never look back

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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 day more like week and wanted to try and make Axel's worse. Hooray, displacement. Or is this projection?)

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[maskedsummon.livejournal.com]

[beams, tugging the deck of purple-backed cards from their black silk pouch, tucking the empty pouch away into her hoodie before starting to shuffle the cards quickly.]

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.]

[lostmycause.livejournal.com]

[He watches her quietly, and even after the deck is presented to him, he seems hesitant to do anything. Finally, he walks over and draws the card.

Axel flips it over and looks at it, totally clueless as to its meaning.]

[maskedsummon.livejournal.com]

[straightens the deck again and plucks the card from his hand.]

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?

[lostmycause.livejournal.com]

... [He just shakes his head. Lucky coincidence. He'd never put much stock in those things.]

I'm done.

I made my mistakes already, I'm the reversed side. Defeated. And I'm probably about to witness a repeat performance.

[maskedsummon.livejournal.com]

The thing about cards...

[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.

[lostmycause.livejournal.com]

...

I can change the outcome.

[maskedsummon.livejournal.com]

Then why don't you?

[lostmycause.livejournal.com]

I don't know how.

[maskedsummon.livejournal.com]

But you know you can. That's a start, isn't it?

[lostmycause.livejournal.com]

[He just nods.]

[maskedsummon.livejournal.com]

I think... try stepping away from the situation and looking at it from an outsider's point of view.

[blinks up at him, hands in her hoodie pocket.]