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--but I'm tired!

[The voice function clicks on in the middle of a sentence, and judging by the whine, it's probably Demyx.]

Why're you telling me? Go to bed.

[And that drawl would be Axel, totally unaffected by the whine.]

I'm in bed. And I'd have to move to get to my room.[The later part of the sentence is muffled, as if something (like a ( Read more... )

[Well, isn't this considerate. He's actually giving notice instead of barging right into the Ninth's room!]

You got a minute?

[Axel's looking like his old self again: no external bones or hole through the chest. His expression, however, will be unfamiliar to most. The normally smirking or carefully "friendly" man is just a shade shy of sneering outright.]

Hey. Nautilus.

[That's to the city; not its people.Here's an idea. How about you lay off the storms where you play ( Read more... )

[Hellooooooo Nautilus~]


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[Here's a face that hasn't been seen in a while. Axel's currently lounging on the couch in the Castle's largest living area, a notebook in his hand. From the looks of things, he's not writing in it: just reading.]

Got a question for you all.

[The Nobody sounds as casual and collected as ever. Only the look in his eyes betrays how serious he is. ( Read more... )

[A completely and utterly calm voice addresses the network, asking one simple question:]

So, if people who die there wind up here ... does anyone think it works the other way around?

[The Castle is sinking.

[From the moment it took its final shape, the Castle That Never Was has been a massive, looming, somewhat ominous mark on the Northern District's skyline. And now, it's tilting, one side of it slowly being swallowed by a hole hidden beneath it, and the rest appearing soon to follow ( Read more... )

[ A brief bout to static clears to show a teenage boy with spiky red hair on the screen, his eyes closed as though deep in thought. His age is a little hard to place - he could be anywhere between thirteen and fifteen - but he has a cute face; the type that, given a few years, could wind up being handsome.

[ But then the boy opens his eyes. Yellow ( Read more... )

[ In the midst of the chaos that's overtaken the city, there sits a fox. Could this be someone's shadow? It's indoors, which is a little odd, so maybe it is!

[ But wait, it's looking up at someone. A certain young girl, who may appear hooded to those who don't know her well. Could this be the shadow? No, sillies, it's just Xion. (DON'T ATTACK!) ( Read more... )