Ice Cream + Darkness = ? [Locked to thebasi]

[not_ale]

((Continued from hereThe best combinations in life were always polar opposites. So why not ice cream and darkness? That was what Axel thought when he coaxed Terebas through the corridor of darkness, thinking that a trip home for some ice cream was in order. He still didn't understand her powers and what better way to learn about them than to

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[thebasi]

Terebas releases his hand once they're out of the dark and looks around as well, ever-curious, only looking up at Axel when he speaks to her. 'Yes, please!' One thing she remembers is how to be polite since it gets you stuff. 'What kind do you have?'

[not_ale]

Politeness is a very good tactic to get what you want good policy to follow. At least she's got manners.

"What kind is left?" Axel replies, smirk still in place. "I hear sea-salt is popular." Axel points towards the fridge, a small, sad little thing that was illegally acquired solely for ice cream storage. It wasn't like Axel cooked or ate there.

[thebasi]

'Sea-salt?' It looks as though Terebas has never come across the concept of sea-salt ice cream before. She heads toward the fridge - this is something she must investigate!

[not_ale]

Axel plops onto the convenient couch, gaze fixing on Terebas as she searches. He isn't sure what he should do yet but anything is possible now that he has her at his place.

[thebasi]

She finds some pale-blue ice cream on a stick, and it *looks* kind of like it should be sea-salty. So she takes a cautious lick.

Yes, that is salt. But. It's also ice-cream! So it's sweet. :o

This is a New Thing.

She takes another taste as she closes the fridge and then turns. She will try the ice-cream while checking out this new place she is in, yep yep.

[not_ale]

Axel recognizes that expression of ice cream bliss. He's seen enough time to pick it out a chakram's throw away.

Axel settles deeper into the cushions. He's still watching Terebas.

A hallway at his right will lead to three bedrooms, one where Axel rests when he needs it, one as an emergency back up room, in case Roxas doesn't want to sleep with Axel a guest room, and one door that is locked tight, no matter what tricks Terebas uses to try to open it. Strangely enough, the place looks like a normal, bachelor pad, a mix-mash of colors with no monochrome coloring or identifying statues of any kind.

To Axel's left is the opening to the modest sized kitchen, where she's at, and the patio door next to that leads to the concrete and metal spire balcony. If she looks down from there, it'll be a four story drop.

A very conspicuous flag of rainbow design can be seen hanging from the roof.

[thebasi]

After a glance at Axel, she does look around. She's too polite to try to get through a locked door - frankly, she won't try a closed one just yet - but she wanders back and forth, looking at everything.

It's all colourful~. It is not like the ship or the house, so it seems very Nexusy to her.

And, ooo. Balcony. She has to check that out!

[not_ale]

It should seem Nexusy to her; it is in the Nexus, after all. Although, who the previous decorator was before Axel moved in, he has no idea.

Axel continues much scrutiny as Terebas walks out onto the balcony. "Don't fall over. It's not like I have Peter Pan tights that can fly." This was highly debatable (the flying part, in case anyone had any funny ideas) though Axel hasn't tried it outside his own world yet.

[thebasi]

Nexusy in colour and chaos and mishmash! She approves.

She is picking up on this scrutiny, but only dimly, and she's scrutinizing his apartment (not him, yet) so it's only fair. She's not doing anything unusual, except her shadow is still merrily poking around on its own near her feet; it reaches out toward where the portal was when she passes by, and she pauses herself to look at ... well, whatever she can see.

'I won't fall~.' She doesn't think it was tights that made him fly. Wasn't it ... hm, her memory be fuzzy. Pixie dust?

She goes outside to look around, sucking contentedly on her ice cream. Is good~!

[not_ale]

Pixie dust, tights, what did it matter? Either way, the guy flew.

"If you say so. Just so you know, splat is not quite the sound you make when you hit the asphalt," he calls out to the balcony area. A little morbid there, Axel?

It should be good! Axel's stocking it for a reason.

[thebasi]

She just giggles. Axel's humour works with kiddies, who knew?

She *is* careful ... but she also leans over the railing, being almost more careful of her ice cream than her personal safety. They're high up~!

Her shadow, since it falls over the edge, visibly sinks out of sight over the balcony and curves back up, slinking along the underside. Just curious, really.

[not_ale]

Seriously. Another new skill to add to Axel's arsenal. At least when it comes to Terebas anyway.

The shadows are just doing all kinds of things, aren't they? Axel wonders idly if he could control them, those shadows that are attached to Terebas. He tilts his head, then pushes, pausing a moment to see what her shadows would do.

[thebasi]

They ... well, they react, but it's less "being controlled" than "being shocked". They are pushed, and rear back, and Terebas herself stiffens in surprise. Oops, the ice cream takes a header!

Terebas spins. 'What'd you do that for?!"

[not_ale]

Poor ice cream. It's sacrifice shall be remembered.

On the other hand, that was a very interesting reaction from Terebas. Axel slings both arms across the back of the couch, grinning winningly at Terebas all the while.

"Talk about touchy." Axel's remembering their earlier conversation and drawing the conclusion that those shadows... just might be a part of her.

Interesting.