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[Axel can be seen walking into the dressingroom, sopping wet. His green eyes are narrowed ahead of himself as his cloak hangs from the weight of the water soaked inside the fabric. His hair hangs down in his face, and down his back, no longer lively and spiky. He shakes his head and runs his gloved hands through his hair, drying his hair right up, but he is still irritated.]

Fucking little brat...

[lets his hands make a wet slap at his sides as he lets them hang, his lip twitching in irritation]

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[stands a few feet away, peeking out at Axel and laughing]

Sorry! I kinda thought there'd be steam or something...

You little...! ...Come here. I'll show you some steam.

[jksjk RUNS, still laughing]

Gotta catch me first!

I'm not one for chasing.

[... oh. right. ummm. grins nervously up at him.]

H-heh... Hi?

[asjks FLAILING AND WHINING AND T__T myhaaaair]

HEY, hey, lemme go!

I don't think so, kiddo.

[SEE ICON.]

[HUFFS, rubbing his head]

No fair! You're... tall!

[and also dead. there's gotta be a kitchen around here somewhere...]

Yeah and you're short. Deal with it.

[Pleasant. A wet Axel full of complaints. He should know better then to ask and quite frankly he doesn't care but he is in need of a little amusement at the moment.]

Did you put your hands where you shouldn't have, VIII?

Fuck no. He pushed me into the water for shits and giggles.

He?

[Does not want to know. Does not want to know. Morbid curiosity why must you burn?]

Sora.

[well now, isn't that interesting? Maybe this curiosity will pay off after all.]

What did you do to him?

Nothing, really. He just wanted to see if there'd be some steam if I fell in the water. Little bastard...

[smiles at the sight of him] Fall in a lake somewhere, Axel?

I didn't fall in. I was fucking pushed in the ocean. And I'd wipe that little smug look off your face, if I were you.

[raises his eyebrows] No need t'be so harsh. I fink someone needs t'take a breather, don't you? [disapproving frown]

S'just a little water.

You know I don't like water, Demyx.

Well sure, but don't you think you're overreacting jus' a tad, then? [there's that smile again - it doesn't take much.]

What the hell is wrong with your voice? Sounds like your tongue is twisted up or somethin'.

[aaaand back to that scowl.] Ain't my fault me family's offa East London, is it.

Sorry if it ain't somethin' you're used to. No need to throw a fit 'bout me speech in addition t' your wet gripings...

....You're.... You're not the Demyx I know...

You're not the Axel I know, either. Coulda told you that much, 'least.

'Axel I know isn't so much a wet git as he is a troublesome asshole.

Still, y'got enough in common.

...Huh.

So you're from some kind of different world? Never heard of London.

Yeh, I s'pose so.

...I'm a wizard. Me whole family is. I'm just a student now, though. Two more years till graduation.

...D'you do magic?

[--blink. ... pfff, kind of snickers.]

What?

You look like a wet cat.

[amuuused. he'd be scared of you if he hadn't dealt with other Axels before, so he turns his back to walk away.]

I'll skin you like a fucking cat, you brat.

But fine. Run away.

[... so this is an Axel that's probably from his world. he turns, shrugging. he's still walking.]

I'm not exactly running.

You know what I mean.

[ah. ... doesn't quite look scared, because fear of death doesn't even exist anymore for him. so he stops.]

What's the problem? You do kind of look like a wet cat.

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