fired up with nothing left to burn

[pyromancing.livejournal.com]

Well, this definitely isn't where I parked my car.

That said, it's pretty cozy.

[opens a door, finds showers and a door leading to a sauna]

Hey, maybe they gave me vacation leave. But that's a little too generous for the Superior. Maybe they just wanted to get rid of me for a while?

... Yeah, that's probably it. No surprise there... But this is five star, man. Real luxurious. A Nobody could get used to a non-existence like this.

Comments

[replikip.livejournal.com]

What the hell are you talking about?

[pyromancing.livejournal.com]

[well hey, it's either the replica or the kid.]

... Hey, is this Castle Oblivion?

[replikip.livejournal.com]

No, and it's definitely not my college.

[busies himself with bunching up his leash and looping it through a belt hole.]

[pyromancing.livejournal.com]

College, huh.

I was never really a booky type. Sounds like somewhere ol' Zex might go, I guess.

[replikip.livejournal.com]

Oh, we're not really given an opti--

[looks at him sideways.]

Wait, you go to my college.

[pyromancing.livejournal.com]

Haha, what? Do you think I'm like, some sort of sleep-learner?

I've never been to school, unless I went while I was sleeping.

[featheredapple.livejournal.com]

[mini!Sora with black wings flying your way]

Hi~

[pyromancing.livejournal.com]

[o-kay...]

Hey, you look like Sora.

If him and Malificent had a kid, this'd be about how I'd imagine it turning out. Urgh.

[featheredapple.livejournal.com]

I am Sora!

What's a Malificent?

[pyromancing.livejournal.com]

No one important.

[deadpans at Sora and pokes him in midair]

Weiiiird.

[featheredapple.livejournal.com]

Ok.

That tickles!

[pyromancing.livejournal.com]

So where'd you come from?

[achromaticly.livejournal.com]

[blink blink. He's staring at you from one of the sofas, black and blue eyes watching curiously.]

[pyromancing.livejournal.com]

[feels like he's being watched and turns slightly]

... ... ...

Roxas?

[achromaticly.livejournal.com]

Yes, mister?

[pyromancing.livejournal.com]

'Mister'?

It's me, Axel.

[achromaticly.livejournal.com]

[head tilts in his direction, his one black eye seeming to watch the other more intently than the blue one]

There are a lot or Axels, Mister. I can't tell which one you are.

[lostrefugee.livejournal.com]

(another Axel, huh? Albino figures she should introduce herself. maybe even explain the fact that she's a nobody, too)

Hey, you must be new here.

(holds out a hand for a handshake)

My name's Albino.

[pyromancing.livejournal.com]

Oh, hey...

[awkward handshake]

New to what?

[lostrefugee.livejournal.com]

The dressing room. It's a sort of crossroad of worlds, meaning that you'll see other versions of yourself, and people you know.

[pyromancing.livejournal.com]

Name's not very catchy, is it?

[thebarbaricyawp.livejournal.com]

(say hello to another Axel! :D this guys dressed like a teacher at a school)

A nobody? What do you mean by that?

(worst person to say that around, btw. he's intrigued as to what you mean by this)

[pyromancing.livejournal.com]

...

[staaaare]

[thebarbaricyawp.livejournal.com]

Ah, you must be new here.
My name is Axel Keating. I am, quite obviously, a different version of you.

[pyromancing.livejournal.com]

... This can't be good for the fabric of the universe.