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kingdomdressing2008-09-04 10:27 pm
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never look back
Sh-shut up!
[Axel thought he was free of these episodes. They hadn't happened, at least, since he'd been brought back to the past, and he only assumed that the loss of the heart would make them stop altogether. That assumption had been incorrect. With a particularly panicked affect, he was backed up against the wall in that room he'd died in, pressing against it as if he hoped he could just melt away... Tired and tormented green eyes were staring unfocused ahead as he caught his breath. Paranoia clawed at him.
Anyone passing by might notice his chakrams embedded into the wall opposite him, accompanied by a few scorchmarks, which were already dissipating as the wall mended itself. The smell of burning fabric might also be notable, as he'd gotten a little careless, singed his gloves.]
I want out. [He turns over, slamming a fist angrily into the wall he'd just been pressing his back against, scarred face twisted with rage and desperation.] I can't watch it happen again...
[Chakrams are returned to his grasp and he goes at the wall with renewed fury, but it is of course a futile effort. He keeps up like this and he's only going to end up hurting himself.]
(ooc: Mun's had a lame daymore like week and wanted to try and make Axel's worse. Hooray, displacement. Or is this projection?)
[Axel thought he was free of these episodes. They hadn't happened, at least, since he'd been brought back to the past, and he only assumed that the loss of the heart would make them stop altogether. That assumption had been incorrect. With a particularly panicked affect, he was backed up against the wall in that room he'd died in, pressing against it as if he hoped he could just melt away... Tired and tormented green eyes were staring unfocused ahead as he caught his breath. Paranoia clawed at him.
Anyone passing by might notice his chakrams embedded into the wall opposite him, accompanied by a few scorchmarks, which were already dissipating as the wall mended itself. The smell of burning fabric might also be notable, as he'd gotten a little careless, singed his gloves.]
I want out. [He turns over, slamming a fist angrily into the wall he'd just been pressing his back against, scarred face twisted with rage and desperation.] I can't watch it happen again...
[Chakrams are returned to his grasp and he goes at the wall with renewed fury, but it is of course a futile effort. He keeps up like this and he's only going to end up hurting himself.]
(ooc: Mun's had a lame day

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[ducks her head, slipping the card back into the pouch.]
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sdfkjhsdkfj lj ate my fucking post aaaaagh it was way longer than this
[pauses, then smiles hesitantly.]
I know it's kind of random, but can I do a quick reading for you? Just one card.
bleh, stupid lj... It's being really slow for me.
All right. Fine.
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So all you need to do is draw a card, okay?
[after shuffling them, she fans them slightly, holding them face down, so he can pull one out. she's almost certain what card (http://www.zachwong.com/tarot/cards/wands/9.jpg) he's going to get, despite not fixing the deck in any way.]
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Axel flips it over and looks at it, totally clueless as to its meaning.]
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The Nine of Wands. He finds the strength inside to carry on with the battle. Reversed, the battle has worn him down and he is close to defeat.
[looks up at him seriously.]
Which are you? Which do you want to be?
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I'm done.
I made my mistakes already, I'm the reversed side. Defeated. And I'm probably about to witness a repeat performance.
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[slips the card back into the deck before putting the entire thing back into the pouch and then her hoodie.]
...is that they can be played again. But they're not always upside down.
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I can change the outcome.
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[blinks up at him, hands in her hoodie pocket.]