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caughtinanetwork2012-09-16 09:14 pm
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[In the space shared with Axel of the first room on the second floor of the Yutopil apartment was a certain blond scrounging through the cupboards of the kitchen. He was surprisingly settled for being in another’s body. It was similar enough to his own form, Ventus’ body, that it was a little too easy to get used to.
When he woke up that interesting Monday morning, he immediately knew something was wrong. It was just like when he was in Ventus’ body prior to the forced separation. On top of that he was missing something pretty vital. It didn’t take long to puzzle out that he was Roxas. He also knew they didn’t merge from the lack of his own heart.
This felt…settled for the moment. All the hatred and all consuming darkness were missing. The bitterness and pain wasn’t cycling over and over.
There was no heart.
There were feelings of being startled over this realization, but it was a vacation from what he normally went through.
He checked the Network and realized that it wasn’t an isolated incident. It must also mean that Roxas was probably in his body as well. Well, the fake did want to know how it was like, right? Seems he got exactly what he wanted and he can discern himself if Vanitas was truly as dangerous as the others warned.
Vanitas was detained in Roxas’ room quite a bit longer thanks to finding something interesting to read. He also helped himself to poking and going through things. It wasn’t until he was hungry that he finally wandered out to locate the kitchen. He was scrounging through the cupboards and not really bothering with suppressing his noise.
Come get him, Sir Flamsilocks or concerned people.]
[Later on, Vanitas decided he should get in touch with at least a certain person and share something with another.
He settled himself on the couch and turned his- well Roxas’ SFC on. He already saw a failed lock from “himself” earlier.
Whoops. He missed a spot from his earlier snack.
The network was greeted with "Roxas" licking the remnants of something red and thick off of his hand. The teenager was dressed still in his pajamas, which consisted a white t-shirt and long black shorts.]
I am looking for a man who enjoys an explosive night and trying to get me to dance. [Hopefully Kimblee will get it without him needing to say his name.
He gave a sly smirk.] How many of you losers keep a diary?
[The blond ends the feed with that.]
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The things I do for you. [Axel raises a brow behind the ~darkness~ of his hood when Roxas comes closer... and does that odd gesture. Huh. Well, that's certainly different, but, ok, sure. Roxas can be different if he wants to be.]
Heh. All right, you can sing my praises all you want after you eat your sandwich, grasshopper.
[And now to do what any amazing Axel can do and procure a sandwich from seemingly out of nowhere! Just like with ice cream! ... Only this is a sandwich. And there's bacon in it.]
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Che. [And then whatever response he was going to say was stopped by the actual appearance of a sandwich.
You know what happens when you feed strays, right?
Though he'll wonder if your tight sleeves had magical hiding places that kept sandwiches fresh.] Might have to do a bit more to get me singing.
[And he'll just chomp away at the sandwich. Hopefully Roxas didn't have any weird eating habits like stuffing his cheeks full or holding his pinky out.]