i dreamed i was dying as i so often do

[foralostcause.livejournal.com]

[Axel's still in his room, on his bed. His coat and shirt were on the floor, the room was starting to feel stuffy and uncomfortable. He'd been up a few times, obvious enough by the cans of soda on the bedside table next to him that hadn't been there when Roxas had dragged him back here, half-awake and half-alive. The 'power outage' had thrown him a little, he'd felt a little vulnerable, but he knew right away when it was back. That familiar warmth was at his fingertips, he could light a flame in his hand at will again. He had the energy to do it, too, now that he'd gotten some rest.

He was sitting up, the scars on his arms and chest earlier had nearly disappeared now with his second or third X-Potion, but it wasn't really all that easy to tell. His knees were drawn up close to his chest and an arm wrapped around them. The other was resting across his knees, and he was snapping his fingers.

snap. A small flame flickered to life at his fingertips, burned the miniscule amount of energy he was willing to put towards it, and died out within a few seconds. snap. The same thing happened again.

He watched it with grim fascination each time.]

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[lunalunasai.livejournal.com]

[A hesitant knock at the door; A quiet voice heard from the other side.]

[foralostcause.livejournal.com]

[The door is offered a glance, but that's all. His hand is more interesting than a flat board of wood. He can tell by the voice who it is, and can assume by the tentativeness which one it is. He exhales in what might be interpreted as a soft sigh and answers]

I suppose.

[snap]

[lunalunasai.livejournal.com]

[There's a pause before Saïx carefully opens the door and walks in, shutting it behind him quietly to lean against it. He's a little bothered by what the other is doing after silently watching him for a few moments...a little bothered...just a little...]

...

[And too scared to talk.]

[foralostcause.livejournal.com]

[Saix's silence is unsettling, and enough to distract Axel from his present activity long enough to look over at Saix, confused.]

What?

[lunalunasai.livejournal.com]

[Definitely avoiding eye contact.]

Um...well...heheh...

[N-Nervous smile is a go.]

[foralostcause.livejournal.com]

[Swings his legs over the edge of the bed to face Saix, a small patch of what might be a burn scar visible on his side. It was an old wound, though, and not caused by his mistake during the fight against Saix. He just looks at the other, now, his expression difficult to read.]

Roxas isn't lying in a pool of his own blood somewhere, is he?

[lunalunasai.livejournal.com]

[Head snaps up to meet his gaze.]

N-No! Of course not!

[Just as quickly he looks off to the side, contemplating whether he should leave and find a different area of the dressing room to wander around in. Surely the other areas are just as nice...]

[foralostcause.livejournal.com]

Then what do you want?

[lunalunasai.livejournal.com]

[foralostcause.livejournal.com]

[Oh... He sits back, frowning a little now, leaning back on his arms.]

That's kind of a hard apology to accept.

[lunalunasai.livejournal.com]

You don't need to accept it, but I thought it would be better than no apology at all. [His gaze slowly drifts back to the floor and stays there.]

[foralostcause.livejournal.com]

I'll think about it.

[He too looks at the floor, taking a deep breath and letting it out slow.]

... That's how I do it, then? I light myself on fire?

[lunalunasai.livejournal.com]

[He freezes up on the spot. Everything. Stopping. A bell--]

[destati-13.livejournal.com]

[The knob of the door to the room turns, and Roxas pokes his head in - checking to see if Axel is asleep, or doing something that he would otherwise not want to be in the room for. It's not like they had shared a room back in Castle Oblivion, so... But Axel is awake, so he enters the room, shutting the door behind him.]

Hey...

[He wanders over to the bed, kicking off his boots before clambering up onto the end of the bed, idly watching as the small flame appears at Axel's fingertips, then sputters out. He could feel that the ban on their weapons and powers was gone too, but... he'd never found much use for control over light. Axel's power over fire seemed more practical and useful; maybe that was why he was just watching the other with something close to fascination.]

... That's neat.

[foralostcause.livejournal.com]

[looks up as he hears the door open, but relaxes upon seeing that it is only Roxas. snap. He keeps doing it, though every few seconds he glances at Roxas as he makes his way over and onto the bed.]

Hey... Yeah. Power's back.

[destati-13.livejournal.com]

It's about time, too... With how much of a panic that caused, it should have happened a lot sooner.

[Lets out a low sigh as he peels off his gloves, tossing them next to his boots. He's silent for a little while, just watching Axel snap to bring that small flame to life.]

... How are you feeling?

[foralostcause.livejournal.com]

Fine. [It's a quick, short, quiet answer.]

How's your neck?

[destati-13.livejournal.com]

It's fine... most of the bruising is clearing up.

[He worms his way out of his cloak - they aren't very comfortable for lounging around in. He tosses it onto the floor, sprawling out on the foot of the bed. His eyes are still fixed on Axel though.]

[foralostcause.livejournal.com]

Mm. That's good. [snap]

[destati-13.livejournal.com]

... You seem sort of... depressed...

[foralostcause.livejournal.com]

Mm. [Still just looking at his hand.]

I'm fine.

[destati-13.livejournal.com]

You don't look or sound fine.

[foralostcause.livejournal.com]

I'm tired. That's all.

Really, I'm fine. [Stops doing that thing with the fire and looks up at Roxas.]

Don't worry about it.

[destati-13.livejournal.com]

... If you're tired, you should sleep.

[Sits up, scooting a little closer to Axel.]

You just... speak like that when something's wrong, normally...

[foralostcause.livejournal.com]

I've been sleeping more than enough, I don't think I could if I wanted to.

I told you, nothing's wrong.