☀ 003 ›video‹ - i want a phoenix -

[flurryflame]

[The video feed flickers on, and here is Axel peering in with a curious expression.]

Does anyone have some extra feathers? I'm trying to make a blanket and pillow - if anyone wants to donate, I'll light your fireplace for a week.

[He may or may not be looking for more with this.. Just saying.Also, anyone seen Yazoo? He hasn't been in his room

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[Unspoken]

[judgmentdivine]

[Because Michael really doesn't like using the device and the mind in question is receptive...]

Why are you in need of feathers?

[ spoken ]

[flurryflame]

[Axel's shoulder shudder and he brings up curled fingers as he looks around. A grimace to his face. Fingers come to gently tug on his earlobes.]

Uh..

[Clears his throat, he's hearing things- Oh man, I'm going crazy. That's it.. no more soup from the kitty man.]

[Unspoken]

[judgmentdivine]

No, you are not going crazy, Axel. I am merely curious as to your need for feathers.

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[flurryflame]

[Then there was a moment of quick emeralds scanning about his surroundings before ducking his head and moving his hands around his hair. Hovering above the crimson locks before those hands fell to his sides again.]

Jiminy Cricket if that's you - I'm going to deep fry you and coat you with chocolate and sell you on the market.

[Unspoken]

[judgmentdivine]

[Is that a huff in there somewhere? We think it might be.]

Do I sound like an insect, Axel? Honestly...

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[flurryflame]

[Well have a curious look .. of almost defeat?]

Well .. I don't know how to.. answer that.

[He is whispering, and finding a corner to talk in. Because he absolutely can't be seen like this.]

So, by not going crazy do you mean I'm already crazy?

[Unspoken]

[judgmentdivine]

I can drive you insane, if you like.

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[flurryflame]

Uh, no no, that's all right.

Even my inner demons want to pull me down.

[Yes, he still thinks its his active imagination. Lets roll with it!]

So, feathers. I want them because .. well, I was gonna see if I could actually .. make a pillow and blanket like I said. Also.. there's been a lot of them around the city.. can't figure out why. So, someone with some to spare might be able to enlighten me.

I thought it was clever, but you get me, so you would too.

[Unspoken]

[judgmentdivine]

I see. Are there no other materials which would suffice? Feathers are not the only resource to make pillows. However, if it is a blanket you wish, you may have mine. I have little need of it.

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[flurryflame]

[His hand comes up and rubs his face. The last thing he needs is his inner identity crisis side effect telling him (himself) that he can just have his own blanket. Next he'll hear is; Well, gee-golly, how about we just go find ourselves some chickens and make a hay-day out of it! Axel clears his throat.]

N-no, feathers kind of make the best blankets and pillows.

[Unspoken]

[judgmentdivine]

[Imagine, if you will, the Archangel of God on a rooftop somewhere, carrying on a perfectly normal - to him, at least - conversation, then rolling his eyes and facepalming. Yeah. Hold that image.]

Shall I bring you the blanket?

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[flurryflame]

[AND HOLDING! Axel's brows raise and then his eyes narrow, he leans into the wall with his back while folding his arms over his chest.]

Well.. all right then.

[The clinic just got bumped up to the top of the list of destinations. He's flipped a lid.]

[Action]

[judgmentdivine]

[And so, using Axel's thought as a beacon, Michael simply shimmers into view a few feet in front of the confused Nobody, blanket in hand.]

Better now, I trust?

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[flurryflame]

[Confused Nobody, that jumps and calls forth his chakrams and flames for that surprising defense.]

Oh.. man, you're real!

[The flames spark and choke and smoke into nothing and he dismisses his chakrams. Can't be sneaking up on a brother like that, man!]

[Action]

[judgmentdivine]

[A soft chuckle is Michael's only response.]

Obviously. Be calm, Axel. I mean you no harm.

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[flurryflame]

[Well this poor heartless soul falls back into the wall while his hand presses against his heartless chest! Be calm - be calm. He says be calm.. oh crap.. he can hear me.. GUH, CAN YOU HEAR ME? No, yelling in my head hurts actually.. Stop thinking, I mean stop .. just say something. OKAY-]

This is about as much fun as I can handle for the week actually..

[He kind of sounds exhausted there.]