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[7thfinalheaven.livejournal.com]

[After getting the most bizarre and definitely not needed wedding proposal from a strange man, Tifa decides to continue with her day's work and open up her bar.]

[ooc; Bar's open. since alcohol isn't available normally in the kitchen because there are children who can get it, every type of drink is here, even from different worlds. go ahead and mingle, drown your sorrows, or piss the bar lady. the last one would get you a black eye though. best part about this bar? EVERY DRINK IS FREE. Also, there's a notice board for people to tack up notices. Who wants to hunt Marks?]

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[lostmycause.livejournal.com]

[Don't be so enabling, Tifa, you're just as bad as chat. He's wordlessly drinking this own down now, too. And it's starting to get to him.]

[7thfinalheaven.livejournal.com]

[Tifa was a result of chat too, so suck it up like a man. Still keeping an eye on him though.]

[lostmycause.livejournal.com]

[But he isn't a man, he's only about nineteen lol shhh. Upon finishing that one, Axel sets the glass down and sighs.]

No more. I should go. [And he moves to get up, b-but... Really shouldn't. Okay, nevermind, sitting back down.]

Or not.

[7thfinalheaven.livejournal.com]

...are you sure?

[lostmycause.livejournal.com]

[Nods.] Gonna... Just sit here. No more drinks, though, I can't... [Was going to finish that sentence with 'let my guard down' but remembers this isn't the dressing room he was used to. That sentence is just going to go unfinished.]

[7thfinalheaven.livejournal.com]

Fine by me. This place is open until very early in the morning, anyway.

...don't need anything else?

[lostmycause.livejournal.com]

Do you know any hungry Heartless?

[7thfinalheaven.livejournal.com]

[that was...a weird question]

...can't say I do. Why?

[lostmycause.livejournal.com]

I've got something they might want. I don't think I want it anymore. [asdhjksadhk stop being so damn emo, Axel.]

[7thfinalheaven.livejournal.com]

[...bartenders know everything.]

...you want them to take your heart?

[lostmycause.livejournal.com]

It's not supposed to be mine. [He's sort of unfocused, leaning heavily on the bar now.]

[7thfinalheaven.livejournal.com]

...you just lost your cause of wanting it. [Y/N?]

[lostmycause.livejournal.com]

I killed it. Him. Them. Killed them.

Took their heart. Which was stupid. I don't need it. I guess I'd sort of hoped it would help...

[7thfinalheaven.livejournal.com]

[HOO BOY she wished this one was JUST drunk]

Throwing yourself at Heartless isn't the brightest thing to do either.

[lostmycause.livejournal.com]

[Told you he'd be a handful. Maybe you should pour him another drink.]

Mm. Yeah...

[7thfinalheaven.livejournal.com]

[And that's what she'll do. Doesn't even bother checking what it is. It's probably the strongest]

[lostmycause.livejournal.com]

[He's going to eye it warily for a moment. As if he's suspicious of her trying to poison him. Self-destructive behavior wins, though. His throat is either numb or he just has some decent pain tolerance.]

[7thfinalheaven.livejournal.com]

[......actually hopes he'll just pass out. just to stop his suicidal tendencies.]

[lostmycause.livejournal.com]

[Ah, death is something he promised he wouldn't let happen to himself. Losing that heart wouldn't kill him, it's already a proven fact that he's just fine without one. In fact, it's the keeping the heart that might kill him.]

How do you deal with it?

[7thfinalheaven.livejournal.com]

[Pause] It's...complicated. Emotions is hard to deal with...especially if you're alone.

The best way to cope, I think, is to seek help from others.

[lostmycause.livejournal.com]

Kind of hard to do. This place dragged me out of my own time, I don't... associate with most of the people here anymore. There's already a different me here to do that, and he doesn't have the blood on his hands that I do. [sighs]

If I have to stick around, I guess it's time to make new friends, eh? [A weak, humorless laugh.]

[7thfinalheaven.livejournal.com]

Making new friends is always good. Who knows? You might find something worthwhile to do with them.

[lostmycause.livejournal.com]

Mm... Maybe... [Talking seems to keep him calm, actually. He's feeling a little like passing out now but habit and paranoia prevent him from succumbing to it.]

[7thfinalheaven.livejournal.com]

Are you one of those who claim to be from the future of this place?

[lostmycause.livejournal.com]

Yeah. There are others? [That shouldn't surprise him.] It's... I spoke to myself earlier, and he thinks--hopes, like I do, that the one I come from is just a possibility, and not the definite future.

Hell, the fact that I'm even here should make a difference.