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Who: Axel and Jet
When: Saturday afternoon
Where: Hope's End
Summary: Old friends catch up
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: idiocy
A familiar shoe pokes off the roof of one of the buildings Axel's walking past to pass the time. There's one thing to be said about this place, time seems to go almost slower than in the usual facility. Maybe it's all the new people that he can't bring himself to talk to. They'll be gone in two weeks, if they're lucky, why waste his time explaining this place to them? If they're not lucky... well, maybe he'll help them out then.
Flicking his wrist out, Axel summons a portal, stepping out onto the roof a moment later in a swirl of darkness.
"Thought that was you," he grins down at Jet, toeing him in the shoulder with a black boot that he stole from one of the stores.
When: Saturday afternoon
Where: Hope's End
Summary: Old friends catch up
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: idiocy
A familiar shoe pokes off the roof of one of the buildings Axel's walking past to pass the time. There's one thing to be said about this place, time seems to go almost slower than in the usual facility. Maybe it's all the new people that he can't bring himself to talk to. They'll be gone in two weeks, if they're lucky, why waste his time explaining this place to them? If they're not lucky... well, maybe he'll help them out then.
Flicking his wrist out, Axel summons a portal, stepping out onto the roof a moment later in a swirl of darkness.
"Thought that was you," he grins down at Jet, toeing him in the shoulder with a black boot that he stole from one of the stores.