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At Home

[He woke with a start, breathing heavily. This...wasn't what he expected. He was pretty sure the thing beneath him was a bed. He shifted and turned on to his side, staring at the very human shaped lump laying in the bed next to him. Propping himself up on his elbow, he got a better look at the woman that shared his bed. Blond hair, pinned up in curlers during her sleep, perfect skin, looked like an angel. It almost made him sick to his stomach. He rolled out of bed and landed silently. Something wasn't right.

He grabbed the first pair of pants and shirt he could find before staggering out into the hallway. There were pictures everywhere of a loving family smiling back at him. Him, that blond woman, two children smiling emptily. It made his skin crawl. Who were  these people? That's when he saw the phone.]

-=-PHONE-=-
  Hello? This thing work? Tch. If anyone can tell me what's going on here, that would be just peachy.

Around Town (open Action)
-=-STREETS OF MAYFIELD-=-

[It didn't take him too long to decide to get the heck out of that house. He didn't exactly want to be there when the woman who was supposedly his wife woke up. He couldn't handle that. Not right now. His heart was beating a million miles a minute and he had no idea what was going on. So what was he doing? Snooping around. Like any Organization XIII member would. Not that any of the houses were different from the ones next to them. He checked the numbers on the houses, noted street names, glanced in windows as he passed by. Something about this place was really strange.]

The hell...?

-=-JOHN DOE PARK-=-


[He slipped his hands in his pockets and decided to walk around the park more casually. From what he picked up so far it might just be better off if he hid in plain sight. Either way, this park wasn't much better than the houses that surrounded it. He glanced back at the statue at its center. A shiver ran down his spine. It felt almost like he was being watched. He took a moment to sit down on one of the many benches and try to calm down.]

-=-THE PUBLIC LIBRARY-=-

[By the time he got to the library he was pretty sure he wouldn't have much time to be in it before it closed. He did his best not to give the librarian a weird look as he walked by and searched the shelves for something, anything, that might be helpful. He settled for a couple of books about mens standards of living. Maybe that would at least be helpful for figuring out the local standard so he could better blend in.]

LIBRARY

Date: 2011-11-16 03:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chosenreplica.livejournal.com
[Going to return her books and visit Nina, Xion was passing by the area she doesn't quite get a look at him before speaking up.]

Do you need help finding anything? [Oh. Oh. Wait. Now she notices and she makes a small sound of surprise and takes a step back. First Roxas now Axel...] Oh!

Date: 2011-11-16 03:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fineinthefire.livejournal.com
Yeah, is there anything useful around...here...

[He moves a little closer and stares at the girl not too far from him. Who was she? Why did she feel familiar? Might as well talk a bit, see if anything struck him.]

You okay?

Date: 2011-11-16 03:24 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chosenreplica.livejournal.com
[She shakes her head.] Y-yeah, I'm fine.

[He didn't remember. This was... hard, but good. Better.] There's plenty of useful things! But not anything you'll looking for, I'm sure...

Date: 2011-11-16 03:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fineinthefire.livejournal.com
[She sounded disappointed. Why did that make his heart drop?]

I get the feeling digging too deep in this place isn't a very good idea huh?

[He holds out a hand to her.]

The name's Axel.

Date: 2011-11-16 03:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chosenreplica.livejournal.com
You're right. People get hurt for it.

[Her heart stops. Frozen a moment, it takes too long for her to grasp that hand.]

Nice to meet you, Axel. [She tried to keep the emotion from her voice.] I'm Xion.

Date: 2011-11-16 03:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fineinthefire.livejournal.com
Not so friendly a place, this one. Oh well. It isn't much I'm not used to.

[You can try all you like, your eyes say it all. His breath catches for a moment when her hand slips in to his and he isn't sure why, but he doesn't let go.]

Xion...

[He paused, as if rolling the name around in his mouth.]

This might sound crazy but have we....met before?

Date: 2011-11-16 03:51 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chosenreplica.livejournal.com
The people here are nice.

[Oh. Way to make her tense up, eyes widening. She couldn't get lucky. Shaking her head vehemently, Xion dropped her eyes.]

If we knew each other you'd remember, right? Maybe I'm just familiar.

Date: 2011-11-16 03:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fineinthefire.livejournal.com
At least there is that much, eh?

[Nope. He's taking her chin in his hands and making her look up at him. He searched her eyes for something, anything. This wasn't just familiarity.]

Maybe...

[He started to let him go when he got a flash of a memory. It was the clock tower. He was with Roxas eating ice cream and they were laughing...but was that...a girl's laugh? The memory seemed to physically hit him and he took a step back.]

No. That can't be it. [His hand was placed firmly over his heart, gripping the fabric of his shirt. This feeling...was it guilt?]

Where are you from?

Date: 2011-11-16 04:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chosenreplica.livejournal.com
Yeah, you can make a lot of friends here.

[Xion's shocked at the movement, foot moving back a step but otherwise paralyzed in motion. Her heart racing in her chest as she tried to look anywhere but at Axel.]

[His question makes her falter, voice caught. She speaks quietly.]


You know that, Axel. It's there-- Castle Oblivion. [She smiles weakly.] Got it memorized?

[1/2]

Date: 2011-11-16 04:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fineinthefire.livejournal.com
Have you made a lot of friends here?

[His breath catches in his chest. Pieces of his memory that he didn't know had ever really existed came flashing back to him and in each of them, this girl was there. He remembered carrying her, both of them nearly broken, and then...]

Xion.

[2/2]

Date: 2011-11-16 04:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fineinthefire.livejournal.com
[Then he was hugging her. Suddenly, two people he never thought he would see ever again were back in his life. And the constant pounding in his chest, the clenching pain, was a constant reminder that he had been given something else once more as well.]

You're alive.

Date: 2011-11-16 04:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chosenreplica.livejournal.com
Yes! Nina, Nena, and Yuna are some of the very best friends you can ask for.

[In taking a breath at her name, Xion was stuck in the paralyzed emotion before she felt... Axel was hugging her. Gasping, instinct took over when she latched onto him. Forcing back the moisture in her eyes.]

I am. [Her voice softens.] ...It's nice to see you again, Axel.

Date: 2011-11-16 04:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fineinthefire.livejournal.com
Glad to hear it.

[Nope, he wasn't letting go. Not any time soon. You know how it felt? Waking up to find out that the people who were important to you were gone? It made his un-heart ache and now that he actually had one again... Everything he was feeling was on overdrive. It was almost too much to handle.]

Nice is an understatement.

[He pulls back and smiles down at her, his own eyes a little glassy.]

Guess I don't need to chase you this time, huh?

Date: 2011-11-16 04:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chosenreplica.livejournal.com
[It's okay. She's fine staying like this. She's gotten to meet Kairi and see Namine again... And now Roxas and Axel. She shouldn't be able to, but there's a part of her that's so glad to have seen all of them again. The chance was too real.]

What would you call it then?

[Her smile's soft and sad. But she shakes her head.]

Even if you did, it's not like we can leave this place.

Date: 2011-11-16 04:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fineinthefire.livejournal.com
[The fact that he's still alive was enough for him, but Xion's here. And so it Roxas. It's like someone, somewhere decided to give him a strangely wrapped present before letting him pass on.]

Oh I dunno. Wonderful? Fantastic? A miracle? Something words can't describe?

Even if we could I would never take you back there. Not again.

Date: 2011-11-16 04:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chosenreplica.livejournal.com
[She chuckles some in response, taking a step back and shaking her head.]

If we weren't here, it's not like you could, Axel. Once we leave here everything's back to normal.

Date: 2011-11-16 11:07 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fineinthefire.livejournal.com
Then I guess we better make good use of what time we have, huh?

[Because he's been without you guys for a while now and going back would mean disappearing too. But why worry you, Xion?]

Date: 2011-11-16 11:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chosenreplica.livejournal.com
Yeah, you're right. [She smiled, looking down.] Roxas just got here, too.

Action: Park

Date: 2011-11-16 07:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] anonnomnomnom.livejournal.com
[From the bench across from him, there's a burst of sound: swinging feet and laughing voice. Anon's just thrown himself on said bench, out of breath from chasing the pigeons and completely out of table scraps for baiting them. It's just too bad his attempts to eat them haven't been successful so far.

Really, though, he's not trying that hard anymore. It's just a little fun to see how hard they try to escape.

He blinks when he notices the guy across from him -- looks a bit gloomy, doesn't he? Maybe that means he's not a drone. What a weird way to tell real people.]

Hey! [Stranger danger? What's that?] Are you lost? If you're looking for the Police Station, it's not too far from here. I'm not sure they can give you directions, but they'd probably do better than me.

Date: 2011-11-16 11:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fineinthefire.livejournal.com
[He looks up when he hears someone calling out to him. He gives the guy a smile and leans back on the bench.]

Not lost, just a little confused. I don't really know what's going on, just that this place is strange.

[He holds back a sigh.]

I guess you could say I'm new here.

I can totally tag with the correct account

Date: 2011-11-16 11:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] anonnomnomnom.livejournal.com
It's definitely strange! So, I guess you're not a drone after all. [Very pleased with this. Finding legit people is an adventure around here.]

What a coincidence, I'm new, too.

You got dis bro

Date: 2011-11-18 07:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fineinthefire.livejournal.com
Uh, drone? [He hadn't really interacted with anyone yet. At least not anyone who had really explained anything that was going on.

And this guy was new too. Great.]

How much do you know about this place?

Date: 2011-11-18 07:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] anonnomnomnom.livejournal.com
It's the robot-people! Or brainwashed people, sometimes it's hard to tell.

[Oh, boy, you get a derp for a tour guide. Enjoy......]

All I know is that it's sort of like a virtual-reality game that they made after the war. And they're trying to force us to be families for some reason. Oh, and if you step too far out of line, you might get brainwashed, so be careful.

Date: 2011-11-20 06:31 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fineinthefire.livejournal.com
Robot people huh? Wont this be a blast.

[A derp is better than a moron. Although they are rather close together on the scale of idiocy.]

So I noticed. [He had already taken off his wedding ring and slipped it in his pocket. He would get a chain for it soon. He'd wear it at home, but anywhere else? No thanks.]

I take it they don't really like individuality in this place. How long've you been here?

In the Streets, actually at 915 Bilko

Date: 2011-11-17 02:38 am (UTC)
eyesofaserpent: (One Owner)
From: [personal profile] eyesofaserpent
[There's a very old, glamorous car (a black 1926 Bentley) pulling up in the driveway Axel is near. A laid back looking young man pops out of the right hand driver's side. He has on sunglasses and a hand in his pocket.]

Er... Hallo. I haven't seen you around here before. New in town?

Date: 2011-11-18 07:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fineinthefire.livejournal.com
[He gives the car a once over and lets out a low whistle.]

That I am. And that is a mighty fine car you have there.

Date: 2011-11-21 02:09 am (UTC)
eyesofaserpent: (Smirks)
From: [personal profile] eyesofaserpent
[He closes the door with his free hand before stepping over.]

My Bentley? I've had it since new. [There is a touch of pride in his voice.]

Er... I'm Crowley.

Date: 2011-11-21 07:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fineinthefire.livejournal.com
You treat it well. You one of those people who name your stuff?

[He grins and holds out his hand.]

The name's Axel.

Date: 2011-11-22 04:22 am (UTC)
eyesofaserpent: (Evil Grin)
From: [personal profile] eyesofaserpent
No. I don't name things. It's the Bentley. That's it.

[Someone had given him a hard time about not naming his car and not referring to it as a "she" while here in Mayfield.

He takes Axel's hand and gives it a firm shake.]


Welcome to Mayfield, Axel. I'm sure you have lots of questions...

Date: 2011-11-26 04:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fineinthefire.livejournal.com
[He just nods and returns the firm grip.]

Oh yeah I do. But I'm sure most people who woke up next to a strange woman in a weird house would, huh? What is Mayfield, exactly?

Date: 2011-11-26 04:52 am (UTC)
eyesofaserpent: (Unamused)
From: [personal profile] eyesofaserpent
Er... It seems like a sort of complicated prison where the warden has a mean and limitless imagination on how to "improve" things. Occasionally you get things back. [He gestures toward the car.] Occasionally all that gets taken away again.

Date: 2011-11-27 12:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fineinthefire.livejournal.com
One prison to the next huh?
[He mutters, not realizing he said it out loud. It's been a long day already.]

So, say you aren't really human before you get here. Does that change when you get pulled here?

Date: 2011-11-27 03:52 am (UTC)
eyesofaserpent: (Concentrate)
From: [personal profile] eyesofaserpent
I'm a demon. I'm still working on getting my powers back.

Date: 2011-11-27 11:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fineinthefire.livejournal.com
A demon huh? Never met one before. Although I wouldn't be surprised if some people back home referred to my kind as such.

Date: 2011-11-28 09:59 pm (UTC)
eyesofaserpent: (Eyebrows Raised)
From: [personal profile] eyesofaserpent
Oh? And just what are you?

Date: 2011-12-03 05:53 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fineinthefire.livejournal.com
[He snorts a laugh.]

It's kind of a long story. You sure you wanna hear it?

Date: 2011-12-07 11:01 pm (UTC)
eyesofaserpent: (I can tempt you)
From: [personal profile] eyesofaserpent
We've plenty of time here in Mayfield.

Date: 2011-12-11 06:48 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fineinthefire.livejournal.com
[....er.]


...Right. Back home I'm what you would call a Nobody. Way too long story short, I don't have a heart. No emotions. I'm like the tin man.

[Except here that isn't so true and he was still trying to get used to it.]

Date: 2011-12-11 11:11 pm (UTC)
eyesofaserpent: (Concentrate)
From: [personal profile] eyesofaserpent
[He watches him a long moment, considering the information.]

So it's like you have no soul?

Date: 2011-12-12 06:30 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fineinthefire.livejournal.com
I guess you could say that, yeah.

Date: 2011-12-13 02:47 am (UTC)
eyesofaserpent: (Chuckles)
From: [personal profile] eyesofaserpent
Huh... Interesting. [He arches a brow a the redhead.]

Well, If you ever want a drink, you're welcome to come to the tavern.

Date: 2011-12-19 06:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fineinthefire.livejournal.com
Among other things, yeah.

[He grins.]

That's generous of you. Appreciate it.

Date: 2011-12-19 09:24 pm (UTC)
eyesofaserpent: (SMIRK)
From: [personal profile] eyesofaserpent
I just work there. And I seem to have made it my mission to charge drones for the drinks of those I know.

Date: 2011-12-27 03:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fineinthefire.livejournal.com
[Yup, that definitely gets a laugh from Axel.]

Not bad, not bad. I think I'll just have to participate.

Date: 2011-12-27 05:32 am (UTC)
eyesofaserpent: (SMIRK)
From: [personal profile] eyesofaserpent
[He smirks.]

Brilliant. I wonder when the town will assign you a job...

Date: 2011-12-31 06:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fineinthefire.livejournal.com
I'm perfectly content to stay home. But something tells me I'm not gonna get that wish.

Date: 2011-12-31 11:32 pm (UTC)
eyesofaserpent: (Bloody Hell...)
From: [personal profile] eyesofaserpent
You never do. I woke up one day and found out I was a bartender by being called up and asked why I'm late. It was so very pleasant.

Date: 2012-01-01 07:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fineinthefire.livejournal.com
Greeaaat. Do you at least like your job?

Date: 2012-01-02 04:46 am (UTC)
eyesofaserpent: (Chuckles)
From: [personal profile] eyesofaserpent
It could be worse.

[He shrugs.]

I have access to all the booze I want.

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