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Characters: Axel, Roxas
Content: A getaway is made, or something
Location: A way from the ruins of NYU
Time of day: Morning, following this thread
Warnings: None
They were about a block from what had been the university before Roxas let go of Axel's arm, and he did it grudgingly, as though he didn't trust his friend to not be overcome by the urge to go back and set Russel's head on fire. (He didn't.)
He didn't say anything immediately, but he didn't take his eyes off Axel, either. Roxas frowned up at him in silence for a moment or two, like he expected him to go back, or something, even though he knew that if Axel had wanted to go back, they wouldn't be here by now.
At last he made an irritated noise, shook his head, and said, "Why would you - what the heck were you thinking?"
Content: A getaway is made, or something
Location: A way from the ruins of NYU
Time of day: Morning, following this thread
Warnings: None
They were about a block from what had been the university before Roxas let go of Axel's arm, and he did it grudgingly, as though he didn't trust his friend to not be overcome by the urge to go back and set Russel's head on fire. (He didn't.)
He didn't say anything immediately, but he didn't take his eyes off Axel, either. Roxas frowned up at him in silence for a moment or two, like he expected him to go back, or something, even though he knew that if Axel had wanted to go back, they wouldn't be here by now.
At last he made an irritated noise, shook his head, and said, "Why would you - what the heck were you thinking?"