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[a_ccidentalism]

[on the first level, a portal opens in the Courtyard of the Business District, vanishing as soon as Axel walks out of it. The sudden swirl of darkness does get a bit of a reaction from a crowd milling around the shops, mainly in the form of voices raised in curiosity. But for once, Axel isn't looking to make a dramatic entrance - there's a hint of

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[a_ccidentalism]

Latest fashion.

[actually, his affinity to fire is doing a lot more for him in the cold than the coat. But people who lack such should probably have appropriate clothing on. Like Roxas.]

[a_ccidentalism]

Finally decided to get out of your bedroom? I'm impressed.

[a_ccidentalism]

[strolls over to Roxas and slings an arm around his shoulders. What is this personal space you speak of. Roxas might notice a slight increase in temperature around him.]

I think it might be colder outside [gestures towards the snow] than in.

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[a_ccidentalism]

[flinches, clenching his teeth against the sudden cold and taking a quick step away from Roxas! So much for personal space heater.]

[a_ccidentalism]

Oh, come on. That's cheating.

[like he wouldn't do the same thing if he had the chance.]

[a_ccidentalism]

And here I thought I'd left both of those things behind.

[scoops up a handful of snow and promptly dumps it on Roxas's spikes.]

shhhh i have a paid account and i will abuse it :)

[a_ccidentalism]

Figuring out the best way to steal Christmas, what else?

i could probably get you one if you want? :D

[a_ccidentalism]

[that's a futile hope, Roxas.]

Since when did I get so predictable.