nearly incapacitated yet again

[foralostcause.livejournal.com]

[Axel's flopped down on a couch, on his stomach, with his head under a pillow. He still feels sick thanks to Marluxia, even though he's pretty sure that by now he's emptied the contents of his stomach--which had been at least half a dozen muffins and a piece of a cake that would send anyone into a diabetic coma from just looking at it. Nevermind the headache. There's a glass of water on the coffee table nearby, but it doesn't look like he's touched it since he set it there. Hey, for all you know, he might be asleep.]

Uuugh, m'gonna kill him...

[Or not.]

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[connatus.livejournal.com]

[standing quietly in the doorway, shifting on his feet. he looks like he wants to go to him, but at the same time, unsure]

..A-Axel?

[foralostcause.livejournal.com]

That's me... [Lifts his head just enough to see who it is, because he recognized the voice, but Sora was not exactly an endangered species around here. The two-toned eyes are a reassurance that it's not the one from his 'verse, so he relaxes, burying his head with the pillow again.]

[muffled] What can I do for you, kid?

[connatus.livejournal.com]

[he stays where he is, watching him from the doorway]

...Are you okay?

[foralostcause.livejournal.com]

[Haha, okay? Axel's certainly been in a worse state since he got here but he was not happy about this, either.]

Mmmngh, not really.

[connatus.livejournal.com]

[this one would probably be concerned even if Axel'd just bumped his knee or scraped his elbow]

...W-what's wrong?

[foralostcause.livejournal.com]

[Axel sits up so he can speak without suffocating himself in the couch cushions. Hmm, how to explain this...]

Marluxia stole my body and ate way too much sweet crap, and now I feel sick...

[connatus.livejournal.com]

[frowns a little. he obviously knows that this isn't his Axel, and he has no idea who Marluxia is, but it's clear that he still feels bad]

O-oh. ...Can I get you anything?

[foralostcause.livejournal.com]

[Axel just shakes his head, laying back down.]

Nah, I'm good, thanks.

[connatus.livejournal.com]

[he nods quietly, and sensing that he's not really needed or wanted here, he backs out of the doorway and turns to leave]

[fleurdemort.livejournal.com]

[foralostcause.livejournal.com]

[Ugh, what now?]

[fleurdemort.livejournal.com]

Not feeling well~?

[foralostcause.livejournal.com]

[He turns his head just enough so one green eye can peer out at Marluxia from under the pillow.]

No.

[fleurdemort.livejournal.com]

I don't feel bad for you.

[foralostcause.livejournal.com]

[just buries his face again]

Why not?

[fleurdemort.livejournal.com]

Should I?

[foralostcause.livejournal.com]

This is your fault.

[Sure, he'd get over it in a couple hours or less but still! He could be bitter if he wanted to... For those couple hours.]

[f1re0nthesun]

[wandering past with his hands in his pockets, looking distracted and thoughtful. does a double-take when he spots the figure on the couch, and veers in that direction to investigate. quietly;] Hey, you alive over here?

[foralostcause.livejournal.com]

[Whoo, that's disorienting. His own voice talking to him.]

Yeah. Sort of.

Maybe.

[f1re0nthesun]

[Guess you're new here, then. Voices are nothing; try giving another you an impromptu lap dance.] What happened? [crouches down by the couch, arms draped over his knees]

[foralostcause.livejournal.com]

[Oho, not new. Just... Haven't interacted with too many of himself yet. Though that lap dance thing sounds interesting...]

Ate too much. Well, someone else ate too much and I have to suffer for it.

[Uuugh, so not fair.]

[f1re0nthesun]

[Ah, fair enough. As for the lap dance, would you really be able to resist yourself in sexy women's lingerie?]

...and how does that work, exactly?

[tilts his head, considering, and then reaches to lay a hand on other!Axel's back, carefully investigating energy flow and the like. clearly has no qualms about unannounced touching if it's another him.]

[foralostcause.livejournal.com]

[... He might be able to, but it would take some seriously strong self-control.]

Well, Marluxia decided he wanted to borrow my body for a bit.

[What? Hello, hand. Axel's just looking at you all confused-like, now.]

[f1re0nthesun]

[An Axel with self-control? BLASPHEMY.]

...you don't say. Mine can't do that. Oh, and uh, sorry for startling you. Just trying to help.

[tweaks a bit of energy around the right way, and poof! any remaining nausea or what have you is, if not totally gone, then mostly gone.]

[foralostcause.livejournal.com]

[... What? Ohoho, niiiice... Axel isn't really sure what had just happened, at first, but he gets it soon enough.]

Oh, wow... Thanks. How'd you do that?

You did do that, right?