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[This scarred Axel is in the kitchen, now sporting a pretty mangled hand as well. He's at the table with an ice pack on it, looking a little tired. He didn't sleep too well. Thankfully his hand isn't bleeding, but it sure is bruised, and probably very broken. He doesn't look to motivated to do much besides ice it, though.]

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[Mm, it has been years since he's seen that one. Axel wasn't even sure if it was real, at first, the way his brain has been working lately. After a quiet moment of watching Marluxia, though, Axel speaks up.]

Hey. [Eloquently spoken, there.]

...

...

[Adjusts the ice pack on his hand. That it is pressed to his bare skin makes the cold hurt just a little, but he doesn't care much. He'll get it looked at later.]

Where did you go?

You left. You disappeared. Why did you leave?

Here. You're the only one I know that ever has.

...

[Eyes narrow. Something is not right. This is not the Marluxia he knew...]

What do you mean... Don't remember.

It's me... It's Axel.

I...

We were friends.

... [That seems to hurt him.]

But...

I let you eat cake.

[perks up at that.]

What?

...

[Just staring at you, confused. This was obviously Marluxia, but why was he so... Aloof?]

[Now there's just concern on his face.]

What's wrong?

Why not?

[Hurt look is back. Oh, Mar-Mar, you're just making an unhappy Axel's day even worse.]

You don't... Remember me?

... [J-just... fiddling with the ice pack on his hand. He doesn't like this feeling.

And oh, god. There would be so much angst D: ]

[He had just gone into the kitchen to get a drink, but Roxas pauses when he notices Axel there. He doesn't look like he's in great shape either. The blonde is coming closer, frowning at his bruised hand.]

It looks broke... you should do more than put ice on it....

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