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[a_ccidentalism]

[and Axel finally comes to, but it's not a gradual awakening. One gloved hand clutches together suddenly, as if seeking to grip a weapon, and he immediately attempts to sit up. He makes it, though it looks like the movement's taking a fair bit of his current strength, fingers digging into the wood of the pew.]

F-fuck. What hap -

[a wince cuts off

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[deviousintent]

Didn't you get back a few days ago?

[a_ccidentalism]

You've been looking out for me? I'm so touched.

[deviousintent]

No, but that other guy said he found you.

[a_ccidentalism]

Wishful thinking.

[deviousintent]

It would have been wishful thinking if he didn't find you.

[a_ccidentalism]

But then who would he have for a role model?

[deviousintent]

That rock over there would be perfect.

[a_ccidentalism]

Sounds like a recommendation from personal experience.

[deviousintent]

Try curiousity instead.

[a_ccidentalism]

So you're volunteering?

[deviousintent]

I'm volunteering you.

[a_ccidentalism]

I'll pass.

[deviousintent]

[SHOVES A ROCK IN YOUR FACE.]

I insist.

[a_ccidentalism]

[blinks, and then appears to look beyond Hikaru's shoulder. At the empty air behind him, but he doesn't know that.]

I'm not so sure I'm the right redhead to be offering that too, but looks like he's coming over here anyways.

[deviousintent]

[And he actually STARTS to turn and look, before... not. looking.]

That's an old one.

[a_ccidentalism]

[shrugs with a smirk.]

Your funeral.