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[flurryofsnow.livejournal.com]

[Dark portal, check, Organization member stepping through, double check - although something's a little different about the Axel who's just shown his face. Maybe it's... no, wait... we'll get there...
It's the hair. The shape's right, enough spikes to put an eye out on, but the colour? And the shape of his chakrams: six-pointed, almost snowflake-like.]

...Geez. You have got to be kidding me.

[This was not where he was meant to be going today.]

((OOC: I get inspiration from some weird places sometimes. Blah, blah, snowy day plus boredom = AU.))

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[sketch-replica.livejournal.com]

[Was just walking past, eating one of those Sea salt ice creams everyone seems to like, when she just stops and stares a bit. Huh.]

[flurryofsnow.livejournal.com]

[Argh. Lost and caught out? Double not what he wanted. Ah, well, got to roll with it now... he gives her a look back.]

Got a problem?

Your icons are win. ^^

[sketch-replica.livejournal.com]

[...Takes another bite of ice cream.]

No. Just, usually you guys have red hair.

[Not giving a further explanation yet.]

Hee, thanks. These are the better ones I coloured, though. ^^;

[flurryofsnow.livejournal.com]

'Us guys?'

[Frown is go.]

What're you talking about?

I'm sure they're all great. ^^

[sketch-replica.livejournal.com]

Take a look around. There's enough of them here.

[Is unfazed by your frown.]

[dawnrise]

[That's officially the weirdest thing she's seen in a while. Don't mind this one over here; she looks kind of baffled.]

[flurryofsnow.livejournal.com]

[He just looks back - while he's confused at her confusion, he's trying not to show it.]

So what is it?

[dawnrise]

[It's like someone dunked an Axel in a bucket of paint. It's just weird.]

Who're you supposed to be?

[flurryofsnow.livejournal.com]

[He lets his chakrams go, puts his hands on his hips.]

My name's Axel.

[He'll hold off on the usual line for now.]

What about you?

[sceadu-gemynd.livejournal.com]

And if we aren't?

[flurryofsnow.livejournal.com]

[Wait, what? Familiar face, but seriously, not one he should be seeing... Castle Oblivion's been and gone. So why?]

I give up. What's the trick?

[Not entirely directed at Zexion, that comment.]

[sceadu-gemynd.livejournal.com]

[Just be glad he's actually deigned to speak to Axel, after the events of Castle Oblivion.]

There isn't one.

[flurryofsnow.livejournal.com]

[Yeah, he is not expecting happy fun times reunion here. He folds his arms. Not tripping over himself to apologize.]

Then, what exactly, is there? Can't say I was expecting to - run into anyone I knew for the moment.

[bitchprentice.livejournal.com]

[have a notVexen, who has been around long enough to realize Axels Are Supposed To Be Redheads. he is raising an eyebrow. re: kidding-]

Were we all so lucky.

[flurryofsnow.livejournal.com]

[And as far as he's concerned, Vexens Are Meant To Be Dead, so he looks rather surprised himself for a second... not long, though.]

I don't know. Looks like your luck was in.

[bitchprentice.livejournal.com]

[someday, he will stop getting mistaken for a Vexen. maybe. for now, a sneer, because he misses the implication of Axel's comment.]

Hardly. This nexus is an inconvenience.

[flurryofsnow.livejournal.com]

That so, huh? What sort of 'nexus'?

[A bit of a look around at his surroundings at that. He's going to put aside the existential issues here, and their consequences, if it means he gets an answer or two.]

[memorizedbond.livejournal.com]

...There is not a long enough dramatic pause for me to make seeing this.

[flurryofsnow.livejournal.com]

[Buh? Since when's he - he thought - how is he still out and about, never mind...?
None of that's visible on his face as he comments:]

This is a surprise. [Grins.] It looks good on you.

[memorizedbond.livejournal.com]

I'd hope you'd think so, what with how it got this way.

But seriously, what is with your hair, did you get into Saix's shampoo?

[flurryofsnow.livejournal.com]

[That first comment gets an eyebrow raise, but the second? Roll with it, Axel, roll with it... he gives a gesture towards it.]

Hah, no way. His'd never do the job.

[asilencedlife.livejournal.com]

[he would stare like everyone else, but derp. see icon.]

[flurryofsnow.livejournal.com]

[Okay, this is kind of a welcome sight! Though he's got to wonder what's going on... he gives a wave.]

...Roxas? Hey. When did you get here?

[asilencedlife.livejournal.com]

[he didn't see the wave, but he does hear someone talking over the music. pulling his headphones off, Roxas looks upward and... well, now he's staring]

[flurryofsnow.livejournal.com]

What? Have I got something on my nose?