It probably had a family, you jerk.
Who: got-it-memorizd and ninthserenade
When: October 27th, 2011
Where: Axel + Demyx's apartment in Sector 4
Summary: Demyx comes home to find a murder in progress.
Warnings: None, except for pumpkincide
While he had his day off from work (both at the Organization and Purgatory), Demyx had taken the time to finally go out and pick up half of his Halloween costume from the warehouse over in Sector 8 and grab some Chinese take-out for dinner--or lunch the next day, in the case of leftovers which was usually the case with the two Nobodies. Upon entering the apartment they had shared, something was a little... Off. For one, it looked like Axel beat him home, again. Second, a glance into the kitchen nearly made him drop his bags. There was orange... Well, Demyx would always call it 'pumpkin guts', but a closer word would probably be 'goo'. And in the middle of it all, was his roommate. All he could do is stare at the redhead's back with one eyebrow quirked up to nearly meet his hairline and his mouth tilted into a crooked, bewildered grin. Just what the heck was he up to?
When: October 27th, 2011
Where: Axel + Demyx's apartment in Sector 4
Summary: Demyx comes home to find a murder in progress.
Warnings: None, except for pumpkincide
While he had his day off from work (both at the Organization and Purgatory), Demyx had taken the time to finally go out and pick up half of his Halloween costume from the warehouse over in Sector 8 and grab some Chinese take-out for dinner--or lunch the next day, in the case of leftovers which was usually the case with the two Nobodies. Upon entering the apartment they had shared, something was a little... Off. For one, it looked like Axel beat him home, again. Second, a glance into the kitchen nearly made him drop his bags. There was orange... Well, Demyx would always call it 'pumpkin guts', but a closer word would probably be 'goo'. And in the middle of it all, was his roommate. All he could do is stare at the redhead's back with one eyebrow quirked up to nearly meet his hairline and his mouth tilted into a crooked, bewildered grin. Just what the heck was he up to?