Finally settling in

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[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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Well, anyway-- [Chuckles and goes digging Roxy out from the nest of covers she's hidden herself in on the bottom bunk]

--take a look~ Unharmed as promised and happy as a clam. Little girl got some pancakes this morning.


[ooc: jesus, considering just read the damn thing before i joined--you'd think i'd remember the author's name of something *pathetic*]

[hesreallythere.livejournal.com]

[s-smiles widely, really, really happy]

You've taken care of her!

[gleee]

Oh, um, a little tip. She loves eating mint leaves. I fed her lots of those after all her meals.

[ooc; fff, haha, I read so much that I can't remember names half the time. What's really retarded is when you read something and then like halfway through you realize you wrote it. *h-has done that*]

[horizonfyre.livejournal.com]

Mint, huh? I'll keep that in mind.

[He pauses, smirks, then plays peek-a-boo with a dresser drawer again. Bingo. Mint leaves. Paranoia aside, he was beginning to like this place.]

Come'ere Roxy...Look what I've got~ [takes a handful and sprinkles them around on the bed, watching her scamper about to eat them all up. He stands back, and crosses his arms, grinning.]

The caretaker seat isn't my best, but I'd say I'm doing pretty well.


[ooc: ooh yeah...I've look back at old rp logs from yim and stuff, staring on in complete disbelieve that i'd ever written my portions of it XD]

[hesreallythere.livejournal.com]

[smiles wider as the little dragon starts eating the leaves, amused]

You're not a bad mommy.

[ooc; fff, oh god, don't even get me started on my old rp logs. s-so bad.]

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--! [snorts] Mommy?

[IS TOO FAR FROM THE DESK TO HEADDESK PROPERLYSFKJW XD But before further embarrassments can be had, he realizes something]

Oh yeah--that's right, before I forget... I'd been meaning to ask you-- [He steps back over to the bed, rummaging around in Roxy's nest of covers, pulling out a large green egg.] --do these things reproduce asexually, or just appear on their own like everything else?


[ooc: auuugh i couldn't resist @_@ (http://dragcave.ath.cx/viewdragon/siDn) ]

[hesreallythere.livejournal.com]

Yup, mommy!

[e-evill]

Oh, there's a room that just makes them. It's neat. I found them and showed someone, and it just blew up from there, kinda.

[ooc; hahaha JUST AS PLANNED]

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[Sighs and examines the egg for a moment, before tucking it back up into the blankets]

This place still blows my mind... [he takes a seat on the bottom bunk, mulling it over]

Some guy told me that this place kept us here to sustain itself... But in a way...doesn't it make sense? A place that creates what a person desires...needs someone to desire, doesn't it?

But to keep sustaining the desires of more, it needs more people to--well, it runs sort of in circles now that I think about it. --like this place will never be satisfied... it just keeps pulling more and more people in.

[Shakes his head]

Eh...All this deep-chatter is making my head spin.

[hesreallythere.livejournal.com]

I don't really wanna think about it, you know? It's not a happy thought.

[frown]

[horizonfyre.livejournal.com]

[Shrugs]

Life's not all skittles and beer, kid. [looks a little dejected as well]

. . .

You uh...wanna go get an icecream or something?

[hesreallythere.livejournal.com]

Ice cream?

[smiles at him, a little amused]

I guess, sure.

[horizonfyre.livejournal.com]

[Plays peek-a-boo with the mint drawer of his dresser again, and reopens to a set of icecreams. He passed one to Sora, keeping the other to himself and stole his sear back on the bed.]

Huh...Drumstick...haven't had one of these in years... [he smiles and gives a light shrug] So, lighter note--what've you been doing since you got here? --the dressing room I mean.

[hesreallythere.livejournal.com]

[laughs at the magical drawer, and says a quiet thank you for it]

mmm, just talking to people mainly... you?

[horizonfyre.livejournal.com]

Looking for an old friend...finding him...getting rejected outright by the same guy...

I nearly caught myself on fire and killed myself trying to blast my way out of here... Got a haircut, this place--you gave me Roxy and I found Chell... [shrugs]

That's been about it.

[hesreallythere.livejournal.com]

...Mm, I'm sorry. Never had someone I'd wanted to ask out before really.

Chell? That's what you named the egg, or the dragon?

[blink]

[horizonfyre.livejournal.com]

[shrugs] Eh--it's nothing for anyone to stress over...

--but Chell's the dragon in the egg--whenever it hatches that this. Gotta get it used to it's name early, right?

[hesreallythere.livejournal.com]

I suppose, yeah. Why'd you name her that?

[horizonfyre.livejournal.com]

It's the name of a girl back home [he chuckles, telling only half the truth]

She was stuck in a nasty place too, but she stuck through it and got out. Sort of a hopeful name.

[hesreallythere.livejournal.com]

Ahh, I see.

[smiles]

Pretty. What if it's a boy though?

[horizonfyre.livejournal.com]

[Shrugs and grins] Chell Junior? Or maybe Indy? I don't know--I'm not any good at this 'naming' business.

[hesreallythere.livejournal.com]

[grins]

Neither am I. Most of mine still lack names...

[horizonfyre.livejournal.com]

[headtilts slightly]

Then...heh...maybe I can help out?

[hesreallythere.livejournal.com]

Sure, if you want.

[horizonfyre.livejournal.com]

[nods and pops his neck] Alright then--where do we start?

[hesreallythere.livejournal.com]

Back at the room I guess...All of 'em should be sleeping.

[leads!]

[horizonfyre.livejournal.com]

[trots on off after the other, still nomming on his icecream~]

I mean, this can't be hard, right? How many do you have anyway?