[It seems to be a pretty average day in Central. Nice weather, check. People milling around, check. Confused newcomer over in the corner, very check.
At the moment, this one's sitting cross-legged on a convenient bench. He's also getting a few curious glances, perhaps because he's just wearing normal clothes instead of reploid armor. In fact, he looks...pretty human. Huh.
He's mostly ignoring the attention, however, in favor of jamming buttons on his cell phone and looking like he's trying very hard not to slip over the line from frustrated to frantic.]
Come on, you worked fine half an hour ago...!
((ooc - this is a very very AU squishy Axl; details
here but long story short: lol X-Men. why yes, I do enjoy being a horrible person.))