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[gofitmemorithed.livejournal.com]

[looking like he hasn't slept in a few days, digging around a medicine cabinet for some asprin.]

[sniff - he might be catching a cold, who knows. Least of his worries right now. He hasn't seen Larxene since the events that happened to unfold the other day.]

[And he's not sure if he cares to - wishing he could just forget that.]

[He always had a few little regrets, mostly from school or just social embarrassment. This is the first big regret he's ever had.]

[finds the bottle of asprin and opens it, closes his eyes and just breathes for a moment.]

Thhsp.

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[drugup.livejournal.com]

{ A pale looking Kairi in a wheelchair wheels over to where Axel is, holding her head with one hand and wheeling around with another. } E-excuse me, do you happen to know where any opium or cannabis is?

[gofitmemorithed.livejournal.com]

[blink.]

Ff.

Nah, juth got thome athprin. [shakes the bottle a bit]

[drugup.livejournal.com]

{ She looks up, her cheeks are red and she winces. } M-may I have some, please/

[gofitmemorithed.livejournal.com]

Uh... thure. [holds the bottle out to her] Are you okay? Fft.

[drugup.livejournal.com]

{ She slowly takes it pours out four from the bottle and hands it back, dry-swallowing it and looking down and holding her head. } I'm fine, thank you... what's your name?

[gofitmemorithed.livejournal.com]

[watches.]

Athul. You're... Kairi? Ff.

[drugup.livejournal.com]

{ She doesn't bother questioning how Axel knows her name. } That's me. Nice to meet you, Axel. { Grins. He... looks... familiar. }

{ ooc: Axel in her world kind of has something to do with the accident that left her crippled forever and her friends dead, but she doesn't remember that! 8D }

p.s. have you been informed by Larxene?

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

*this young boy approaches you, looking quite lost and scared*

U-uhm. E-excuse me?

Yuuupppp.

[gofitmemorithed.livejournal.com]

[looks down at him] Oh. Hey. Fft.

You okay?

excellent! is violence permitted?

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

*still looks lost, wide green eyes looking up at you*

M-mister? Do you know where this is? I... I dunno where home is.

Suuure, just nothing too extreme on the poor guy. xD

[gofitmemorithed.livejournal.com]

[sympathetic frown - caught him at a bad time, you did.]

Thorry, kid... I don't think you'll find your way home anytime thoon. Ff. But there might be thomeone you know here...

np; he'll be able to beg and plead after getting roughed up

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

*looks at you closely, still looking unsure*

W-what do you mean? Why can't I go home?

[gofitmemorithed.livejournal.com]

[sighs and leans against the sink] Well, there'th no way home, really. We're juth... trapped here. [shrugs]

If you need help with anything, though - ff, juth athk.

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

Y-you'd help me? Really? But I need to get home! My.... my dad... he... he got hurt real bad and I need to take care of him.

*wide green eyes looking at you, quite scared and upset*

[gofitmemorithed.livejournal.com]

[slightly alarmed by that] Oh...

Well, your dad ithn't here, ith he? If he ith, I could find thomeone to help you out...

If he'th back home, you shouldn't worry too much. In motht cathes, time ithn't affecthed when you get home. Ff.

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

*comes closer, looking up at you with something like surprise and hope*

Y-you really would help? If... if I find my dad here? I never had help before.

[gofitmemorithed.livejournal.com]

[this is a little strange, but he'll roll with it.] Well yeah, ith he'th here, thure. There'th probably not a lot I can do, but I can help you betht I can. [shrug] Whath wrong with him? Ff.

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

Some mean people hurt him a lot. Uhm. What's your name again?

[gofitmemorithed.livejournal.com]

[oh hello, huge pang of guilt.]

...Athul.

Ff.

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

His name is Vexen.

*and it gives you a wicked smirk, and that's its fist ramming itself into your gut*

[gofitmemorithed.livejournal.com]

[eyes widen as he's hit]

[chokes and stumbles against the sink - horror across his face as he tries to recover.]

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

That name sound familiar?!

*and it lashes out with a kick, its foot catching you in the knee to try and bring you down*

[gofitmemorithed.livejournal.com]

[grabs the counter to support himself, moves out of the way of the sink and backs away]

Thhsp- look, I'm thorry! I'm tho thorry, I mean that! [hey, it sounds like he really does.

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

Sorry now that you're the helpless one? Gee... I wonder if Creator was sorry that he did absolutely nothing to be MAIMED FOR.

*and that's its blade flashing to life in its hand and it makes a swing at you*

[gofitmemorithed.livejournal.com]

Ff! [dodges that swing, clumsily] I didn't know that! I juth walked in, I didn't know why Larthene wath doing it! Ff!

I truthted her too muth, I know better now! [panic. panic. panic.]