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[destati-13.livejournal.com]

[Here's a Roxas who looks like he has seen better days. He's sitting in the kitchen in one of the chairs, his face on the table and his hands laced around the back of his head. He's got a splitting headache, and a little bit of discoloration is showing up around his neck - being strangled by a crazy Saïx will do that to you.]

[deep sigh] Why does everyone around here attack you if you try and speak with them...?

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[destati-13.livejournal.com]

Great... just great... [flinches]

You're not "obligated" too... but, thanks... for saving me and all.

[foralostcause.livejournal.com]

... I had to. Don't mention it.

[sighs and leans back in his chair] You thirsty?

[destati-13.livejournal.com]

Still... thanks. It's nice to have someone you can count on around...

[eases his head off the table, sitting up] A little, yeah...

[foralostcause.livejournal.com]

[gets up and goes to the fridge, looking around in it for a moment before holding up a soda, that citrus-whatever he likes so much] This all right?

And I can probably find some aspirin for your head...

[destati-13.livejournal.com]

[glances back to see what Axel is holding] Yeah, those are good.

That'd be nice... my head is killing me.

[foralostcause.livejournal.com]

[sets two sodas on the table and goes to get a bottle of aspirin out of one of the cabinets, checking the dosage on the label before fishing out two pills for Roxas, holding them out to him]

I think we both need to take it easy around here for a few days.

[destati-13.livejournal.com]

[opens one of the sodas when Axel sets them down, and takes the pain killers] Thanks.

You can say that again... first getting bitten, then you getting stabbed, now being strangled... I'm starting to think that working for the Organization might be safer than this place.

[foralostcause.livejournal.com]

Hah! I dunno, I'm in no hurry to go back... [opens his soda and sits down]

[destati-13.livejournal.com]

I don't really want to go back either, but... At least there we don't have as many problems with people attacking each other. [slumps down in his chair and sips at the soda]

[foralostcause.livejournal.com]

We're just really good at making enemies.

[destati-13.livejournal.com]

We must be, or something...

[foralostcause.livejournal.com]

[falls silent, drinking his soda and looking at the floor, humor fading]




I think it's about time we found a room.

[destati-13.livejournal.com]

[glances over at Axel]

Yeah... having our own room would be nice.