What inspires in us this madness

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[With a little help, he'd managed to find his way back to his own room. Which was surprisingly, but thankfully, empty. Roxas was both pleased and concerned; truth be told he didn't want to run into Axel in this state, but he also didn't know if Axel was okay. After all, if he was in Saïx's body, that meant Saïx was in his body. Who knows what happened when they woke up in the same room together... The lack of blood stains was promising though.]

[Roxas was just laying on his bed, head cradled in his arms. That voice had stopped for now. He couldn't fall asleep though, that just seemed to make it worse. He just wanted all the damn noise to stop...]

((OOC: Mostly for foralostcause and lunalunasai, but anyone is welcome to bug him. There's a high possibility that you'll get attacked though.]

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[Axel you fail at being a pair of eyes. Roxas is just going to brush off the debris from his legs, trying to figure out what the hell is going on. The cold air is the only thing that really clues him in.]

... Wait, Marluxia?

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

Damn it Saïx, stop it!

[lunalunasai.livejournal.com]

[fleurdemort.livejournal.com]

... Hello.

[foralostcause.livejournal.com]

Yeah... [Sorry Roxas, Axel's having a hard time being your eyes with so much commotion.] Marluxia. [Axel looks over at Saix, frowning. They need to fix this. Fast. Can Marluxia help?]

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[Roxas blinks a few times, hearing Saïx growling. That doesn't sound good. And he doesn't want his body to get more messed up - hold on. If Saïx was flailing and telling Marluxia to get over there... He's a god. Surely he could do something.]

Marluxia, you could put us back in our right bodies, couldn't you? It doesn't sound like Saïx is holding up well in mine....

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

Please, Marluxia. If you can, do it. Save him.

[his voice is soft and pleading, emerald eyes wide]

[lunalunasai.livejournal.com]

Th-That's... what I w-was saying--!

[fleurdemort.livejournal.com]

... Mm. It's possible.



This way.

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[Axel's normally one to trust the death god, but after the way he's seen Saix act, the wounds still stinging his chest, he's not sure getting Roxas near the one inhabiting his body is such a good idea. His only sign of protest, though, is to bite his bottom lip, and even that action is subconscious. Hrm...]

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[Okay, he really doesn't like the way Saïx was stuttering again. Was he starting to transform again? He glanced over his shoulder where it sounded like Marluxia was.]

You think you can?

[Roxas blinked when he felt the tug on the hood of the coat, but he started moving where he was tugged, trying not to trip over anything.]

Thanks, Marluxia...

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[draws back a little, staring up at the display]

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[fleurdemort.livejournal.com]

Stay there and don't move.

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[He managed to follow Marluxia well enough, being tugged along, though the dropping to his knees when that hood was pulled over his head was kind of hard.]

Okay...

[Roxas had no idea what Marluxia was doing, but it took a lot of effort not to jump when he felt the death god's hand moving through Saïx's body. His awareness of that hand gripping his soul only lasted a few moment though. After that it just went black.]

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