Finally settling in

[horizonfyre.livejournal.com]

[So he's cleaned up--looking less like a burnt hobo and more like a productive, sane member of society. Given a proper haircut and a change of clothes, Axel's gone off to find himself a room to live in, because sleeping in hallways isn't his idea of a good time.

--but upon finding some place suitable, he immediately tacks up a notice. Just one this time (as opposed to the hundred something of "Cube warnings" he posted in paranoid fit), right outside his room in the hall.

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[xehanort-xemnas.livejournal.com]

A dark hooded figure in the shadows watches the red-haired man tack a paper to a bare wall. Narrowing his gold eyes he waits for the man to wander off then steps from the shadows and approaches the new decoration. Narrowing his dark gold eyes and furrowing his brow, he removes a notepad from his coat pocket. After a moment of consideration he gestures and a small narrow rod of light appears in front of him, and he grasps it and begins to write on the paper, burning the letters and words into the paper with a slight scorching scent forming around the figure. Looking to both ends of the corridor, he then places the notepad back in his pocket, a faint thin stream of smoke still flowing from the scorched pages, he disappears into a swirl of blackness and is gone.

[horizonfyre.livejournal.com]

[All the while, Axel's in his room, the door just cracked a bit behind him. The walls are still bare and he's having fun with the dresser of the room--opening and closing the drawers, trying to see what he can get the room to conjure. he's already gotten the closet to fill itself with lace-up boots, so he's fairly pleased with himself.

Though he never does hear the other approach his room despite the close proximity. The boy's gone and pulled himself a stereo from under the bed. He'd tried the radio and only gotten a soft static from every station imaginable, so he settles with the cd player of it--more than happy to find the disc of an obscure Romanian artist in it.

So with music and his own horrible dancing masking the sounds outside, the visitor goes unnoticed.]

[xehanort-xemnas.livejournal.com]

Suddenly a thin figured man hurdles down the hallway slamming into the walls leaving streaks of blood as he collides, calling wildly out, "Get back here you bastard!" With a great trip he collides with the ajar door, falling to the floor and slamming into a pointed surface which berates his bald head with numerous hard objects. Panting as he lay, his yellow eyes reddened at the corners and his silver chin hair resting at an angle on his chest he looked up at the aghast red-haired man.

[horizonfyre.livejournal.com]

[A second before the man had even hit the door--his little dragon Roxy perked up and gave a whimper, burying herself under the bedcovers of the bottom bunk. Cue impact!

Axel goes skidding, crashing back into his desk and collapses down to the floor. Why there's a strange and bleeding bald man sprawled across him, he doesn't know. So for immediate lack of eloquence, he offers three words.]

What the fuck?!

[xehanort-xemnas.livejournal.com]

"What?!" exclaimed the bleeding man. "What is this?!"
He looked around the room and seeing the red-haired man beneath him and grabs him by the collar lifting him from the ground as he stood up. Looking into the red-haired man's eyes he sneered, "Where is Xemnas! That broken thieving bastard of non-existence!"

[horizonfyre.livejournal.com]

[Now, lifting Axel off the ground wasn't difficult for his weight--no, the man was a twig. It was difficult for his height. Standing a few over six feet, there weren't many people with arms even long enough to do the deed. But somehow this grandpa managed. And once again, confused as all hell, Axel outed with the swearing.]

Paws off, gramps!

[The swift kick to the shins wouldn't hurt either.

--the situation that was. Not the older man. And while violent confrontation wasn't exactly Axel's thing, if this guy kept it up, he'd be on fire in a second.]

[xehanort-xemnas.livejournal.com]

[the bald figure sneered at this]

"You know nothing!"

[and with an effortless gesture, Axel is thrown across the room to an opposing wall. The band man walked out into the hall and looked in the direction he was previously heading, pondering where Xemnas would have gone.]

[hesreallythere.livejournal.com]

My room is really actually pretty big if you just want to stay with me?

[smiiile]


[ooc; R-random question, but are you DarthMaligna by any chance?]

[horizonfyre.livejournal.com]

Nah, I'm gonna stay here...reminds me of home. [grins]

Plus, I'd have to relocate all the boots. [gestures to the full closet, obviously still on a small paranoid kick]


[ooc: Nope XD never heard of him/her]

[hesreallythere.livejournal.com]

You've got a closet full of boots?

[lskaj;j brain breaks]

[ooc; Haha, okay. This Axel's last name sounded like the last name in one of the fanfics of hers, so I wasn't sure. 8D]

[horizonfyre.livejournal.com]

Gotta be prepared, right? Not like anyone else is gonna loan me theirs... [crosses arms]


[ooc: *doublechecks the fanfic linked in the profile* --! *snerks* --well, you'd be right there! there's a roxas on here that invited me to play opposite them. and they were from said fic, written by her. so here i am. *will never do DM's axel proper justice*]

[hesreallythere.livejournal.com]

I...guess?

[juuuust goes with it]

[ooc; fff, haha, I should have checked your profile first, lmao. I'm just gonna blame my stupid on the fact I just woke up]

[xehanort-xemnas.livejournal.com]

[Knock Knock]
An elaborately dressed silver haired man knocked on the door, three sweeps of silver hair flowing from his deep tan skin.
"By chance is this the room seeking companionship? Ah! I see you have a 'young' friend here with you'. [a smile spread across his sharp handsome face] I do hope this is the room. Oh, where are my manners?! My name is Ansem.

[horizonfyre.livejournal.com]

[After the earlier hit-and-run, Axel's feeling a bit cautious. He turns at the waist, looking to the other over his shoulder]

Hey, you new around these parts? [Roxy gives a quiet whine and flops out on a pillow,pulling Axel's gaze for a second. He looks back to the newcomer.]

Looking for a room, I guess?

[xehanort-xemnas.livejournal.com]

I suppose you could say that... among other things. On the main I am searching for a silver haired boy answering to Riku. I lost him some time ago and would much like to find him. Do you own this building? It's a bit squallerly.
[considering the Axel's reaction he changes his tactic]
I'm just used to a more expansive and elaborate dwelling. But usurping interlopers have seized my home and left it in shambles. The same troublemakers kidnapped Riku and stole him away into a closed world. I have searched for him ever since they thieving coward nearly killed me. But luckily the last vestiges of myself; my sense of self; formed with an unknown power. How and why this happened I know not, but further, I sense emptiness in you. What ARE you?!

[horizonfyre.livejournal.com]

[Emptiness? What the hell is this guy talking about? --and that one's just the tip of the iceburg!]

Look buddy, I've already had one weirdo crash my room looking for people. I'm not the cops, so go file a missing person's report somewhere else. I know a Riku, but he's some jerk in the FBI--which is probably an organization you've never dealt with, let alone heard of.

[One silver-haired room-crasher was enough for him. If this trend kept up, he'd bar all the bastards out!]

And I really don't give a flying fuck about how squallerly this place is or isn't, because squallerly isn't a word! I don't own this place and neither do you. All I know is that we're STUCK, so lay off and--and--

[Flustered, he threw his hands up.]

--find someplace else to live!

[It was be enough having to deal with being stuck in an ever shifting environment. But to do so with a friend who didn't remember you at all? Torture.]

[xehanort-xemnas.livejournal.com]

[Having only heard a murmur of annoying buzzing from the flaming fellow behind him, Ansem crossed his arms and walked back into the room.]

"Though you have been no help, you have alerted me to the presence of another. One as empty as you, but potentially more powerful and ultimately more attractive."
[and with that, Ansem lifted off the ground and shot straight up through layer after layer of building leaving an endless tunnel ending in a pinprick of light like a distant star.]

"Shit! This is a surprisingly tall building! Maybe I should Have just used a door...

[team-desu.livejournal.com]

Multiple cats allowed~?

[horizonfyre.livejournal.com]

[Raises an eyebrow]

. . . how many are we talking here?

[team-desu.livejournal.com]

Can't say. I have four that follow me around primarily, though~

[horizonfyre.livejournal.com]

G-geh... [Looks like he's bitten off more than he can chew]

Four? You can't like...pawn them off elsewhere or something?

[achromaticly.livejournal.com]

Why do you want a roommate, mister?

[horizonfyre.livejournal.com]

[Crosses arms, leaning up against the wooden-framed bunkbeds]

Because living alone blows? Why, you looking for a place to stay?

[achromaticly.livejournal.com]

I sleep wherever is comfortable, mister. But m'just a kid so it's easy to find some place.

[horizonfyre.livejournal.com]

[Shrugs] Whatever floats your boat, kiddo. Stay outta trouble.