plastic stars in our private galaxy;

[plasticburns.livejournal.com]

[blinks  once. Blinks twice. Looks down at his tattered clothing, but there doesn't seem to be anything but scars left]

I thought I was dead. I mean, I was stabbed and burned and- where's Roxas?

[from trained's universe. He's a doll who has a fear of Axels and a love for Roxas]

Comments

[fuegisa.livejournal.com]

Existing or not. You decide.

[she's having fun making riddles today, obviously.]

[plasticburns.livejournal.com]

[sh-shaking]

Please leave Roxas alone.

1/2

[fuegisa.livejournal.com]

[whoop, disappeared.]

[fuegisa.livejournal.com]

[... and then reappears. right behind you. boobs at his neck now, and her arms are on his shoulders, arms draped over his chest.]

Which one~?

[plasticburns.livejournal.com]

[so close to freaking out it's not even funny-but wait.]

You're a woman?

[fuegisa.livejournal.com]

What? Really?

[it's horribly mocking, and she pulls down the zipper to see the cleavage.]

Well, what do you know.

[plasticburns.livejournal.com]

But... you were a man at home. We had a male master.

[fuegisa.livejournal.com]

Your point?

This place has so many doubles of Axels it's not surprising. I'm one of the ones that won't chew out your throat.

[plasticburns.livejournal.com]

...I still don't like this. I need to find Roxas.

[fuegisa.livejournal.com]

Cute~.

Dependent.

[plasticburns.livejournal.com]

If I don't find him, he might get hurt.

[fuegisa.livejournal.com]

I~I think you'll die before you find him in this room, but please, go ahead.

[plasticburns.livejournal.com]

[trying to register this, yes]

But I'm all ready dead.

[fuegisa.livejournal.com]

Then you've got a head start.

[plasticburns.livejournal.com]

... [he wants to say something along the lines that this new Axel is a total weirdo, but he's still pretty scared of Axels, so he simply starts to walk away slowly]

[fuegisa.livejournal.com]

[juuust waves pleasantly.]