Delicious eggs.

[inflamingly.livejournal.com]

I just had the most amazing omelet. There was this room with some eggs in it, and these eggs were the biggest damn things ever. [shows the egg halves: ]

Who wants some, I'm in a giving mood today. [armed with omelet-making tools!]

[ooc; yes, lmfao, he found the room that's making the dragon eggs, and totally had an omelet. *d-dies* I had to.]

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[fleurdemort.livejournal.com]

[Innocent look. He's trying to hide his rising anger towards the other Marluxias.]

My human selves love to give me a bad reputation, don't they?

[inflamingly.livejournal.com]

[Adding in yummy things]

What should make you think you wouldn't make me have a nice little trip onto that knife over there?

[fleurdemort.livejournal.com]

[Staring. Damn it all.]

Because it isn't Axel's time to die yet.

[inflamingly.livejournal.com]

[eyebrow]

...You that hungry?

[fleurdemort.livejournal.com]

[Tapping index fingers together.]

It's not that I feel hungry, it's just that it looks like it would be tasty...

[inflamingly.livejournal.com]

I've done dumber shit.

[all the invitation Marluxia gets]

[fleurdemort.livejournal.com]

I'm sure. [Deadpan.]

[inflamingly.livejournal.com]

You got one chance, flower boy. That's it.

[fleurdemort.livejournal.com]

...What are you saying?

[inflamingly.livejournal.com]

M'sayin' if you're that damn desperate, do whatever freaky shit you did earlier, to me.

[fleurdemort.livejournal.com]

[Blink. He didn't even have to threaten this one.

Points to food.]

Is Axel done cooking yet?

[inflamingly.livejournal.com]

It'll be done in just a few.

[finishes it up, figuring there's no harm. None of his friends are here, none of his allies, so what's the harm?]

[fleurdemort.livejournal.com]

[Watches Axel finish from behind his shoulder. Marluxia then moves forward, past flesh and bone to where Axel's soul is and wills it aside. He moves his own into place and takes over the body, letting everything adjust for a moment.]

-Well then, thank you~ Axel. I should pay you back for this.-

[inflamingly.livejournal.com]

[shivers, his teeth tingling oddly (what a weird thing to have tingle, he thinks with a frown)]

...Yeah, sure.

[ooc; haha. this axel's kind of...dumb? He did it 'cause he's got nothing else to lose.]

[fleurdemort.livejournal.com]

[Eyes the omelet for a moment before promptly stuffing his face. It was very, very good.~]

-Hm. Amazing, Axel can make infant dragons taste wonderful.-

[inflamingly.livejournal.com]

[whistling off-key in their head]

[ooc; haha, yeah, saw that thread. ♥ Can Axel hear it all? What Marluxia's saying?]

[fleurdemort.livejournal.com]

[Still eating.]

-People are probably going to be mad when they find out you did, though.-

[inflamingly.livejournal.com]

[ooc; just wanted to make sure that it was everything]

Why? And why the hell should I care?

[fleurdemort.livejournal.com]

-Never said you had to care. It's just that since so many people liked the dragons so much, they might just all attack you for it. Would be a fun thing to watch, wouldn't it?

Though, you could probably just show them how good they taste. Food is much better than a pet.-

[inflamingly.livejournal.com]

Eh. Wasn't my fault, I didn't know.

[fleurdemort.livejournal.com]

-True~ true~-

[He's finished eating, so he abruptly removes himself from the body.]

Careful moving for a minute.

[inflamingly.livejournal.com]

[hfghklj already flat on his ass]

Fuuuucking hell.

[teeth are tingling again, which he thinks is a retarded sensation]

[fleurdemort.livejournal.com]

[Leans down.]

I told Axel to be careful.

[Offers hand to help him up.]

[inflamingly.livejournal.com]

[stands up on his own, and makes a face]

Was it good for you?

[leeeeer]

[fleurdemort.livejournal.com]

[Stares back.]

...Axel...is a good cook.