Well I wasn't bored for three minutes. Good job, Princess.

Oh, and Tyki, moving in with you.

( Private )

[casual flipping through pages, followed by a yawn]

I think I liked this place better when I thought like him.

(entire journal is once again transcribed)

Day four...

I don't think being this bored is healthy for me. I can't even stare at a wall.

(Roxas' voice is not clear, but there's the usual, distinct tone of annoyance)

At least I'm trying to make co-- (a pause)

The... hell is that? Rox, are th

(journal is snapped shut with no warning, until it ( Read more... )

[completely transcribed and the journal continuously picks up swirling noises, as if in an unstable environment]

... I'm not really surprised. Sooner or later the castle was gonna fuck with us again.

(some angry mumbling in the background is picked up, and sends Axel on the defensive)Che, you're the one who needed your damn ice cream. We could' ( Read more... )

How considerate.

The castle's resupplying.

...Calm now?

Well the room's not on fire anymore... so guess that's a yes.

The burns aren't going to fix themselves anymore, you know?

Like I give a damn. Kit can stay in your room.

...What about you?

What about me?

Kit can stay in my room... But what about you?

Didn't think that far. Usually I'd go bug Tat-- *doesn't finish the sentence ( Read more... )

(written slowly and a bit slurred from exhaustion)

You have five minutes to shout/scream/condemn me to hell before I pass out for another two days.

Or ignore me, which is a legit option, too.

(ooc: there's a bad storm going on, so if I suddenly don't reply, apology in advance. ♥)

( [Private] )

(Pretend there's a bunch of Axel's handwriting above that appears slurred, bunched together, and extremely illegible, as if he's drunk, until the last sentence; it becomes perfectly readable.)

... Damn, this man can't see worth shit.