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[This evening Axel has holed himself up in the battle dome for a few hours. Coming back from a mission a week ago made him realize just how rusty he's gotten. I guess that's what happens when you're on permanent vacation and have an almost daily ice cream habit. So he's making use of the battle scenarios, programming it to simulate

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[toujoursbouton]

[This must be the battledome. She's read about it but not actually been there and she's not quite sure how it works, though she supposes it goes just as one might imagine. The only other person here right now is a tall thin man with fun red hair. He has strange markings on his face, too. Maybe he's a clown?]

[She walks up to him, puts her hands on her hips and does her best captain impression.]

Wanna fight?

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[Axel watches her as she walks over. He's always down for a fight but-]

...how old are you?

[He tilts his head at her a little. HE'D FEEL BAD FIGHTING WITH A LITTLE KID. Beating up Sora doesn't count.]

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[toujoursbouton]

You shouldn't ask a lady her age.

[She pauses and looks up at him]

How old are you]?

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Old enough, got it memorized? Though probably a little too old to be beatin' up on a little kid.

[toujoursbouton]

Who says you'll beat me up? [She crosses her arms and hands sprout up from the floor and grab Axel's long legs]

Maybe I'll beat you up.