Axel; Ⅷ; The Flurry of Dancing Flames (
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driftfleet2015-03-19 07:06 pm
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Who: Axel and anybody
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: On the Tourist, in quarters if you want
When: Thursday, 19March, afternoon
[Broadcast]
[He looks... really unsettled, like he just watched something awful happen and doesn't even know how to process it. In fact that's pretty much exactly what happened: he awoke with a start from a dream he's sure wasn't a dream--he remembers it like it happened, like memories... but it's been hours, not the year-plus he experienced in that dream. He's still trying to wrap his head around everything, and that's when it hits him: he died. And Roxas is gone. Not just gone from the fleet, he already knew that part, and it suddenly hurts a thousandfold more than it did before, because Roxas had been here and now he's not, and now Axel knows he's gone for good. Suddenly he feels like he wasted an opportunity, and he has no excuse other than ignorance.
[He rubs his arms--it's strangely cold in here, it seems--and regards the feed on his communicator. He just needs to get his mind off this.]
So, Fleet, I'm curious: is there ice cream wherever you come from? What's your favorite flavor? Gimme your best ice cream story, I'm bored.
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: On the Tourist, in quarters if you want
When: Thursday, 19March, afternoon
[Broadcast]
[He looks... really unsettled, like he just watched something awful happen and doesn't even know how to process it. In fact that's pretty much exactly what happened: he awoke with a start from a dream he's sure wasn't a dream--he remembers it like it happened, like memories... but it's been hours, not the year-plus he experienced in that dream. He's still trying to wrap his head around everything, and that's when it hits him: he died. And Roxas is gone. Not just gone from the fleet, he already knew that part, and it suddenly hurts a thousandfold more than it did before, because Roxas had been here and now he's not, and now Axel knows he's gone for good. Suddenly he feels like he wasted an opportunity, and he has no excuse other than ignorance.
[He rubs his arms--it's strangely cold in here, it seems--and regards the feed on his communicator. He just needs to get his mind off this.]
So, Fleet, I'm curious: is there ice cream wherever you come from? What's your favorite flavor? Gimme your best ice cream story, I'm bored.
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Wow, exploding ice cream? Sounds like good times. How'd you do it? Eating the last cookie is totally an explodable offense.
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[Yes, he's completely serious. You people and your weird no-magic worlds...]
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... I'm sorta kidding. I mean I really am the captain, I'm just not entirely sure it's the job I'm cut out for. Besides, nobody on this ship listens to me, anyway.
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I'll keep that in mind, thanks. It gets pretty quiet over here sometimes, so I wouldn't mind visiting a livelier ship, to be honest.
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so, uh. lots to do?
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At least I'd have something to do.
[He doesn't have a face to go with this Hiro guy's name yet, but he feels a little indebted to him. Suddenly he kind of wants to... you know, do something. He was pretty bummed out when he started this broadcast, but maybe things aren't so bad as he was thinking.]
Hey, thanks. I mean that. I've got a comm augment, so if you guys need any scanner upgrades or anything like that, gimme a holler. Sounds like you've got it covered pretty well already, but I might as well offer.
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