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GOD is a HOUSE

Aug 17, 2010 19:34

Who: ANYONE WHO WANTS TO FIX THE HEART.
What: Well, time to go fix up Soundwave’s fuckup.
Where: The Heart of Nautilus.
When: Sometime after the events of this log and around the time this announcement was made.
Notes: Party-style log for anyone who wanted to help fix the Heart. Feel free to tag with action, threads, or even just a narrative. OOC ( Read more... )

† alexandra roivas, lelouch vi britannia, sora, † monday, !open, death, † kristofferson silverfox, † aya brea, † tony stark, † squall leonhart, ratchet, † cain, † jun, † red spy, † peter jacob, orihime inoue, † martha jones, † azula, † neriae, axel, † rion steiner

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flame_flurry August 18 2010, 03:58:23 UTC

He didn't want to go near it. He knew the feeling, knew exactly where it was coming from. That place. Endless gray and white, and the all-consuming cold; each and every POSSIBILITY forced into his mind. All the things he could have done differently. All the things he could have been.

Axel knew very well that the only reason he'd been able to continue functioning was because he wasn't able to feel fear.

Still, a lack of fear didn't mean that he wanted to go near it. After all, he still had a sense of self-preservation. This was his 'existence'; he'd live and die on his own terms.

... But if nothing was done, then ... would he even be able to do that?

And as much as he didn't want to admit it (such a weakness was easily exploited), it wasn't just him. Roxas wasn't here, but ... Sora was. Sora, and the few others that he actually felt some genuine attachment to. Actually felt something for. Could he really risk them experiencing what he'd gone through, just because he refused to go and do something ( ... )

myheartglows August 18 2010, 04:29:29 UTC

Tony appeared on the scene not long after Squall's post; he had spent most of the day trying to sort through the new memories the storm had brought. Memories of a life much longer than it should have been. But the Heart diverted his attention: the unsettling chill plagued him the entire way. He figured what was down there, what it might be, what it led into--

Especially if Axel's reaction was any indication.

"You holding up all right?" Tony asked him, eyes on the darkness as he joined in the effort.

flame_flurry August 18 2010, 04:48:09 UTC

At first, the words didn't register: his eyes were locked on the gaping hole staring up at him, willing it to shut even as he felt what was inside tugging at him. He remembered Jin commenting on the fact that he'd died in that place -- the Corridors were just an extension, after all -- and distantly wondered if it wanted him back. Was it offended, that he'd managed to get away even after he'd stumbled into the heart of it? That he skirted its edges every time he used a Corridor? That he kept on living, even though he'd died in there again and again and again....

Then Tony's vice cut through the fog, and Axel found himself shaking worse than ever. He heard some noise, some aborted attempt at speech, only to realize it had come from his own throat.

No. He had to keep it together. He could curl up and vomit Darkness later if he wanted to: right now, he had to get that place away from him and his.

"Need to close it up," he answered, voice low but steady. A sharp contrast to his trembling body: memories of the cold were hard to stave

myheartglows August 18 2010, 06:52:40 UTC

For all their differences, Tony still considered Axel a friend. He just didn't expect Axel to return the sentiment, which was too damned bad for him. Tony would stand there anyway.

"We'll get it closed up," he said, and focused on the task.

flame_flurry August 18 2010, 07:22:37 UTC

Axel could only offer a short nod -- a jerky, shaky motion -- in reply. Willpower was all that a Nobody really was: just willpower holding together a form that no longer belonged. And he was determined to pour every ounce of it into keeping that place away, if that's what it took.

He wouldn't let it take him back. He wouldn't let it have him or any of his, the man at his side included.

unlockingsmiles August 18 2010, 06:09:40 UTC

Sora didn't claim to know much about the nature of the Heart of Nautilus, or what it covered. While it was true that he had been in the city for a almost a year, he wasn't known to be very good at keeping track of the details. That sickening feeling in the bottom of his stomach, though - that weird, nagging sense that something was very wrong - didn't just come from nowhere, though. The thing that that glass was covering...the Labyrinth, whatever it was called...was covered for a good reason. He knew that much, at least, and he knew that just leaving it sitting there was dangerous.

Naturally, when he saw Squall's post, he didn't hesitate. He ran to the center of the city, knowing full well that this problem needed to be fixed. Never mind the fact that, as he got closer, that feeling that he couldn't identify (that he didn't really want to identify, for some reason), continued to get worse. He wasn't going to run away. He needed to help ( ... )

flame_flurry August 18 2010, 07:39:39 UTC

The last time that Axel had met Sora in their world, he had already been incredibly fatigued. He'd been running from the Organization, darting from world to world without rest; fighting, hiding, struggling to survive. Then he'd wound up jumping straight into a horde of Dusks, intent on saving the Keyblade master from destruction ( ... )

unlockingsmiles August 20 2010, 02:29:20 UTC

"What...?" What are you doing here?, he was going to ask, but that wasn't the right question. Axel was here, running straight to the place that had made him so sick - was still making him sick - and showed no intention of turning back. It didn't really matter why he was here, did it? If he hadn't convinced himself to turn back by now, it's not like Sora would be able to.

"Need some help with that?" Sora asked, laughing and trying to keep his tone light. It wasn't easy in a place like this. In all honesty, being near that gaping hole was making him sick, his stomach turning in knots and loops around itself. It - whatever it was (Darkness? No, something worse.) made him nervous, maybe even a little afraid.

But he wasn't thinking about that. He wouldn't think about that. His only focus was on Bending the hole closed, his will working with that of Axel, and everyone else, to build a new covering. There was no way he was letting this thing get out of control, not with all the friends he had here. Thinking about everyone he knew - ( ... )

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