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kingdomdressing2008-06-29 08:25 pm
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Weekly Awkward!Drunken!Obnoxious!Social gathering & party-type undertaking anyone?
(Because this place needs a pick-me-up and we know you're out there waiting for one.)
Same time and place that it always is: Now and Everywhere.
(Because this place needs a pick-me-up and we know you're out there waiting for one.)
Same time and place that it always is: Now and Everywhere.

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...What is going on down the hall?
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Don't give A Good Goddamn.
I say if it's not involving me or mine, screw it.
[Palms chin while sitting upon a counter top.]
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I'm Cloud, who're you?
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Though...everyone just calls me 'Ax'. Or various explicative and derogatory terms. I'll respond "Hey you!" too.
[Rolls shoulders, grinning.]
Whatever floats your boat.
[Strokes chin.]
So, are you more of the cumulus or nimbus sort?
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Outta see my act at the local comedy house.
[Lying through his teeth, but that's what Axel does by nature.]
You know...
Don't seem like much of the party-hardy type.
Sure you're not looking for the knitting circle or puzzle play group around here, somewhere?
[It's harmless teasing. Having no social skills, -this- is how Axel mingles politely. Can you imagine him on a bad day?]
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Axel?
[Raising an eyebrow, Demyx was already walking over to his red haired companion with a look of curiosity.]
You alright there buddy?
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[Blinks]
Unless you're referring to my blatant promotion of nonsense and mayhem.
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[He made a slow circle around the redhead, his face was searching for something he wasn't seeing.]
Nothing hurts, nothing happened?
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Why?
Did you secretly schedule a spa-retreat and makeover for me, Demmy?
Because, sweet as the gesture is...
That's how I got into this mess.
[Points to his hair. It's an utter lie, but...that's how he is.]
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[Blinks, staring at Axel awestruck. That would explain a lot.]
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Gotta get up early tomorrow, later~
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Yo.
Lemme guess. You came here to help me liven up this place?
[Observes the other mildly, pretty much tossing out this retort to everyone...just to tease.]
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Of course.
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Perfect.
[Lets a few seconds tick by, his face remaining a stoic deadpan before snapping fingers. It seems Axel suddenly expects you to pull the entertainment out of your....hat.]
Any moment now~.
Time is money.
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[Pushes him towards another stranger.]
There. Make friends, or just a general commotion.
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And that was the magnificent Roxas...
He's available for birthdays and bar mitzvahs too, folks.
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[Stretches.]
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Hoooold on there girly~.
[Grabs onto a handful of shirt.]
No one gets the goodies and just -leaves-.
You owe us a drunken rendition of some bad 80's song and a dance atop one of our unsteady and rickety-old card tables.