when there's nothing left to burn

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[Some of you may recognize this Axel. He barely looks any older because he's only had that heart that's beating away contentedly in his chest for a few months, now. Despite the lack of advance in age, he appears more tired, more worn down, as if things were really starting to get to him. His face and neck is marred with a few faint scars here and there, and were the rest of his body not covered by that coat, there would probably be more. His expression is dull, only the faintest hint of surprise showing when he realizes he isn't where he thought he would be upon turning this corner in this hallway. Something was... Different, about this place.]

... Hm. Odd.

(ooc: foralostcause in fifteen years. damn you, chat, damn you and your bandwagons. Not the definite future, just a possibility. What happened? I'm not telling~)

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Oh god. Fine, I'll bite.

[lunalunasai.livejournal.com]

...

*horrible person*

[destati-13.livejournal.com]

[Someone didn't sleep too well last night, so needless to say, Roxas is very groggy. Rather than walking straight down the hallway, he's weaving a bit, too tired to put forth the effort of walking in a line; hell, the blonde is considering just leaning against the wall and walking like that. Once he gets some food, he'll probably be more awake.

Which is why when Roxas turned the corner of the hallway, he rammed into Axel's back. After a muffled "ow", he realized that what he had rammed into was not a wall, and scrambled back.]

Oh! Sorry... uh, I wasn't really paying attention to where I was going...

Oho~ I don't really know how things go with them... Hm. *makes stuff up :D*

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... [There's slight recognition in his expression, as well as some confusion.]

Seeing things again, are we? [Is he talking to himself?]



... Yo.

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[Axel gives a start at the feeling of something behind him and whips around, chakrams ready, expecting a Heartless to find--

...]

R-...

Roxas?

Haha. Saïx would probably have completely lost it? 8/

[lunalunasai.livejournal.com]

Hey.

[destati-13.livejournal.com]

[Roxas starts when Axel wheels around with the chakrams in hand, but when he doesn't attack he relaxes. Rubbing at one of his eyes, staring up at Axel now; he was trying to figure out why this one just... seemed exactly like his Axel, but he clearly wasn't, not with those few scars on his face.]

Yeah, I'm Roxas... or at least one of them here....

Aww, poor Saix...

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You're back to civil conversation, now? Mm. Old memories, then... Hey, do you know why--No, wait, hallucination. That's it.

Haven't spoken with you in a while.

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...

Yeah. Just another Roxas...

[What the fuck, heart, having a heart attack much? Why.]



Wait, you're--No. No, you couldn't be...

[lunalunasai.livejournal.com]

... I guess we haven't.

[destati-13.livejournal.com]

[Roxas is a bit confused now. Clearly this Axel isn't new here, from what he just said, but... ugh, why does he seem exactly like his Axel?]

Did... you get mauled by Saïx and aged or something...?

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[Suddenly.] Fuck! No. [a hand goes to his chest, his glare on the floor likely inntended for the organ thudding away under his hand] You're not supposed to make me crazy! This was supposed to fix everything... All it's done is made me paranoid Heartless bait!

[He's headed back the way he came, but finds after a few steps that it isn't.] Where the Hell am I!?

[lunalunasai.livejournal.com]

Uh. Dress-ing Room~?

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Careless... [That seemed to be his answer. Nothing further. It would explain a lot better if Roxas was aware of the increased Heartless population.]

Got careless after you--... No, not you, is it?

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... Yes, okay. But which part? This isn't where I was.

Sure is clean...

[lunalunasai.livejournal.com]

Near the garden.

What do you mean by clean?

[destati-13.livejournal.com]

Careless...? [blinks]

I don't know... you seem a lot like the Axel I know.... but he doesn't have all those scars.

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I mean clean. I mean not gone through years and years of traffic and--near the garden? I am in the right pla--

What? [He's looking around again, grip tight on his weapons.] This isn't right.

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Oh g-g-- It is. I mean, you are. I wasn't sure at first, it felt like you but...

H-how... Are you here? [He seems bewildered, aghast, but there's some sort of crushing guilt behind all that.]

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That's it. You have me at a loss.

What the hell is with you? Losing your stomach shouldn't have made you lose your mind too! Or gotten you a heart for that matter.

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[...]

Losing my...

[Oh, wow. What? He's looking at you with narrowed eyes now, Saix, inspecting you. Because you seem far more real than the guilt-inspired nightmares that stalked his steps those few times before and you've made him wonder if this really is a hallucination.]

How long have you been here?

[lunalunasai.livejournal.com]

A few months.

1/3

[lostmycause.livejournal.com]

2/3

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No...

[destati-13.livejournal.com]

[Really freaking confused now.] What do you mean...? I am? You can't be the Axel I know...

I've been here for a few months now....

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Well, shit.