nine flames ☆

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[Axel's poking around at all the golden dust that's left over from exploding stars. He's dressed in casual clothes-- soft black shirt, pants, glasses, and a new book on fire magic he filched from Merlin. He also has an awesome pair of MAGIC CONVERSE sneakers and damn does he look like a cool kid with those on.]

I guess it's kind of pretty, but it's more like Tinker Bell just...

[SNEEZE]

... ugh. [He sticks his tongue out.] I think I just inhaled a galaxy. Medic! Medic! [OH GOD and it's all over his shirt. Eff his life, clearly.]

Comments

[oliverplus]

[laughs] Too much scenery for you, Axel? Don't worry, I don't think they're toxic.

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

YOU try inhaling a bunch of dust and then say it's harmless. I think-- [cough cough]-- if I start to fly, DON'T PANIC. I'm a professional.

[oliverplus]

Better just hope you're not a shooting star, if that happens!

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

[ Roxas will just be over here trying not to laugh. ]

[breathenothing.livejournal.com]

[Naminé sees all of this, and just giggles. ♥]

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

If that does happen, I'm counting on you to wish me a safe landing. [He laughs.]

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

[NOT FUNNY

B| B| B|]

Roxas! You have Cure. Don't you? Please say ya do. I think I'm about to combust— [ACHOO]

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

[He whirls around at the giggling. The sneeze made his glasses crooked, and he's making an outrageous face on top of it. The kind that's usually accompanied with a sound like "BLLEARRNNGGHHHH"]

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

Gesundheit.

You know, Axel... I really don't think a little star dust is going to kill you.

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

I think...

... I'm allergic to sparkles.

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

I think you're overreacting a little.

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

I don't think so. I mean, I keep sneezing.

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

Maybe you should stop breathing in all the dust, then.

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

Maybe you should stop making me--

[He shuts up and goes back to his book, or would like to, but there is dust all over his snazzy button black shirt ;___;]

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

It's too bad I don't have some kind of cleaning spell...

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

Maybe I can convince one of Merlin's magical things to do laundry.

Then again, I bet he's worn the same robe the past few hundred years...

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

Nah, I don't think so. If he's got spare hats, he's definitely got spare robes.

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

... Hmmm... maybe.

[He sighs and plops down in a random chair that someone left. Sorry, Roxas, you're gonna have to get your own.

Looks like an interesting book though. Even if it's scorched around the edges. Haha.]

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

[ Roxas moves around the back to try and peer at the pages over Axel's shoulder. ] What's that?

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

[Axel seems used to the intrusion of space, at least from nosy blue eyed blondes.] Studys of the Arkane: Advansed Fyre Magicks for the Heat Inclyned.

I found it in Merlin's house. It seemed to like me, so I'm borrowing it.

[... oh Axel.]

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

... Uh-huh. [ "Oh Axel" is indeed an accurate representation of what Roxas is thinking right now. ]

Learn anything interesting from it?

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

Mmm. Lots. The difference between a slow immolation and a fire blast... how to blow things up in new and interesting ways... It's pretty great.

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

And pretty morbid from the sounds of it.

[ Takes a moment to look closer at the pages. ]

Hey, it really does like you. Adjusted itself to your spelling level and everything.

1/3

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

It's not morbid. It's fun!

[And then the remark hits.]

2/3

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