The Park - Sunday Afternoon

[takingthedayoff]

Simba had woken on Saturday in a strange place. He'd hightailed it out of there as soon as he was able and had spent the last day in the Preserve or, as he thought of it, a strange jungle, trying to find his way back to the Pride Lands

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[raspberryturk]

Axel was not in the best of moods. Something to do with being told about his best friend and partner being bound someday to leave the Organization to join up with Sora hadn't sat well with him.

Must have just been moody.

So, if he happened to be stalking though the park just for the sake of moving around without the cathartic burning of things, and if he just so happened to just barely glance at the lion? Well. He was feeling pretty sour.

[the_merriest]

He had another cloak! Just like the last guy! He probably had good, big pockets in them! And he was in a moooooood. Could she swoop in close enough to see?

[raspberryturk]

Axel was in a moooood, but he wasn't entirely unobservant. Something about having his personal bubble invaded that rubbed him the wrong way.

The swooping fairy earned herself a grumpy eyebrow raise.

"Yo."

[the_merriest]

"Hiya!" Rikku said brightly. "I was just looking for treasure."

[raspberryturk]

"That's... nice." She was entirely too chipper for Axel's current mental state, here. The urge to reach up and swat her was strong.

Miraculously, he resisted. "Haven't seen any, myself."

[the_merriest]

"Don't be silly!" Rikku laughed. "There's treasure right here in your pockets!"

Or at least a big fat wallet, which she pulled out triumphantly. It was almost as big as she was.

[raspberryturk]

If Axel wasn't busy being angry that he'd just had his pocket picked by a three-inch-tall chipper fairy, he might have actually been amused at the sight of her holding the thing up as she was.

As it stood, he wasn't amused at all. He'd looted that Reno guy's nightstand for that wallet fair and square.

"You can give that back now," he said, holding out his hand. Last chance, little fairy. Then things might get ugly.

[the_merriest]

"Orrrrrrrrrr," Rikku giggled, "you can make me!"

The wallet was big, but not nearly as heavy as she thought it would be. So it barely slowed her down at all! Let's see if the grumpy man in the cloak could catch her!

[raspberryturk]

... Wait, what?

"Hey! You get back here with that!"

What's black and white and red all over? A grumpy number eight, chasing after a wallet.

[takingthedayoff]

"You smell like the other guy."

[raspberryturk]

"The other guy?" Talking about Demyx, no doubt. Number Nine had been the only other member of the Organization that he'd run into since he found himself here, and he was--

... Being addressed by a lion. Well, huh.

"That a good thing or not?"

[takingthedayoff]

"I haven't decided yet. Are you here to cause trouble?"

[raspberryturk]

"I don't even know why I'm here," Axel supplied helpfully. There was some measure of novelty about having a conversation with a lion who thought he smelled oddly. The nasty mood would have to be tabled, for now. "But the order of the day doesn't seem to be trouble. Not yet."

If the order of the day happened to change somewhere along the road, he might have welcomed the opportunity to burn things.

[takingthedayoff]

"Then I won't have to eat you."

[raspberryturk]

"Sounds like a fair trade-off to me," Axel mused, smirking faintly. "You know anything about this place? All I can get out of anyone is babble about a high school."

[takingthedayoff]

"I've never seen anything like it before, but I've heard we're not the only ones who have shown up lately."