wish away the nightmare

[lostmycause.livejournal.com]

[Having woken up before Riku, his sleep troubled by unpleasant flashbacks of his recent death, Axel got dressed as quietly as he could manage and has wandered (carefully; sore? a little) into the kitchen. He's not sure he could stomach food right now, but he could really use something to drink... Tea sounds tolerable.]

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[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[good thing someone has already prepared a pot of tea (without hallucinogens, thank you very much, Alice), then. Roxas is sitting at the table, drinking a cup of it, so it can't be all that bad.]

[lostmycause.livejournal.com]

[Axel's grateful he doesn't have to go through the trouble of making it himself! If, of course, Roxas will share.] Can I have some of this? [He indicates the pot, already reaching for a cup.]

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[he nods.]

Of course. It's not like I could drink all of it myself.

[lostmycause.livejournal.com]

Thanks... [A number of unfortunate run-ins with rather violent individuals has made Axel cautious, and he's found it's best to check and make sure others in the general vicinity are not going to maim him for taking their tea. Or just existing. He pours a cup and leans back against the counter to drink it, kind of staring off into space.]

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[oh, Roxas has had a few of these as well, as the eyepatch might indicate.]

You don't look well. Are you okay?

[lostmycause.livejournal.com]

Eh? Oh, just... Uh, didn't get much sleep. [He shrugs.]

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

Bad dreams?

[sips the nice tea with calming herbs. mm.]

[lostmycause.livejournal.com]

[It is quite nice.]

Is it that obvious? [He sighs.] Yeah...

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

Nope, just guessed.

[eyes Axel as if silently inviting him to sit down at the table. it feels a bit strange to be so far away from someone he's talking to.]

[lostmycause.livejournal.com]

Well, good guess. [Axel takes that silent invitation. If he's gonna carry on a conversation, may as well move a little closer. He seats himself at the table, wincing just slightly with the movement, and doing his best to hide it.]

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

I have a few bad dreams myself.

[he notices the wince with even more familiarity. while his injuries didn't hurt anymore they still bothered him.]

What happened to you?

[lostmycause.livejournal.com]

... [Axel studies Roxas for a moment.] How old are you?

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

One year.

[sips calmly.]

[lostmycause.livejournal.com]

...

Then you don't need to know. [Nevermind that his brain just broke a little trying to figure out how that works. It's too early.]

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

I already know lots of stuff.

[and now he's curious. D:]

I'm not a kid. I'm a replica.

[lostmycause.livejournal.com]

...

My ass hurts. [Does that answer his question? Unless he was asking about all his scars, Axel realizes... Because that doesn't really explain why he's all scarred up.] What happened to your eye?

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[but why would that be inappropriate for young people?
while Roxas is very much aware of sex theoretically he knows very little of practically.]

A crazy Saïx with a sharp object happened.

[lostmycause.livejournal.com]

Wow, that sounds familiar...

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

You ran into him too?

[lostmycause.livejournal.com]

More than once.

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

Same here. He killed me the first time and left me paralyzed the second.

[gets up, pours himself a new cup, then sits down again.]

Somehow I don't think he likes me.

[lostmycause.livejournal.com]

Sounds like we have something in common. He tried to kill me a long time ago and would have succeeded if Roxas hadn't shown up... Then he finally finished the job recently. [Shudders just thinking about it.]

I get the feeling he doesn't much care for me, either.

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

Huh. Sounds like we do.

[sips tea. it's hard to tell if he's really not bothered by all of this or if he just pretends not to be.]

[lostmycause.livejournal.com]

[He's quiet for a moment, looking down at his tea.]

So you're a replica?

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

Mhm. Dr. Even's first attempt and possibly also last attempt at creating a replica of Sora.

[leans his chin in his hand. he's getting a bit tired of telling everyone this story and yet he keeps telling it.]

Needless to say it was a failure.