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[whatisseasalt.livejournal.com]

[don't mind him, he's just

stuck in a net hanging from the ceiling, in the middle of a hallway. there's not enough room to summon his Keyblade in there, and he can't break the netting any other way, since he doesn't know any spells.]

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[tinyf1re]

[dangles from the net to make sure Roxas can get out, and then drops to the floor beside him. gdit, you're taller than me. ;o; picks up the hyena plush again (which I forgot to mention him setting down, cough) and wraps his arms around it.]

's weird that there'd be a trap here for no reason. Maybe it was meant for someone else.

[noms one of the hyena's long ears absently, eyes fixed on Roxas' face with (potentially) disconcerting curiosity.]

[whatisseasalt.livejournal.com]

I wonder why...

[it's weird seeing an Axel shorter than him when all the ones he's seen have been so taaaaaall.]

[tinyf1re]

[please stop rubbing it in before I'm forced to eat you for lunch. >| ]

Dunno. People are just mean like that sometimes.

[whatisseasalt.livejournal.com]

[but I'm noooot.]

I'm starting to notice that...

[tinyf1re]

[ofine. I will let you live... this time.]

I'm pretty used to it. You just have to watch where you're going sometimes.

[whatisseasalt.livejournal.com]

There wasn't anything on the floor...

[scratches his cheek. :I]

[tinyf1re]

[gnaws on the plush's ear again, thoughtfully.]

Dunno then.

[so hey, you haven't made fun of my hair or my tattoos yet, or run away screaming, or thrown anything at me. maybe we should hang out.]

[whatisseasalt.livejournal.com]

[he's quiet for a moment, considering.]

...do you want to get ice cream?

[because he's craving some, and he might as well invite Axel, right?]

This boy needs more icons, gdit. orz

[tinyf1re]

[headtilt]

...what's ice cream?

he does. I might try to make him a couple if my tablet decides to work one of these days.

[whatisseasalt.livejournal.com]

[oh man, you're missing out.]

It's a treat. I can show you.

<333

[tinyf1re]

[furrows his eyebrows, debating if it's safe to go with this guy, and then nods.]

'kay.

u <333333

[whatisseasalt.livejournal.com]

[smiles at him! and starts heading for the kitchen.]

[tinyf1re]

[trots along after him, hyena plushie dangling from one hand.]

So what's your name?

[whatisseasalt.livejournal.com]

My name's Roxas. What's yours?

[tinyf1re]

Mine's Axel. You're only the second person I've met here.

[whatisseasalt.livejournal.com]

Who was the first?

[tinyf1re]

This red-haired guy named Kai. He was really nice, and made food for me!

[whatisseasalt.livejournal.com]

I haven't met him. He sounds nice.

[right, kitchen get. time to get ice cream from the freezer!]

[tinyf1re]

[hops up to sit on the edge of the kitchen table, feet swinging. sets the plushie down next to him while Roxas gets the ice cream.]

He was really nice. I haven't seen him in a while, though.

[whatisseasalt.livejournal.com]

[grabs two sea-salt ice creams, bringing them over.]

Maybe you should look for him.

[tinyf1re]

Yeah... he gave me this, too, last time I saw him.

[points at the plush, beaming.]

[whatisseasalt.livejournal.com]

What's it supposed to be?

[hands him one of the ice creams.]

[tinyf1re]

[takes it!]

A hyena! A striped one, too, not one of those silly spotted ones.

[whatisseasalt.livejournal.com]

They come in different... patterns?