towerofanimus | 001 || Open

Characters: Axel and YOU
Setting: Room 1-18, Dormitories
Format: I'm doing prose, but whatever you do, I'll match~
Summary: After waking up with a ridiculous outfit on, a tee'd off Axel teleports around for some exploring. Not with a ridiculous outfit on, though. That would be silly.
Warnings: Nada for now

Please don't hold back on me, Axel. Promise.

He awoke with a start and for what felt like forever stared at the ceiling, unable to move or say a word. Last he remembered, he was at Twilight Town and last he remembered Xion had been with him. Not one of their usual meetings, mind, and not one he would have chosen out of his own volition. So where had that gone? Their voices, the fire burning at his fingertips-- All of that hadn't been a dream, had it? Thinking it, Axel finally shifted on his bed and swung his legs over the edge to sit up. This wasn't Twilight Town, this wasn't Never Was or any other World he could think of, that was for sure.

Deciding it would be best to investigate, Axel stood and approached the chest at the foot of his bed. His Organization coat, some regenerative potions... and some letters out of all things. Head tilted, he picked up the first one then ripped it open to read. Well. That certainly hadn't been the most pleasant letter he'd ever received and he didn't even believe it. Still. The smallest bit of unease started to settle in his gut upon thinking about the possibility of his World being truly destroyed. If that was the case, which one would it be? And why?

But more importantly... what about his friends?

With a sharp scoff, Axel pocketed the letter along with a couple of potions before he stood to head for the door and out into the hallway, footsteps quick and body tense. Regardless of some crummy letter or what had really happened to their World, regardless of how things had turned out between the three of them in the end... he wanted to find Roxas and Xion.

He wanted to be at ease.

((OOC: Feel free to notice/bump into one hotheaded redhead tromping through the tower!))

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[Oh, ow-- damn it, this keeps happening to him. The book doesn't fall to the ground this time, thankfully, but the impact does force him to take a few steps backwards and steady himself.] Sorry about that--

[It's only after he actually looks up does he see who he's just run into, and he pauses mid-sentence. ... This is potentially awkward.] I should watch where I'm going.

[Or start using Corridors more often to get to places.]

[... Ok. That coat looks awfully familiar, if he does say so himself.

After there's enough distance between them for things to be less awkward, Axel gives the other a once over before realizing he doesn't recognize the voice or the scent for that matter. At least... he doesn't think he recognizes the scent.]

You're wearing an Organization coat.

[Might as well start by pointing out the obvious.]

[That? Was a cringe. A small one, but it was there.] So are you.

[Very quick to point out the obvious, these two. He sighs and hangs his head slightly] I'm not with them anymore, in case you were wondering.

[Doesn't solve the question of who he is but at least he's not an enemy.]

[Axel gives the cloaked man a scrutinizing look. He swears this one is familiar in some way, but he's having a hard time pinpointing it. His guard stays up just in case...]

I would know if you were with them to begin with.

[After a beat,]

Who are you?

[Strangely enough, he only shrugs.] Maybe in some universes.

[He isn't lying, but that statement can be taken in a few different ways. In answer to the question, he just sighs and lowers his hood.] My name is Terra.

[Universes? More talk about that sort of thing. It's a concept he'll have to get used to if he's really going to be stuck here for a while.

Axel narrows his eyes at the other-]

[- then widens his eyes a touch when he sees Terra's face. It looks familiar, but he can't imagine why it would be. He's never met him before.]

... Terra.

[he repeats as if saying it will wake up a memory. When it doesn't Axel shakes his head.]

What did you mean by "some universes"?

[He sees the hints of recognition mixed in with the surprise on Axel's face, but isn't keen on clarifying why he would look familiar.

This isn't the first time that he's glad for Xehanort's, and then Xemnas's differing coloring.] You've probably noticed it by now; sometimes, people arrive from a similar world or set of worlds and remember things a little differently. They can be from your past, your future... or in some cases, from a set of worlds where things just... happened differently.

[Which was an understatement, but it got the point across.] Stranger still, some of us have another version of ourselves here in the tower with us.

[And no, he's not talking about Replicas.]

[Axel listens closely... then glances away. It's not that the concept is hard to believe. It's just that can't imagine his World being anything else with different happenings, different turns of events- It's not natural.

After a beat he looks like he's about to speak again, about to ask more about the subject, but Axel stops himself quickly when he remembers what he'd been trying to do in the first place. Xion. He has to find her, whether she's exactly who he remembers or not.

Having seen Terra with the Organization coat on, however, and receiving odd and uncanny vibes from him at that, Axel's uncertain if he can trust asking him about his friend's whereabouts.]

So there are others wearing coats like us?

001 || Open

You watch where you're going, he's reading here!

Who reads while they're walking?

Plenty of people.

Plenty of weird people, is what.

But everyone's weird.

But not all weird people read while walking. B[ Also 1/2

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