Closed ⌊Cloud & Axel→ be your own guide⌉ In Progress

Aug 27, 2010 05:21

Who: devour_the_gods & flurryflame
When: Evening.
Where: Axel's shop, inside.
Rating: +
Summary: Cloud burned down the first shop, so.. yeah, you know how that goes, bro.

Axel was busy sanding, sweeping, burning and boiling. Turns out the Regent had a lot of good things to offer him, even (what seemed like anyway) and endless set of towels. With Kairi coming out to try the water, it gave him a significant confident boost and even his gut began to rumble with all the happy thoughts of food he'd be getting for all his effort. Though, as he'd been asked by Aerith, course he couldn't eat all that food so he'd end up trading it for other things - if the opportunity presented itself. It was better than money, anyway.

He kept himself incredibly busy, these last few days, being that he got his shop back and the fact that he just didn't really like being idle and having all these thoughts come to him. Thoughts about his world, his life, his time before this place. Then even here, what he's accomplished, what he's done.. what he's lost. It was all too..

stupid. Everything that happened should be just left, not something that bothered him late in the night when he's trying to sleep, not something nagging him while he's trying to work.

"Ah! You piece of.." mumbling to himself he threw the tool off to the side as he turned his back from the wall and wiped his brow. Course he wasn't wearing his leather coat, just his tank top and jeans, he wasn't even wearing his shoes. He had been scrapping some paint off the wall, he'd been going at it for hours, and the tool slid and nipped his finger. Nothing serious but it surprised him, and it did throb a bit.

He walked over to the water's edge and peered inside the steaming water. So he'll take his thoughts back to this puddle, Kairi approved this temperature -check- and the towels were near enough to be convenient -check- Axel sighed and took a seat by the edge, holding out his hand and materialized an apple from nothing but a dark oblivion. He begin eating in solace, he was in between wanting to really open this place up and just wanting to leave and mope around his shaggy apartment .. that he hasn't been in for too long. His free hand, the one with the throbbing finger, materialized a beer. The two complemented one another, he found, sweet and bitter (being the quality of beer here, that is, it's really the best one could do to tolerate it) and comforting.

Once he was done with the apple he tossed it aside into the basket which he was sweeping all his paint chips into, the waste bin. He set aside his beer and fell backward, folding his arms beneath his head while staring up at the dimly lit ceiling by torch light. The shadows of his flames, dancing above was comforting too.

axel, cloud strife

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