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kingdomdressing2008-06-19 10:15 pm
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i dreamed i was dying as i so often do
[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.]
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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Did I--Did he die more than once? Why?
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It's not any of your business.
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[Starting to shake; You may hear a scratching noise as something scrapes against the wooden door -- his nails.]
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No! I won't! Not until you tell me what is going on. What the Hell happened?
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[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.]
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You've mistaken me for him often enough, what's the difference? Tell me.
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H-He doesn't know.
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How... What the Hell happened...?
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None of your business. Now let go, or I break your wrist.
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I want answers.
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Then do some fucking research for all I care. Figure it out for yourself. [Cruuuush.]
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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?
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No helping it.]
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Why were you given your title?
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[Tilts his head with narrowed eyes.]
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You're... kind of a freak about the moon? You draw... Power from it?
What are you getting at? How are they even related?
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Idiot. Try the other half of it.
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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?
8D;
:D Axel's not slow or anything, noooo...
XD;;;;; Oh lol. Or maybe I'm incoherent? It's already 7 AM.
Haha, I'm still jetlagging, aaaand. I dunno. Do you need sleep? XD;
Feeling zombified; might get off soon. But for now I'm OK. :Db
Heh, all right.
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*totally didn't fall asleep right next to the keyboard, what are you talking about*
Oh dear.
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