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.]

Comments

[foralostcause.livejournal.com]

No. Explain. You owe me an explanation.

[lunalunasai.livejournal.com]

I owe you nothing.

[foralostcause.livejournal.com]

What do you mean, third time?

Did I--Did he die more than once? Why?

[lunalunasai.livejournal.com]

[Looking down again.]

It's not any of your business.

[foralostcause.livejournal.com]

You're making it my business. You attacked Roxas, nearly killed me, all because of your Axel, and your conflicts with him. Now explain.

[lunalunasai.livejournal.com]

[Starting to shake; You may hear a scratching noise as something scrapes against the wooden door -- his nails.]

[foralostcause.livejournal.com]

[Gets to his feet]

No! I won't! Not until you tell me what is going on. What the Hell happened?

[lunalunasai.livejournal.com]

[Crack! Someone gripped the door a little too harshly. His teeth clench.]

[foralostcause.livejournal.com]

Why won't you tell me? Why is it such a secret?

[lunalunasai.livejournal.com]

B-Because you don't need to know and no one else does either!

[Fuck it. He releases his hold on the door -- fingers and nails bleeding from the splinters -- and grabs the handle; turning, moving, opening the door and intending to leave with all haste.]

[foralostcause.livejournal.com]

[Nope, there's a hand around your wrist, Saix, gripping firmly.]

You've mistaken me for him often enough, what's the difference? Tell me.

[lunalunasai.livejournal.com]

[Stiffens; grits the next words out.]

H-He doesn't know.

[foralostcause.livejournal.com]

... What? [Now that just doesn't make any sense.]

How... What the Hell happened...?

[lunalunasai.livejournal.com]

[Looks back to glare at him.]

None of your business. Now let go, or I break your wrist.

[foralostcause.livejournal.com]

[Just tightens his grip] Go ahead. It's not like you haven't inflicted worse on me.

I want answers.

[lunalunasai.livejournal.com]

[There's pressure from another hand on the redhead's own wrist lighting-fast, crushing it. He turns towards Axel and leans in closer.]

Then do some fucking research for all I care. Figure it out for yourself. [Cruuuush.]

[foralostcause.livejournal.com]

[Damn that hurts. Axel lets go of Saix's wrist but his other hand gets a fistful of the fabric of Saix's coat and bodily tugs him back in the room, leaning into him against the now closed door.]

Listen to me. Your fucking problems are messing with my safety, and more importantly, Roxas'. I will find out. From you. Who else in this god damn place is going to be able to tell me?

[lunalunasai.livejournal.com]

[Saïx makes a startled noise when he's suddenly tugged back forcibly and just glaaares right into the other's face as he's shoved against the door.

No helping it.]



...

Why were you given your title?

[foralostcause.livejournal.com]

That's obvious. My abilities with fire. [Winces as he flexes his fingers]

[lunalunasai.livejournal.com]

Now this is the part where you should figure it out for yourself: Why was I given my title?

[Tilts his head with narrowed eyes.]

[foralostcause.livejournal.com]

... [Thinks on that for a quick moment]

You're... kind of a freak about the moon? You draw... Power from it?

What are you getting at? How are they even related?

[lunalunasai.livejournal.com]

[His expression just recedes into an bored look.]

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Idiot. Try the other half of it.

[foralostcause.livejournal.com]

Diviner? Still not seeing a link.

[lunalunasai.livejournal.com]

There's no link between our titles, but there is a link between "Diviner" and what you want to know. Think about it: What does a diviner do? [Getting really fed up at this point.]

[foralostcause.livejournal.com]

Magic.

And the link I'm looking for is the link to why he killed himself twice, thanks.

... Did you bring him back the first time?