and i descend from grace

[genocidally.livejournal.com]

...

[very perturbed that this isn't the warehouse he'd opened the door to, and he stands there like a deer in the headlights, a hand hovering over his belt.]

{ooc; another from blueterror's verse.}

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[skyefalls.livejournal.com]

[just walking by with a line of Shadow Heartless following him - ]

[genocidally.livejournal.com]

[... by now he figures he must've passed out and is dreaming, because that just isn't possible.]

[genocidally.livejournal.com]

[his eyes flicker, but only for a moment. reaching down into his belt holster, he pulls out his silver glock.]

[skyefalls.livejournal.com]

[notices him.]

Yo. New kid. Are you?

[genocidally.livejournal.com]

... Sora. What's wrong with your eye?

[staaare.]

[genocidally.livejournal.com]

Tell me where I am, Sora.

[skyefalls.livejournal.com]

Nothing. [headtilt. stops walking, and the Shadows cluster around his feet.]

Why? What's up with it? [eyerub]

[genocidally.livejournal.com]

... [shakes his head with a sigh.]

Where are we?

[skyefalls.livejournal.com]

In a sort of...crossroads place.

Wait.

You're one of the saner ones. Thank whatever.

[semiautomatic-8.livejournal.com]

[ooc: Axel from the same verse. :3]

[cocks head to the side] Hey kid. [grins] Nice to see me, huh?

[everlyafter.livejournal.com]

Another one? Let me guess, you're with Sora.

[slavetothewheel.livejournal.com]

Oh geez... They're popping up like daisies now. I'll just say it already: I'm not who you think I am, just keep the guns down and it'll all be fine.

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[he's inching around rooms with the caution of a paranoid schizophrenic. he just rounds a corner and turns his head to spy Roxas. both of his pistols snap up to point at the blond.]

... so you're here too.

[he still doesn't relax his arms.]

[genocidally.livejournal.com]

[doesn't bother to reach for his guns; it'd be too late.]

I am.

[genocidally.livejournal.com]

You're a funny boy.

[click.]

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[on silent feet he begins to walk at an arch around Roxas, fingers still snuggly hugging the triggers.]

You're smart. Tell us why we're here.

[genocidally.livejournal.com]

Mm.

[just keeps his hand on the flap of his gun holster, never taking his eyes off of the other more than a second.]

[genocidally.livejournal.com]

[... stares.]

You were dead.

[semiautomatic-8.livejournal.com]

[ooc: Oh frick, I responded on the wrong Axel account. -___- Sorry.]

Guess I was, yeah. Not here, though.

I'm not complaining, are you?

[genocidally.livejournal.com]

If I knew, I might.

[calm, collected, he knows Sora won't shoot unless he draws too.]

[genocidally.livejournal.com]

Obviously not.

[genocidally.livejournal.com]

[not very pleased, his brows furrow a little. he stays silent.]

[genocidally.livejournal.com]

[say hello to two guns pointed at you.]

Give me a reason not to.

[click.]

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[after coming around full circle, he relaxes. he doesn't set his pistols back in their holsters, though.]

Did you come alone?

[genocidally.livejournal.com]

Axel is here, but I didn't call on him.

[obviously because he's not skilled in any such magic, so he's pretty stumped and not so pleased.]