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[f1re0nthesun]

[here's a new arrival, an Axel with a Sunagakure hitai-ate around his neck, stereotypical Naruto sandals on his feet, and an otherwise plain outfit apart from the loose-fitting black jacket, vaguely reminiscent of an Org coat. Not that he needs flashy clothes; his hair does enough attention-grabbing on its own. He prowls around a bit, getting his bearings, then sprawls on a couch somewhere like he owns the place, one leg hooked over the back of it. Within a few minutes appears to be asleep, though he's probably not.]

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[f1re0nthesun]

[aims to please, or something] [visibly waffles for a moment before steeling himself]

Hnf. I'd like to see you try.

[smallsparks.livejournal.com]

[that kunai? striking out to slash across your face now.]

NOT THE FACE DDDD:

[f1re0nthesun]

[yelps, recoiling and clapping a hand to the wound reflexively. pulls it away with blood on his fingers and glares at her] Jeez, that's just like you, to go right for the face. Damn cheap shot, if you ask me.

she knows your weakness, Axel :C

[smallsparks.livejournal.com]

[licks the kunai.]

And you expected...what, exactly~?

Of course she does, it's Larxene. :C

[f1re0nthesun]

[watches intently]

true ;;

[smallsparks.livejournal.com]

[raises an eyebrow]

Re: true ;;

[f1re0nthesun]

[recovers slightly] ...how long have you been killing people with those things?

[smallsparks.livejournal.com]

[shrugs carelessly]

A while. Why?

[f1re0nthesun]

...you haven't been alive a while.

[smallsparks.livejournal.com]

Three, four years? I don't exactly keep track.

[f1re0nthesun]

Pfft. How are you going to impress people with your exploits if you don't remember that sort of thing?

[smallsparks.livejournal.com]

And why would I care whether or not they're impressed? I'm not an attention whore like some people.

[...hey, if she can kill people, she can curse.]

[f1re0nthesun]

[rolls eyes] Sure you're not. [probably leaving himself open for attack again, but whatever 8D]

[smallsparks.livejournal.com]

[is that electricity coming right at you and making your hair stand on end oh wait it already does that?]

[f1re0nthesun]

[oshi--. does a few hand seals and tosses a handful of flame at her to hopefully break her concentration, diving off the couch and onto his feet.]

[smallsparks.livejournal.com]

[kslda;jkla you just singed her antenna-hair-thing. not amused. she's jumping up too, and aiming more lightning at you.]

[f1re0nthesun]

[oh fuck. backs away hastily, spinning more fire between his palms and bracing himself to dodge when she flings the lightning]

[smallsparks.livejournal.com]

[have some lightning in your general direction.]

[f1re0nthesun]

[leaps away, lightning hitting the spot where he'd been standing a split second after he moves] You know, when we were discussing possible injury to my person, this wasn't quite what I had in mind.

[smallsparks.livejournal.com]

[there's more lightning ready, though she's not using it for the moment.] And what was, exactly?

[f1re0nthesun]

Less to do with frying me alive, at least. You never did learn how to play properly. [toys with the fire in his hands absently]