we want it all.

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

[sprawled out on one of the couches is an exhausted looking Axel. dark slashes of purple sit pretty under slitted emerald eyes, accompanied by giant cat-like yawns every now and then as he tosses and turns, trying to get comfortable. for once, his hair is up in a high ponytail, damp red spikes jutting more haphazardly than usual down his bare back. if one bothered to pay attention, they'd notice the scratches and even a few bites here and there -- his chest is guaranteed to sport at least a half-dozen more]

Sunshine, I've got [yawn] a proposition for you.

[proceeds to stretch out completely, back arching like a feline before he flops back down on his tummy]

How the hell does anyone sleep in this place?

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[rikufu.livejournal.com]

That name's never going to stick.

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

It will if I blurt it out in front of the wrong person~

[rikufu.livejournal.com]

Haven't exactly had the time to make friends here.

[ m-maybe one, but that's his business. ]

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

As much as an antisocial bastard you seem to be, somehow I doubt you're a total recluse.

[rikufu.livejournal.com]

I said "time".

It's a little unsettling to see dozens of body-doubles of people you thought you already knew.

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

I'm with you there, but it sure keeps things interesting.

[rikufu.livejournal.com]

I'd rather settle for "normal" in this case.

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

Normal is vastly overrated~