shiny canon update!

[got_it_memorized]

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.

Comments

[wolfuncaged]

Perhaps. Though I doubt Atroma will allow me to stay.

[This is the difficult part, he should have learned from Nel, from himself, that sudden freedom is terrifying and hard to cope with. OH well.]

[got_it_memorized]

True.

[He frowns a little, but if Fenris wants to play revolutionary, that's his prerogative. Axel isn't going to get in his way.]

Well, do what you need to do, I guess.

You never did answer my question, though. What are your thoughts on ice cream?

[wolfuncaged]

Yes, I do.

[But hey, Axel gets a little bit of FENRIS APPROVES for not being a dick about this and trying to stop him. Go Axel. ]

I am not overly fond of the stuff. It's too cold.

[got_it_memorized]

[Axel clicks his tongue.]

To each his own, I guess. Try it with a warm brownie sometime, you might change your mind. Or like a slice of hot apple pie.

[wolfuncaged]

[...Oh hold up. ]

...You can have it with apple pie?

[He sounds legitimately intrigued. ]

[got_it_memorized]

[Oho, something Fenris is actually interested in? Amazing.]

Sure! I mean you can have it with whatever you want, really, but ice cream on pie is pretty popular. They call it à la mode.

[wolfuncaged]

...That sounds Orleasian.

[Which is pretty much the same as being French. ]

It doesn't taste of despair, does it?

[got_it_memorized]

Orleasian? That's new to me, but... no, I don't think it tastes of despair. [He laughs a little; that sounded so dramatic.] Mostly it tastes sweet and like apples, in my experience. It's especially good if you have caramel sauce to drizzle on top.

[wolfuncaged]

Orlais is a country in the place I come from. The people are very... odd. They wear masks most of the time, make food that 'tastes of despair' and so on.

[They are also SUPER RACIST towards elves.]

Hmm. That does sound very agreeable.

[got_it_memorized]

Why would anybody deliberately make food that tastes of despair? Seems like a waste, to me. ... What does despair even taste like?

[wolfuncaged]

Because Orleasians quite frankly have something deeply wrong with them.

[He might still be bitter about being called a manservant by them.]

I do not know, I kept away from most of their food.

[got_it_memorized]

Sounds like a good plan.

[Huh. This was... surprisingly civil. Maybe Fenris is just one of those people who makes a really awful first impression.]

Well, if I happen across any apple pie and ice cream, I'll make sure to let you know, so you can give it a try.

Fenris Slightly Approves

[wolfuncaged]

[It's like befriending a small and especially angry cat. It takes a while before he decides you're safe enough to hang around. Plus, you know, he's kind of a dick.]

...Thank you, that's good of you.