Tower, she knew that. And now he was back. That meant... he might not remember. He didn't last time after all... And if he didn't remember... The relief flooding her quickly turns into worry.

"Axel?" she asks this time, her voice cautious.

Axel has barely stepped out of the corridor when he sees a girl starts coming toward him, calling him by name. She looks about Roxas' -- Sora's -- age, black hair and blue eyes. He's certain he's never seen her before, at least not that he can recall, but something seems vaguely familiar about her.

And, well, she seems to know him. Somehow.

He tries to keep the confusion off his face, but he's not sure he succeeds. "Hello there!" After a brief pause, he adds, "Do I know you from somewhere?"

Xion's face definitely falls. That's... about the same reaction she'd gotten last time. He doesn't remember being in the Tower before, and he doesn't remember her, which means he's also from after she returned to Sora. Or maybe before she even existed.

She looks down and away. Somehow this is so much harder than it'd been last time.

"I... yeah... sort of," she says, quietly, "Or... you did. It's... hard to explain."

Edited (TENSES GORSE) 2012-09-05 01:30 (UTC)

Axel watches her carefully at she answers him. She seems... disappointed? Sad? But why? He can't remember knowing this girl.

"Are you okay?" Okay, so it's kind of blunt, but he's a little off guard right now. He's not sure what to do about this situation.

[She smiles a little helpelessly.]

Yeah, I'm fine.

[No, she's not. And it's probably pretty obvious. But she doesn't want to dwell on that. Think about the fact that she's been forgotten again.]

Y-you just got here, right? I... I can help you, if you want. I've been here a while.

[Axel's not the only one in the kitchen, however. No, there appears to be another there. A boy who should look more than a little familiar. After all, how many silver-haired teens would wear such a goofy getup? It's Riku, all right, but younger than he oughta be.

Not to mention he's holding onto what looks like the Oathkeeper Keyblade as he peruses the kitchen... and sighs. Because, of course, there's nothing but nutrition bars.

It's only when he turns away from the counter that he catches onto Axel. The red hair, those marks under his eyes, and that coat... they're all fairly familiar to this Riku, so pardon him if he looks a little tense.]

You...

[Sadly, he doesn't have a name to go off of. The Axel in his world barely stuck around to begin with.]

Axel was just about to leave the kitchen area when he's stopped by someone. He looks at the person and sees... Riku, wasn't it?

"And you," he answers with a bit of a smirk. He doesn't know much about the kid in front of him, except that he has a Keyblade (in fact, has one on him right now - and that particular one is familiar. Hadn't Roxas been using it?), and that Sora was searching for him.

Edited (spelling fail) 2012-09-05 20:15 (UTC)

Didn't think they'd bring more Nobodies here.

[He places a hand on his hip, looking Axel up and down. Hmm...

Well, it's not like he knows much about him. Then there's the fact that people get drawn in from different universes all the time. While Riku's not about to dismiss his Keyblade just yet, it'd be stupid to jump to any conclusions. Especially when his knowledge of the Organization is limited outside of what he's seen with his Replica and XIII.

Riku sighs.]

Not that it really matters in a place like this.

[There's a grumpy-looking stranger in an all-too-familiar black coat leaning against a wall with his arms crossed over his chest, a half-full bottle of water in one hand and his eyes fixed on a still-wrapped ration bar lying on the table closest to him.

He seems to be half glaring at it, and half... contemplating something. And the contemplation half of his look?

It's the look of someone that isn't sure whether they want to set something on fire or not. Decisions, decisions...]

Edited 2012-09-06 01:14 (UTC)

Oh. It was another one.

Roxas didn't even visibly react at first to seeing that bright mop of hair anymore. Half of him was pretty surprised how disillusioned the tower had made him about such things, but the other half was at least nice enough to get up from the table he'd been sitting at, and approach him. Honestly, he looked more like he was exhausted, from the bags under his eyes, but this was sort of a responsibility of his now.

"Did you just arrive?" He wouldn't be surprised if he was wrong. He hadn't been really getting out and about much, lately.

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HERP. This got burried D:

Floor 1! Also I am sorry I tl;dr so much

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