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[even if it is a city that he can't leave, there's no point in making that worse by remaining inside all the time. So Axel doesn't really need much of a reason to occasionally go for a walk outside.
Trust the city to give him one. You see, Nobodies - replicas or not - aren't supposed to dream, much less have nightmares so real they would send his heart pounding if he had one. Since he doesn't, he woke up instead with lovely scratches along his arms and a particularly noticeable one along his left cheek, right below his tattoo. Seeing how those scratches are in the same place as the cuts he received during that nightmare, he's not too inclined to stay in his room while he figures out why.
So he's a little more distracted than usual, taking only minimal care not to bump into the the denizens of Template as he walks along. But the sight of hearts - candy hearts even - falling from the sky is enough to (temporarily) drive musings out of anyone's head, especially if some of them start falling on your head. Lucky that Downtown has plenty of awnings.]
If there's supposed to be irony in this, I'm not seeing it now.
[and now he finally seems to take notice of the second level.]
Hearts aside, has anyone been having some...weird dreams lately?
Trust the city to give him one. You see, Nobodies - replicas or not - aren't supposed to dream, much less have nightmares so real they would send his heart pounding if he had one. Since he doesn't, he woke up instead with lovely scratches along his arms and a particularly noticeable one along his left cheek, right below his tattoo. Seeing how those scratches are in the same place as the cuts he received during that nightmare, he's not too inclined to stay in his room while he figures out why.
So he's a little more distracted than usual, taking only minimal care not to bump into the the denizens of Template as he walks along. But the sight of hearts - candy hearts even - falling from the sky is enough to (temporarily) drive musings out of anyone's head, especially if some of them start falling on your head. Lucky that Downtown has plenty of awnings.]
If there's supposed to be irony in this, I'm not seeing it now.
[and now he finally seems to take notice of the second level.]
Hearts aside, has anyone been having some...weird dreams lately?