http://lostmycause.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] lostmycause.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] 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 day more like week and wanted to try and make Axel's worse. Hooray, displacement. Or is this projection?)

[identity profile] feralnumbervii.livejournal.com 2008-09-06 09:24 am (UTC)(link)
[It burned. He could feel it burning. And if he had held on much longer, Axel could likely burn his neck off. So he had two options, release him, or make him stop... And Saix currently lacked the sense to cease. So he simply bit harder, trying to reflect his own pain on his victim. The taste of blood was pooling into his mouth as he reached up, claws digging deeply into Axel's arms... He was trying to pry them off. ]

[identity profile] feralnumbervii.livejournal.com 2008-09-06 09:33 am (UTC)(link)
[Space was something he didn't want to allow, but the burning proved a bit too intense for even the feral beast, so he once again leaped away, pacing a bit as if trying to walk off the pain. His eyes still glowing brightly, starred down the other. He snapped his teeth at him a bit with a loud barking growl, but he still didn't attack. He needed a second to gather his rage, leaving him somewhat vulnerable. ]

[identity profile] feralnumbervii.livejournal.com 2008-09-06 09:45 am (UTC)(link)
[It hit him dead on. And he felt that one all right. The force was enough to ram him tight into the wall with another loud yelp, where he fell to the ground and laid still fr a moment. The right side of his body scorched pretty bad along with the coat he had been wearing. It seemed to just turn to ash as it desinigrated from his body.

Another small twitch before he slowly crawled onto all fours. A weak growl emitted form his throat. Saix was long from finished. In fact, aside from being a bit burned, he was infuriated. That rage increased his power and is feral behavior.

It hurt to move, but the pain simply made him move faster. A now naked wild monster charged Axel, a bit of a glow surrounded his body. He attacked again, this time chomping down on his neck. He then shifted his body weight dragging him to the ground with a far more force.
]

[identity profile] feralnumbervii.livejournal.com 2008-09-06 04:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[That was true. But Saix just bit hard. Just how it was before. Only he had a hold of his neck and once he bit down, Saix didn't let go. His own skin was in pain. It hurt more when he moved, but he just bit harder the worse it felt. He was on the ground now which sort of gave Saix the upper hand. He intentionally planted his feet on Axel's leg, and his hands on his arms. With Axel so firmly against the ground, that's when he began whipping his head back and forward trying to simply rip his head off. ]

[identity profile] feralnumbervii.livejournal.com 2008-09-06 06:34 pm (UTC)(link)
[The moment he saw the flames surround them, he freaked a bit. Jumping away from Axel, he suddenly looked a bit panicked. He couldn't get away... So that would just mean he was have to fight.

With the taste of his enemies blood so strong on his tongue, he let out a loud howl simultaneously summoning his claymore. Axel forgot about that, didn't he?

With his weapon securely in his hand, he began swinging it wildly, unleashing hundreds of clones of his own weapons. All aimed at Axel...
]



(( Dude...thats like... 4 A's in a roll. How fun 8D! <3))

[identity profile] feralnumbervii.livejournal.com 2008-09-06 06:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[ After he had finished his flailing, once again he needed to rest. And it was at that moment when he realized Axel wasn't there. Again panic and rage overcame him as he ran circle inside the ring of flame. He was becoming irrational, and even attempted to cross through the flames. But as soon as it began to burn to badly, he backed off, yelping loudly. It was getting a bit too hot, and the coolest place was the center of the ring, where he somewhat curled up in a ball... Was he surrendering...? ]

[identity profile] feralnumbervii.livejournal.com 2008-09-06 07:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He was wise not to trust him. Because Saix was very unpredictable. But at that moment, he was just scared. Without any sort of 'target' in sight, all he could resort to is primitive fear. ]

[identity profile] feralnumbervii.livejournal.com 2008-09-06 07:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[It was likely obvious how terrified Saix was by that point. The soft flop of the coat near him made him jump. It took a few seconds, but eventually he somewhat sniffed at the coat. He tried to grab it, but moving really did hurt... He was just sort of lightly roasted all over. Wonderful. Though, perhaps it was in all fairness considering how Axel was oh uhm...bleeding to death? ]

[identity profile] feralnumbervii.livejournal.com 2008-09-06 07:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[Saix seemed to shrink down at the others voice. His rage, all gone. He quickly reached for the coat and sort of took off, ignoring that horrible burning feeling that seemed to surround him. The flames were gone...but he still felt like he was on fire. Perhaps maybe even... a little sunburned. ]