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Who: Larxene, Marluxia, Axel (oh boy)
When: ...Sometime?
Where: Larxene and Marly's place.
Rating: To be updated.
Warnings: To be updated.
Summary: Axel brings Larxene food, and it's inevitable that he'd run into Marluxia eventually.
Larxene had never been much of a morning person. She'd have been happier sleeping all day and staying up all night, in fact, and in Purgatorium it was easy enough to do given that there was never any sun or light to signify day from night.
So while it was technically mid-afternoon, and Larxene was sound asleep, she still slept lightly enough that footsteps on the stairs easily woke her. At first, she registered nothing beyond that they weren't Marluxia's steps, and then as she opened her eyes and lifted her head, she was able to recognize them as still familiar.
Axel.
She was sitting up by the time he reached her room and she blinked blearily at him a few times, smoothing a hand back through her hair in an attempt to tame it. (It was so much more prone to hanging about her face these days, given that she didn't exactly have anything to use to slick it back. How annoying.)
"Nhh," was how she greeted him, and her gaze dropped a little to see that he was carrying something. ... Pie? Oh geez. Who the hell ate pie first thing in the morning? ... Where were Axel and Roxas getting pie, anyway? ... And what time was it? Was Marluxia home?
"S'that for me?"
When: ...Sometime?
Where: Larxene and Marly's place.
Rating: To be updated.
Warnings: To be updated.
Summary: Axel brings Larxene food, and it's inevitable that he'd run into Marluxia eventually.
Larxene had never been much of a morning person. She'd have been happier sleeping all day and staying up all night, in fact, and in Purgatorium it was easy enough to do given that there was never any sun or light to signify day from night.
So while it was technically mid-afternoon, and Larxene was sound asleep, she still slept lightly enough that footsteps on the stairs easily woke her. At first, she registered nothing beyond that they weren't Marluxia's steps, and then as she opened her eyes and lifted her head, she was able to recognize them as still familiar.
Axel.
She was sitting up by the time he reached her room and she blinked blearily at him a few times, smoothing a hand back through her hair in an attempt to tame it. (It was so much more prone to hanging about her face these days, given that she didn't exactly have anything to use to slick it back. How annoying.)
"Nhh," was how she greeted him, and her gaze dropped a little to see that he was carrying something. ... Pie? Oh geez. Who the hell ate pie first thing in the morning? ... Where were Axel and Roxas getting pie, anyway? ... And what time was it? Was Marluxia home?
"S'that for me?"