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[de-mi-ni.livejournal.com]

[sitting atop a washing machine, waiting for his clothes to dry in the machine next to him - actually doing something responsible? not stealing a shirt off someone's back instead? Huh!]

[fingers that golden shell necklace of his - er, not exactly his, but who's counting?]

[it starts to glow just a bit - that surprises him and it stops when he drops it]

... Well that was kinda weird.

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just wanted to tag this before I head off to sleep tonight /o/

[a-ccidentalism.livejournal.com]

[- hello, what's that? Well, who would probably be a better answer; the resemblance is a little bit strange, even for here. So what was Axel walking by turns into Axel walking into the room and picking up the necklace by the chain.]

Dropped something, did ya?

[de-mi-ni.livejournal.com]

[stares at him, drums his fingers on the edge of the washing machine - oh, he recognizes this Axel. But does this Axel recognize him? That is the question.]

Yeah, mind giving it back...?

[a-ccidentalism.livejournal.com]

[lifts it up and pretends to examine the shell as it spins slowly in the air]

In a minute.

[read: never.]

[de-mi-ni.livejournal.com]

[and that's met with a look of scorn and contempt]

Dude, hand it over. [waves a single finger and a globe of water forms beside his hand]

[glares at him from below his brow, a do-it-before-I-make-you sort of look - he's a very possessive thing; keeping a little piece of her against her makes it easier to have to thank her for his continued existence]

[That being said, he's quite content to hold everything he knows of this Axel against him, as well. He's got something over his head - as of right now. Just a little taste of dominance in this situation - that's all he needs, a little power and it probably won't last much longer.]

[a-ccidentalism.livejournal.com]

[his gaze flickers over to the globe before returning to the other's face.]

Who's ever heard of returning things to a thief?

[draw your own conclusions, Demini.]

Lol edited, I suck~

[de-mi-ni.livejournal.com]

[grabs the edge of the washing machine again, tightens grip and presses lips together]

Takes one to know one, yeah? [slides off the washing machine and takes a step forward]

So you know where it came from... What makes you even want it?

♥

[a-ccidentalism.livejournal.com]

[lowers his hand and tosses the necklace up before catching it, fingers curled over the shell. He's not giving it back.]

Did ya honestly think she was gonna let you keep it?

[well, it's somewhat close to the truth.]

;; ♥

[de-mi-ni.livejournal.com]

[bites his tongue.]

[slowly smiles]

Aw, what, you taking orders from the sea witch now? Better get that back to her before time runs out, Cinderella.

[a-ccidentalism.livejournal.com]

[he just smirks. You're going to have to come up with better insults than that, Demini.]

Don't mind if I do.

[creates a portal and disappears]

[de-mi-ni.livejournal.com]

[What? No! No, he can't leave. I didn't have a chance to prove I'm badass!]

[Oh it is on.]

[scowllll.]

[a-ccidentalism.livejournal.com]

[he could always follow? But good luck finding him here, what with the endless - literally - number of hallways. It's in one of those that Axel appears and drops the necklace inside a pocket before walking off to go look for Vanessa.]

[de-mi-ni.livejournal.com]

[Unfortunately the guy's more familiar with his limits than his counterpart is - there's no way he'd be able to find him.]

[instead, childishly kicks the washing machine and makes some faces before trudging out of the laundry room, defeated]

... [oh wait, no, here he comes, back inside to wait for that shirt of his.]

[pout.]