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[flared]

[The sound of clattering begins at the start of the feed and after a bit of static and frantic chirping in the background there's a grunt and a thump when Axel suddenly hits the ground.

He's gotten a bit dizzy and disoriented thanks to how cold his body has gotten, so it's so surprise he's found himself more or less sitting and slumped up against a tree somewhere in the dome. Having dropped his SFC somewhere on the pavement, he can't get up and reach it right away, so it's up to three frantic chocobo chicks to alert anyone nearby.

All together now they flock to the communicator and peck and bat their little wings.

Halp.]

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[croceamors]

If.

[Distrusting eye narrow right back at you]

I don't see the point, but fine.

[flared]

When.

[Another laugh as he finally reaches the store where he plans on picking up snacks and things.]

Sleepovers, ice cream, bit of swimming up on the island– Betfer get yourself ready to lose.

[croceamors]

If.

[They're going to keep this up forever, aren't they? It's almost unfortunate that Nobodies, as a general rule, are incredibly stubborn. Saix isn't going to let Axel have even the faintest hope he'll win this wager.]

[He also doesn't enter the store with him, instead settling outside and crossing his arms over his chest- as if that will help with the cold.]

It will be interesting to see what Roxas' face will look like when you don't respond to him at all after I win.

[flared]

[Good. Then all the chocobos will keep you company out here. And atop Saïx's head they go, nestling in without a care in the world.]

Yeah. In your dreams, that is.

[And with that he slips into the store with a wave over his shoulder. Don't go away now. He might come back with something for you.]

[croceamors]

[They better start caring soon, because Saix is going to completely ignore Axel and just grab at the little winged menaces.]

[No. His hair is not a nest. It isn't even that messy, in comparison to SOME people he knows.]

[flared]

[KWEH. Sunset pecks at Saïx's hand while Isa settles in, tucking his feet in under him to make himself cozy. Spiky hair is their favorite bedding, see, messy or not.

Usually Axel's method of "shopping" involves picking whatever looks good and tossing it into a bag, but in this case he's making sure to take his sweet time. No reason, really~

Other than to annoy Saïx further and possibly keep him freezing on his own. But besides that, there's no reason!]

[croceamors]

[Axel, freezing to death was his planned activity for today anyway. That won't do much for him. Even if that warmth had been nice... Bluh.]

[Screw you, bird, Saix won't let himself falter just because of a tiny beak. He still makes a grab for it with a scowl.]

[flared]

[Look on the bright side. Axel's freezing a bit himself right now.

A while later he finally shows up with a few bags in hand. Doot doot doot.]

Miss me?

[croceamors]

Get them off.

[He is started to not like birds very much, for some reason.]

[flared]

But they like you.

[See? Even Isa is warming up a little.]

[croceamors]

I don't care.

[If you don't get rid of them, Axel, he will, do you want that]

[flared]

[He rolls his eyes then with a little whistle the chicks perk up then obediently fly over to settle in Axel's hair instead. Fine. They like mommy's hair better.

Sighing, Axel walks on by, briefly brushing his shoulder a bit roughly against Saix's own for the sake of giving himself more warmth... and pushing his buttons.]

You seemed to be tolerating them pretty well, though.

[croceamors]

[Saix seems to stiffen just slightly at the sudden contact, definitely frowning now before he starts to reluctantly follow along.]

You throw fits over the most ridiculous things- I wouldn't doubt you would do the same if I did anything to your little pets.

[flared]

[Axel's highly amused that you're still following him, but he'll say nothing about it. Yet.]

Oh, please. You'd enjoy ruffling my feathers no matter what.

[croceamors]

[God, Axel, just keep your mouth shut okay]

I'm not you, or Xigbar. I don't waste my time purposefully trying to get on everyone's nerves.

[flared]

No. Just on mine, right?

[He glances over his shoulder, laughing a bit.]

[croceamors]

You bring it on yourself.

[flared]

Oh, right. Like you don't enjoy yourself anyway.

[croceamors]

I don't.

[flared]

Liar.

[He stops to nudge Saix again, both for amusement and the whole heat thing.]

[croceamors]

Don't you and your little brats believe I can't enjoy myself?

[Subtle grind of his boot onto your toes.]

[flared]

[Kick]

I'm sure there are some things out there that you enjoy a whole lot.

[Actually, he knows that there are.]

[croceamors]

[Elbow to the ribs.]

Then stop saying I can't enjoy myself if you're so sure.

[flared]

[Ooh, ouch. ... But at least it's contact.]

Well, you enjoy somethings. But not a lot of things. So technically you still need to loosen up.

[croceamors]

I don't need to enjoy a lot of things, and I don't need to loosen up. I'm fine as I am, besides the glaring issue of my heart, which I could have if someone didn't ruin ten years worth of plans.