when everything was like a loaded gun.

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[slowly, his guard is beginning to drop. he ventures further out to explore the dressing room with less caution. currently, he looks so out of place in the spotless kitchen with his ripped up jeans and dirty shoes. at least his white cotton tee looks fairly decent. both uzi pistols are tucked safely in their own holsters on both his thighs. he's currently fixing himself a glass of milk. he hasn't had something like that in months.]

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[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

[have a head on your shoulder.]

Might wanna check the date on that.

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[jumps like a frightened rabbit. one hand flies instinctively to the handle of his pistol, turning a wary gaze to the other.]

... right.

[his hand drops and he lifts the glass, sniffing at it. smells like milk... so he laps the surface like a kitten. tastes like ordinary milk.]

It's good.

[everlyafter.livejournal.com]

You gonna be okay? Want something to eat?

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[the whole female thing with the face of a boy who tries to kill and save him all at once is still weirding him out.]

I don't know how to work any of the stuff in here.

[glances at the oven and microwave.]

[everlyafter.livejournal.com]

Well, what do you want to eat? I can make it.

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[scrunches his nose in thought.]

... Dunno what I want.

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

You're new, I guess.

[he's feeling oddly distant, oddly affectionate as he wraps his arms around Sora's shoulders. feels like how he used to be when every Sora was his best friend.]

Looks like you could use some new clothes.

[everlyafter.livejournal.com]

How about a sandwich for now? There's lunch meat in the fridge. Pick out what you like.

[thesplendorsof.livejournal.com]

[idly playing with the burners on the stove.]

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

What's wrong with the clothes I have now?

[dirty. ripped. falling apart. need I say more? if he feels uncomfortable, he doesn't show it, gulping down the milk.]

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

I don't know what I like.

[his choice of food had been more or less limited back home. he ate what he could, when he could.]

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[sips his milk and watches. still, the sight of Axel makes his skin crawl and the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end. his free hand is already on the handle of his pistol. just incase...]

[everlyafter.livejournal.com]

...ham and cheese it is than.

[and she gets to work on making him a sandwich, sliding it over to him]

There. Eat.

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[stares at it.]

... don't I need a fork? Or a knife?

[semiautomatic-8.livejournal.com]

[leans against the doorway]

[clicks tongue] Well, well. Look who it is.

[everlyafter.livejournal.com]

No, sandwiches you just eat with your hands.

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[peers at his hands. scratched and rough with calluses with dirt under the fingernails. but he's not too picky about how clean his food is and puts the glass down to pick the food up, taking a hefty bite. mmm, good stuff.]

[thesplendorsof.livejournal.com]

[the temperature isn't rising fast enough for his tastes, so he adds a bit of his own flame. the burner coils start to bubble and pop.]

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[the kind of voice that sends shivers down his spine. he nearly drops his glass of milk as one of the pistols whips from its holster. pointed straight at Axel.]

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[unfazed, he looks on, lips still pressed to the rim of the cup.]

[everlyafter.livejournal.com]

There you go. You'll need a bath next, though.

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[doesn't answer her, just practically inhales that sandwich. to be honest? he was starved. it had been quite some time since he had a decent meal.]

[everlyafter.livejournal.com]

Want another?

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[he nods, wiping bread crumbs from the corner of his mouth.]

[thesplendorsof.livejournal.com]

[kitchen counters are supposed to be flameproof, but whoever built this place obviously didn't know that.]