side B -- there's a fire inside

[before]

[Against this section of wall, there is a Red. He's slumped against it, hood pulled up. He's unconscious.

Blood is splattered across the glass, the only evidence of what happened.

From side A, it would be fairly difficult to see the wisps of decidedly red hair peeking out of the hood.]


(ooc: Hmm~. Too lazy to put some Axel icons on here.)

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[before]

I tend to be.

[He's disappearing into another one- if this is his only defense at the moment, then so be it.]

[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

[the smile Marluxia's wearing grows wider. he's quick to follow suit, following Axel's trail closely. does he even know where he's going?]

[before]

[He knows exactly where he's trying to go- and after a few attempts, he's disappearing from the darkness for good.

Right into Halloween Town.

When Marluxia follows, Redxel won't be in sight.]

[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

[he's hardly without his guard up; he's stepping out of a portal with a few Dusks zipping along past him, his eyes glancing around for that tell-tale red jacket.]

[before]

[You really think it'll be easy to find him in here, even with the red? Think again, Marly; he knows exactly what he's doing now. He doesn't have the powers he's used to anymore, but he's ignoring some spider bites in favour of laying down some of his little bombs.]

[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

[admittedly, this isn't a world he's ever been to. which is why he's simply standing there, letting the Dusks go ahead of him. he doesn't know what Red is up to, but if someone is going to be surprised he's hardly going to sacrifice himself to the cause.]

Aren't we a little old for Hide and Seek?

[before]

[One of the dusks may or may not get blown up soon enough, and there's no response from him. In fact, aside from one of the bombs going off once a Dusk is close enough, it's eerily silent.]

[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

[one down, three to go. his eyes narrow at the sight of the explosion, looking down to see what may have caused it.]

[before]

[There's nothing left but a scorch mark. The bombs are small, and designed to be hardly visible in this kind of environment.]

[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

[he knows there's something there, and that it's sensitive. stretching his arm out to call his weapon again, he's going to swing it around before slamming the butt of his scythe into the ground, creating a shockwave that ripples out over the ground around him.]

[before]

[The other bombs that were nearby explode as the shockwave hits them, rather violently. They would have been quite painful to step on.]

[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

[Marluxia makes a tsking sound, feeling free to walk over the ground, following the direction of the scorched earth]

Still resorting to tricks, are we?

[before]

[Another bomb starts rolling his way in response, fairly quiet.]

[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

[he doesn't hear that one, and is continuing to follow the remaining Dusks in what he thinks is Red's direction. how big an explosion is that one going to make as he passes it by?]

[before]

[Oh, a fairly large one, considering how small the bomb itself is. His legs will definitely be hit with the brunt of it though.]

[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

[that was a fairly loud yelp of pain, then! and some quick glares around the area. when he doesn't see anything still he'll go quiet; moments later the earth is being broken and pushed aside by thick vines that spread out along the ground around him, creating a very tangled net of sorts. he'd rather sacrifice them to sound out the way, if the Dusks aren't going to be as much use as he thought.]

[before]

[There's some muffled snickering coming from over there.



Or maybe it's coming from over there?

[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

[he hears that, both times. his eyes narrow in suspicion, remembering Red's earlier speed. he stops moving, even the vines stopping briefly before a wind starts kicking up around him. ever seen a storm of flowers, Red? because there's three whirlwinds forming around him and spreading out, swirling with petals that are sharper than they appear.]

[before]

[Can't say he's seen that before, but he's probably not close enough to get hit anymore-- it's off to the graveyard with him now~. He's basically hoping Marluxia will eventually give up.]

[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

I must say, you are a disappointment if you can't so much as figure out your own weaponry.

[if he can't figure out where Red's headed off to, he may do just that. he'll be leaving the vines there, of course. if anyone gets too close they'll wrap around them until they smother]

[before]

[You say that like he's tried, Marluxia. Besides, he has no idea how to use the weapons he'd be able to summon.

Also, he's totally not stuck with those there, and will eventually set them on fire once he's sure Marluxia's nice and far away.]