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Whoa, whoa, whoa--!

[Ok, the last time this happened was a very long time ago and omg it's happening again what does he even do with this. Where's Tinkerbell when you need her?

Looks like he'll be flying solo this time. And by flying, we actually do mean flying.

The only reason the communicator is even on right now is because he's dropped it mid flight, but thankfully nothing looks to be damaged. So you should be able to see a blur of black and red fly right past the screen when Axel swoops down to pick the communicator back up and point it towards him. Is that a trail of sparkles following behind him?

... Yeah. But you're probably jealous.]

Well, this isn't all that bad.

[Said as he nearly goes crashing into a tree.]

Crap!

(( ooc: Thanks to Pan's suggestion, Axel can now fly... but he also cannot lie. TAKE GREAT ADVANTAGE OF THIS WHILE YOU CAN. ))

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[Yup, he's headed into his room now.]

No, just advancing in the opposite direction.

Into a dead-end?

[Roxas follows, pillow at the ready. ...he does bump into the doorframe a bit though.]

[He laughs and on the other side of the room he hovers about, seeing if Roxas can make it to him.]

Not necessarily~

We'll see.

[Unfortunately he doesn't know Axel's room as well as the rest of the apartment and he bumps the edge of the bed, too, as he makes his way over. He raises his pillow for a swing.]

[Snicker. And when Roxas brings his pillow up to hit him he's right there taking a swing for his middle.]

[Roxas manages to hit Axel's pillow aside this time, and takes another swipe at him.]

[He floats over to the side of the bed and goes for Roxas' head now.]

Why don't you just give up? You're at a real disadvantage here, buddy.

Ah!

[Another hit!] No way!

[This time Roxas grabs at Axel's arm, trying to keep him close as he swings the pillow with his other hand.]

[Whoa, whoa! That kind of throws him off balance in the air for a bit and he ends up getting tugged forward. Swinging with his other arm, he tries to bash Roxas on the head multiple times.]

That's cheating!

Says the flying guy-- Ah!

[He can't effectively defend against the assault with his pillow arm, so instead he gives Axel a push towards the edge of the bed, hoping to trip him up again.]

[Oof, he crashes into the bed and scurries around, trying to smack Roxas repeatedly again and again.]

[Roxas starts to grin as his ploy works--and then he's smacked in the head again. He abandons his own pillow and with a playful growl he launches himself forward, aiming to pin Axel against the bed with his own body.]

[Well, this isn't working so nicely. On the bed he sees that Roxas has abandoned his pillow and kicks a bit once he's somewhat pinned down. These two and their roughhousing, seriously.]

Hey, get off!

Nuh-uh. You'd just start hitting me again.

[Roxas stays put. He only shifts slightly to make his position more secure.]

[He huffs, eyes rolling.

... Lets just hope that that blindfold stays on Roxas' face.]

You started this.

Guess I'm finishing it, too. [Usually it's the other way around on both counts.] C'mon, you were having fun.

[Roxas lets go with one hand to lift the edge of his blindfold, taking a peek at Axel's face. He can't see Axel's junk if he's basically sitting on it, so it's perfectly safe.]

[And he should get a good look at the rest of him if he's sitting on his waist like that.

He huffs again.]

Yeah, yeah.

[... And stop squirming around up there.]

Now get off.

[Don't mind him if he does just that.]

...I dunno. I kinda like it up here.

[He's not used to looking down at Axel.]

[Ah–]

I kinda like it too.

[WHAT.]

[...not the reaction he was expecting. He thought Axel would just try to shove him off.]

Ah- you do?

[Ok, go ahead and lie here, Axel. It's not hard. Just laugh it off like it was a joke!]

Yeah.

[DAMMIT.]

...then maybe I shouldn't get off.

... Yeah.

[WHAT'S GOING ON.]

You shouldn't stop moving either.

[AHH.]

Moving?

[He shifts a little, registers exactly where he's sitting, and finally pinks a bit.]

Are you sure you're okay?

[Not that he... exactly minds, but this is pretty different from Axel not even wanting to be kissed.]

[He's so bright red right now, you have no idea.]

I– Feel pretty good.

[UM. ALBEIT EMBARASSED UP THE WAZOO.]

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