four flames ☆ three locks

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

[Axel appears on the Plane, and he's not alone! He's got a certain annoyed blonde captured in the crook of his elbow, as if dragging him away from a fight. In fact, they're both showered lightly in sticky rice and sporting a few scratches and bruises. Also some vaguely Chinese clothing.] Hey, chill out!

Chill out? He hit me first! He had it coming! [Said annoyed blonde attempts to wriggle out of the red-head's grasp.] C'mon, Axelll...!

[His grip is firm.] Do you want to get kicked out of the Imperial Forces before we can even join? We're doing it for the chi—er, Ping. Besides, if we're on our best behavior, we'll get to blow up some Heartless.

[Roxas takes a moment to digest all that, giving another squirm, if only for the heck of it.] That's... a good point. But then they'll think it's okay! The soldiers, I mean. ... to pick on us—or, worse, Ping!

[He's not letting go just yet.] Ping can handle himself. He's got that annoying lizard, remember? Besides, the captain will keep 'em in line.

Yeah, but... We still promised to help.

And we will, promise. That doesn't mean you have to get your arm broken for it.

... speaking of which? [He wriggles one more time, pointedly.]

[Axel sighs dramatically and lets go.]

Comments

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

Lucky you. There's a ton of free food around here though; you're missin' out.

[grasswavemaster.livejournal.com]

I can eat, I just don't have to. I guess it's because I'm... data or something.

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

Data, huh. You seem pretty self-aware for a computer program, though.

[grasswavemaster.livejournal.com]

I'm not a computer program. I'm just trapped in the game.

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

[Deja vu, much?]

... Sorry to hear that. Maybe you can contact the administrator somehow and he can get you out.

[grasswavemaster.livejournal.com]

The admins aren't any help.

We're close to figuring it out, though. I think.

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

[quite honestly]

Good luck.

[grasswavemaster.livejournal.com]

... Thanks.

What's your name?

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

[He casually jerks a thumb at himself, then crosses his arms.] I'm Axel.

[grasswavemaster.livejournal.com]

I'm Tsukasa.

[Your confidence sort of amuses him. Sort of.]

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

[Prepare to see more of it.]

Been here long?

[grasswavemaster.livejournal.com]

[I'm sure he will.]

Not really. A couple of times... I don't know how many days it's been.

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

Ahhh. Gotcha. Yeah, time is weird here. Don't think about it too hard~

[grasswavemaster.livejournal.com]

I'm trying not to.