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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.]

8D;
He died once, Axel, Once. I don't bring people back to life, I SEE THINGS. For crying out loud it's not that fucking hard!
:D Axel's not slow or anything, noooo...
He... You should stop him! You know about it, so you can stop it! Like Roxas promised for me!
XD;;;;; Oh lol. Or maybe I'm incoherent? It's already 7 AM.
...but no one needs to know this.]
It already happened Axel: Once in a vision, and once in real life. Dead twice but really once. Understand now?
Haha, I'm still jetlagging, aaaand. I dunno. Do you need sleep? XD;
God, why was that such a big secre--...
You didn't do anything to stop it.
Feeling zombified; might get off soon. But for now I'm OK. :Db
I did what I could and nothing changed.
Heh, all right.
[... Oh. Yeah, right. Steps away from Saix, trying not to be awkward about it.]
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[Just relaxes against the door.]
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You... You should tell him how you feel.
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How I feel? I don't have a heart, if you haven't noticed.
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There's obviously something there. Why the Hell do you keep coming back to me? Why did you even make the effort to repair things between us?
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I do not come back to you. And it simply would have been rude not to do anything.
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Mm, I may not have been able to read between the lines just a moment ago with your bizarre psychic powers or whatever but the fact that you're getting defensive about that? Speaks volumes to me, Saix.
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Great. But you're not the only Axel I've some attachment for -- there's also the one who's arm I ripped off.
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hit home. He looks at you with a glare of doom again. Light blush? Possibly.]And just what kind of attachment do you think I have to the stupid one? We grew up together, you dipshit, that's all.
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[a shrug, his eyes flicking to the floor again]
Your level of commitment to the guy seems like a lot more than just friendship. [He knows what it's like to hide that secret, and would like to think he's getting better at recognizing the signs]
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...
Back in the day, Axel would never have tried to kill himself. Never. He's the one responsible for the fact that there's scar on my wrist and not an open wound. He told me to live and tried to save me.
[Looks away.]
I owe him my life, so of course it's more than friendship. Yet I doubt it's what you're thinking; It's beyond what you could comprehend.
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I'd figured Axel being brought back would have done you some good, but I've got a bruised Roxas and a few healing wounds of my own to prove otherwise.
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You mean... Roxas?
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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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