i'm sick and tired of being sick and tired.

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

[look, a familiar sight. Axel with his strawberry vodka. he's on a couch in the common room, wearing a tank top and tight jeans. his forearms are covered in bloody bandages, one unraveling just a bit. seems someone got into a fight~]

Fucking hate this place.

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[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

[arches an eyebrow]

...?

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

[settles down and starts unwrapping the unraveling bandage to get a look]

Marluxia decided I'm worth talking to again.

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

[flinches a little, but doesn't stop her]

Oh...?

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

[gives a little "hmm" of displeasure at the sight of the cuts. She pauses for a moment, reluctant to tell him what Marluxia said about cutting ties...]

Couldn't get him to tell me anything at first, but he thinks he's found a potential way out.

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

Goody for him? Or are you telling me something else...?

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

He would let me go with him.

[wraps the bandage back up, since she doesn't have any potions on her]

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

Will you?

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

... Mm... that's the funny thing. I don't know if I want to take him up on it.

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

[shrugs a little]

It's your choice, 'Xene. I can't force you to stay.

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

[very quietly]

I kind of like you too much to leave you behind so easily.

[toys with the edge of the bandage. it keeps her hands busy.]

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

I'm flattered. I would hate for you to leave. But I can't make you stay, and I never would. Not if it wasn't what you wanted.

[his voice is just as soft and quiet]

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

I'm not asking you to. Just thought you'd want to know what's going on.

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

I appreciate it.

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

Good.

[smiles a little, but it's very obviously fake. at least you're not the only one miserable here, Axel.]

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

What's the matter, Larxene?

[he's using her full name, which means she's in trouble :|]

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

Told you already.

[also she's tired and uncomfortable and doesn't like him drinking and wonders when he got that new scar on his neck.]

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

You wouldn't look so sad if that was it.

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

How would you know?

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

Because I know you, 'Xene.

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

Clearly not as well as you think.

[scoots to the opposite end of the couch, annoyed with how little he seems to get it. Of course she's upset; wouldn't he be if he were stuck with such a lousy unfair choice to make?]

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

[of course he doesn't get it. what kind of life would he have if he left? he'd go back to being the same alcoholic drug-popping clubber he'd been]

Guess not.

and in the morning I find even more flaws in my writing XD

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

[sighs, leaning on the arm of the couch and staring off into space.

She doesn't have a life to go back to, but that doesn't bother her. She was looking forward to bigger and better things outside.

But then again, who says she could get to them with Marluxia? He'd want all the power for himself.]

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

[reaches out tentatively, a hand brushing her arm]

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

[grabs his hand, lacing her fingers in between his and just holding it. She still doesn't look his way.]

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

[squeezes her hand, but doesn't say anything]