”Hey ‘oh, hey all! Get your balloons here.. just a gumdrop per water drop!” Axel hollered with two hands gripping the sac of jiggly luggage drooped down in front of his tall body. He had securely monopolized the supply for this block with an entirely greedy motive in mind. He liked the candy and they liked the balloons. It was a win - win situation, and a steal were you to ask him! After all, these poor kids were tirelessly working themselves up in a bit of dodge-and-toss and couldn’t possibly be expected to carry their own ammo while leaping about with all the stamina of a heat-stricken cat scurrying away from their water-downed fate. He had pity them, he truly did. Thus, Axel was taking to the streets in his mobile pursuit to arm the forces with adequate latex water balls all in the name of the good cause. Which, for as far as he could truly understand it, was to feed him the candy.
Everything else was truly circumstantial. The heat wave made the air between the ground and your knees a wobbly sore sight of vapor hissing from the ray of light. The slap of feet which scurried across the ground beneath the ridiculous squeals of laughter and protest was but a kind reminder that even here people could be reduced to the most juvenile of behaviors. The whine of disappointment when a tossed balloon fails to pop once it hits the target and therefore bounces around the feet of your enemy who is now freshly equipped. These are a few of his noticed things.
Axel grinned and offered once again the call to arms with a fair price of one gumdrop to pay for the trade for the means of war. “Balloons for your candy, kids.. come one, come all!”
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E;1
How did I get myself in this situation? Axel had posed the question yet again as he traced his feet down the hard, long, plank. He had to admit, however, the imagination of these Verens was just as impressive as the imagination of the stone-cold-glare of an iguana. Half of them looked to him as he inched further down the plank and the other half of them looked about as if they weren’t quite sure why it was they were exactly here. It reminded him of a time in his life where he truly thought swimming upstream was going to be a fun training exercise. He got swept away in the current and ended up swimming deeper down under––almost a little too close to the bottom of the sea he could have sworn he heard singing. Axel shook his head and made a discontent expression before he huffed and looked over his shoulder once again to make a last plea. “Listen, I got a better idea. Let’s not do this.” He wasn’t too keen on the idea of getting wet again. Especially at the hands of the Hook-dropout gang.
Best keep his dignity, he thought, and looked beyond the pirates for anyone out in the crowd who might have a notion to save the damsel in distress. Damsel being him. “All right, all right!” He snapped at the pirate gesturing him to move it on forward. “If I don’t come up right after I drop, someone better be ready to dive in after me.. and I don’t want any funny business!” He could not stress this enough. “Get your breath mints in now.. I’m not going to be revived by someone with sour milk for breath..”
With that he turned to face his rippling destiny and he moved forward with a swift stride of his long legs. “I’m coming for your Triton!!” Then a splash consumed the lithe body with brilliant red hair. Down and down he went. Like a rock he sunk to the bottom, despite his thin body, he sunk as if he was made of stone.
Hey… Axel?
Axel’s eyes opened with a emerald shimmer of panic as he sought the responsible party of the voice. What? He found himself responding with a thought. His body then went into flight or fight and he started to kick, reach, and wiggle in the water with all the skill as a bird in a net. Swimming wasn’t a strong skill, hell, he’d proven that trying to swim upstream! The voice though, that sounded familiar and his heart palpitated with anticipation to find the source of the call. Yet, the more he searched with his head lulling about in stupor, the more he found his sight going darker. It was like the pool was turning from clear to black.
Are you really sorry?
Well, that’s ambiguous. Axel retorted quickly as he fought through the bubbles surrounding his body and looked for the surface which was quickly becoming darker by the clouded water. He didn’t have much time to think, he was trying to make sense of direction after all. This voice in his head talking about being sorry was just a distraction. He had to keep his eye on the prize. He wouldn’t be able to make it if he couldn’t. Although, with that thought, he couldn’t help but be reminded of the sometimes stifling feeling of the Organization crowding around him. Sometimes he felt as if he could hardly move. Like now.
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F;1
Axel was sure to be dressed for the occasion, after all, it’s not like he’s invited to weddings often. Especially weddings involving royalty! They were royalty, right? Axel rolled his eyes and huffed, details like that didn’t matter! What mattered was he was going to make a fabulous entrance, he was going to dance, he was going to eat (oh, was he going to eat), and when all was said and done, he was going to snoop the crap out of this place. He was going to bust into all the rooms, he was going to jump on all the beds, he was going to investigate all the closets (wait, is Namine in there?)! It was going to be glorious, world breaking really.
Well, in any case, he certainly was going to be the best looking one here. Sorry, Speghan Sparkle Farkle, he’s going to upstage your bride dress. How embarrassing!
Axel wore an impressive flame designed tuxedo with a pair of black boots. His hair was slick back in its usual flare of flames and his emerald eyes were looking sharp as he stepped onto the carpet. Fire walk with me, because Axel was bringing back the flame and everyone tonight was going to want a little more heat to their step after seeing him.
“Lord of Flames himself!” The introduction was booming through the room as he stepped through the threshold to be introduced. “Axel! Who we all know for being the friendly neighborhood fireman!” Axel winked at the anouncer and gave a few nods to the crowd and waved at some of the waiters (more to stop them from getting too far before he got off the platform).
Once on the floor he began his intricate dance of mingling while chasing the ones who held silver platters full of drinks and party tasters.
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t e l e p a t h y
[ Well, it hasn’t gotten any easier after the first few times he’s tried this nifty little mental-connection way of communication, but he’ll make do. Even if it takes a few retakes; and it does take a few retakes. He can’t help the random thought that comes right in the middle of his message to the others. Especially when he was distracted by the weird bird calling outside. ]
Um, hullo? [ He tries this out, so far so good. ] If anyone can tell me how to shut those birds up.. I would be grateful. They.. they’re outside my window hooting, hollering, and chirping about like they know some big exciting secret and cannot convey it to me in a language I can even begin to appreciate.
I know… I know.. I’m not suppose to ignite their tail feathers, I’ve been warned. But for the sake of my sanity.. How do you shut them up?!
Actually, this wasn’t about the birds. This was.. [ He takes a deep breath and sighs. ] This was about some devastating news. Seems like I have to get a job.
Weird right? I mean, … my presence here is a mere gift to you all [ He chuckles. Ah, he’ll leave that in, he’s already edited this message far too much. ] but.. I’m not getting paid to be my fabulous self so..
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Everything else was truly circumstantial. The heat wave made the air between the ground and your knees a wobbly sore sight of vapor hissing from the ray of light. The slap of feet which scurried across the ground beneath the ridiculous squeals of laughter and protest was but a kind reminder that even here people could be reduced to the most juvenile of behaviors. The whine of disappointment when a tossed balloon fails to pop once it hits the target and therefore bounces around the feet of your enemy who is now freshly equipped. These are a few of his noticed things.
Axel grinned and offered once again the call to arms with a fair price of one gumdrop to pay for the trade for the means of war. “Balloons for your candy, kids.. come one, come all!”
v e r e n s ⋅ r e s e a r c h
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E;1
Best keep his dignity, he thought, and looked beyond the pirates for anyone out in the crowd who might have a notion to save the damsel in distress. Damsel being him. “All right, all right!” He snapped at the pirate gesturing him to move it on forward. “If I don’t come up right after I drop, someone better be ready to dive in after me.. and I don’t want any funny business!” He could not stress this enough. “Get your breath mints in now.. I’m not going to be revived by someone with sour milk for breath..”
With that he turned to face his rippling destiny and he moved forward with a swift stride of his long legs. “I’m coming for your Triton!!” Then a splash consumed the lithe body with brilliant red hair. Down and down he went. Like a rock he sunk to the bottom, despite his thin body, he sunk as if he was made of stone.
Hey… Axel?
Axel’s eyes opened with a emerald shimmer of panic as he sought the responsible party of the voice. What? He found himself responding with a thought. His body then went into flight or fight and he started to kick, reach, and wiggle in the water with all the skill as a bird in a net. Swimming wasn’t a strong skill, hell, he’d proven that trying to swim upstream! The voice though, that sounded familiar and his heart palpitated with anticipation to find the source of the call. Yet, the more he searched with his head lulling about in stupor, the more he found his sight going darker. It was like the pool was turning from clear to black.
Are you really sorry?
Well, that’s ambiguous. Axel retorted quickly as he fought through the bubbles surrounding his body and looked for the surface which was quickly becoming darker by the clouded water. He didn’t have much time to think, he was trying to make sense of direction after all. This voice in his head talking about being sorry was just a distraction. He had to keep his eye on the prize. He wouldn’t be able to make it if he couldn’t. Although, with that thought, he couldn’t help but be reminded of the sometimes stifling feeling of the Organization crowding around him. Sometimes he felt as if he could hardly move. Like now.
w e d d i n g
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F;1
Well, in any case, he certainly was going to be the best looking one here. Sorry, Speghan Sparkle Farkle, he’s going to upstage your bride dress. How embarrassing!
Axel wore an impressive flame designed tuxedo with a pair of black boots. His hair was slick back in its usual flare of flames and his emerald eyes were looking sharp as he stepped onto the carpet. Fire walk with me, because Axel was bringing back the flame and everyone tonight was going to want a little more heat to their step after seeing him.
“Lord of Flames himself!” The introduction was booming through the room as he stepped through the threshold to be introduced. “Axel! Who we all know for being the friendly neighborhood fireman!” Axel winked at the anouncer and gave a few nods to the crowd and waved at some of the waiters (more to stop them from getting too far before he got off the platform).
Once on the floor he began his intricate dance of mingling while chasing the ones who held silver platters full of drinks and party tasters.
n e t w o r k
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t e l e p a t h y
Um, hullo? [ He tries this out, so far so good. ] If anyone can tell me how to shut those birds up.. I would be grateful. They.. they’re outside my window hooting, hollering, and chirping about like they know some big exciting secret and cannot convey it to me in a language I can even begin to appreciate.
I know… I know.. I’m not suppose to ignite their tail feathers, I’ve been warned. But for the sake of my sanity.. How do you shut them up?!
Actually, this wasn’t about the birds. This was.. [ He takes a deep breath and sighs. ] This was about some devastating news. Seems like I have to get a job.
Weird right? I mean, … my presence here is a mere gift to you all [ He chuckles. Ah, he’ll leave that in, he’s already edited this message far too much. ] but.. I’m not getting paid to be my fabulous self so..
Hm. Any suggestions?