Hey love, I am a constant satellite of your blazing sun.

[sitarwithmytoes.livejournal.com]

[ooc: Back from Candy Mountain~ 83 Finally, lolz.]

[looking a bit better since last week, there's more color to his face and he's less tired - a bandage rests across the side of his neck and he has a few sheets of music set in his hand]

[leaning against the wall outside of a room with A-X-E-L burnt into the door, the same name is scrawled across the top of the sheet music - his sitar resting against the wall next to him like it's his best friend]

[studying the music, trying to memorize the notes, counting with his fingers - eventually places it down and takes up his sitar to play out the melody as well as he can remember]

[leans his head back against the wall and closes eyes, smiling peacefully, taking in every note.]

[looks back down at his playing as he brings it to an end] ...This might be the best reminder.

Comments

[sitarwithmytoes.livejournal.com]

[tilts head to the side a bit] Oh.

Well, there aren't very many other industries that are interested in men in lingerie, right? [silly grin - Ooh, maybe he shouldn't have said that.]

[looks at him, bites his lower lip in thought] I guess... if you're good at what you do and you're happy doing it, that's what matters. [smiles]

[lingerieslut.livejournal.com]

[gives a little shrug with a smile]

It pays the bills~

[sitarwithmytoes.livejournal.com]

[smiles back at him] Don't have to worry about bills here.

[lingerieslut.livejournal.com]

Mm, true. But I'm so used to wearing this that it'd be just weird to wear anything else.

[sitarwithmytoes.livejournal.com]

[looks his outfit over, frowns] And it never gets uncomfortable?

[laughs] I don't think I could live like that, man.

[lingerieslut.livejournal.com]

[chuckles]

And I don't think I could live in something so confining as jeans and a shirt~

[sitarwithmytoes.livejournal.com]

Oh man, if you want confining, you should wear one of those Organization coats. Ugh, they're awful.

I mean, I know it's a coat and all, but sometimes I feel like I'm wearing a dress. With pants underneath. [shakes head]

[lingerieslut.livejournal.com]

[tilts his head]

I've seen those. Just thought people were going through a goth phase.

[lol, no Organization in his world~]

[sitarwithmytoes.livejournal.com]

[shakes head Aw no, not that. It's a uniform. A lot of us had to wear it, me included.

The gloves were the worst part, honestly. But they do help the fingers... [pats his sitar]

[lingerieslut.livejournal.com]

Uniform?

[wrinkles his nose]

No thank you~

[sitarwithmytoes.livejournal.com]

I dunno, I got pretty used to it. And there are plenty of them around, so I still wear it occasionally. Only because I can wear it by choice now.

...I'm much happier here than I was back home. [grins]

[lingerieslut.livejournal.com]

In the end, that's all that really matters.

[smiles right back]

[sitarwithmytoes.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I think so too.

Even if I don't understand everything about it, it's nicer than what life used to be and I'm willing to shrug off the details for that.

[lingerieslut.livejournal.com]

[nods, smiling just a touch]

Most definitely.

[sitarwithmytoes.livejournal.com]

What about you, would you go back?

[lingerieslut.livejournal.com]

Only if I could take Demyx with me.

[grins]

[sitarwithmytoes.livejournal.com]

[looks up at him, at that.]

...Yeah, well. I know firsthand it doesn't work that way. [sad smile]

One to a world, right? Heh...

[lingerieslut.livejournal.com]

That's really a shame.

[slips an arm around Demyx's shoulder in a little hug]

He may come back... the dressing room's weird like that.

[sitarwithmytoes.livejournal.com]

[closes eyes and nods]

Yeah... There's still a chance. But even if he could come back, I don't know if he'd want to... It's complicated. [looks to the side]

[lingerieslut.livejournal.com]

You don't have have to spill your guts to me, sugar.

[sitarwithmytoes.livejournal.com]

[slight frown, looks away] Sorry... I just haven't talked with anyone lately, so...

[lingerieslut.livejournal.com]

[dfkalsjfs. now he feels bad. he hadn't meant it like that...]

I-I just meant if you didn't want to, you didn't have to explain.

[sitarwithmytoes.livejournal.com]

[is one to assume it's always meant like that.]

Oh, really? Sorry... [again with the apologizing]

A-anyway. Axel was going to die here, if he didn't go back to his world. And... if he came back to the dressing room, there's a chance it might happen that way again.

If he came back and just had limited time... I'd rather if he didn't come back at all, you know? That's why I wanted him to go in the first place, so... No sense hoping for everything to become pointless.

If that makes sense.

[lingerieslut.livejournal.com]

D-die? How?

[sitarwithmytoes.livejournal.com]

[rubs his neck] Well... Axel's kind of a "nobody replica"... The Organization created him and gave him a year to bring Roxas back to them or he'd, like, be terminated from the inside.

But he got trapped here and couldn't do any of that, so... He was going to die next May.

[smiles to himself] I still have that calender I was using to count the days...