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[bastardflame.livejournal.com]

[fold, press the crease, unfold, pull... and...]

Okay. Ugliest crane I've ever seen.

[crushes it in his fist, sets it on fire then blows the ashes from his palm, starting over again.

...

Hey, when there's nothing else to do you sometimes pick up an odd hobby. At least he wasn't knitting or something.]

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[rubberduckyboi.livejournal.com]

[His laughter softened, finally catching his breath until his goofy expression turned to one of confusion.Wait...Why wasn't he- His fun was already ruined, no comment to that kind of question at all. This Axel was still quick with comebacks just like the one he knew from his world. He shook his head holding up a finger.]

Y-You...

[He let out an anguished whine. Yeah great comeback Demyx. Nothing can beat that...He was flustered, speechless, and his witty comebacks were not coming to him. Brilliant.]

[bastardflame.livejournal.com]

[it was the whine that got him. Clutching his gut he doubled over laughing, wiping his eyes a few times. Ooooh that was just priceless]

Heh heh. Sure needed the laugh, Dem.

Still think your fortune teller is a bunch of crock.

[rubberduckyboi.livejournal.com]

[Pursing his lips he held in his outrage. His hands were balling in to fists at his sides, attempting to look menacing. Wasn't working too much for him.]

It isn't a bunch of crock! It speaks the truth, the fortune just now was true!
A-And stop laughing!

[Flailing his arms he held the fortune teller right in front of Axel.]

It. Never. Lies.

[bastardflame.livejournal.com]

Except for that first time.

[hardly swayed, he eyed the piece of paper]

It's paper. Hardly anything cosmic.

[smirk]

But it is true. I am a cocky bastard who loves mansex.

[leeeeeeans in, smarmy bastard look in place]

Maybe you should check it for your future.

[purr]

[rubberduckyboi.livejournal.com]

It could have been true...you never know.

[He mumbled to himself digging the heel of his converse on the ground. He actually thought that fortune tellers, tarot cards, palm readings, and horoscopes were true.]

I-I'll pass.

[He leaned back a little, the same blush creeping back on to his face from how close the redhead was to him before. It was hard not to fall in to that 'cocky bastards' trap. Rocking back on his heels the at an awkward angle that was close to a tilted and backwards C from how he was leaning, the next thing he knew was losing balance, flailing his arms, and aching on his back. Graceful balance my ass....

[bastardflame.livejournal.com]

[ah ah, couldn't let him fall now... could he? Leaning forward he put a palm at Demyx's lower back, steadying him. Then he ever-so-nicely pulled him up. close]

You need to be careful, Demyx. Wouldn't want to fall and hurt yourself, mm~?

[smirks before letting him go]

[rubberduckyboi.livejournal.com]

[Staring up in to serpent green eyes he noticed that he wasn't on the ground or really hurt. Besides his ego which was a puddle on the floor sinking through the floorboards thanks to Axel's comment. Plus the fact that he just had a damsel in distress moment. It was embarrassing, corny, and it brought his self esteem down a few more negative intervals, but it was better than having your head cracked open.]

Y-Yeah...

[Even if he was gaping a little seeming like he had a brain tumor....Snapping out of his thoughts he mumbled a thank you, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. Okay then, time to bring up a new topic instead of staring with big goo goo eyes like an idiot.]

S-So-

[He cleared his throat trying to sound more layed back and cool.]

So, how long have you been stuck in this...dressing room?