Axel || VIII (
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caughtinanetwork2013-08-09 06:37 pm
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... It's waxing crescent again.
[That's what he mutters after a while. The camera's facing what looks to be the horizon over the island and floating not too low in the sky is the moon, just a small, sharp sliver of bright white.
For those who recognize the voice, it's undoubtedly Saix speaking, but there's something different about it all the same. It sounds... almost mesmerized, as if he's not quite all there. That's because whoever's been stuck inside of this body can't quite control it yet and thanks to the moon's power, far away or as different as it is from the one back home, Axel can barely focus his mind and body on anything else.
Originally he had intended for this to be a normal video. He wanted to address the rest of the dome the way he used to when he was in his regular body. Maybe if he tossed out a joke or two he would feels better... but he finds that he can't. Not like this.
Something tugs at his chest and off to the side Axel brings a hand to his face, covering his eyes. He doesn't like this... feeling so out of power. After a moment, he speaks up again, his voice slightly grating.]
Someone tell me... How do you know if you have a heart?
And is it worth all the trouble it gives?
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But something about Roxas helped me feel more human.
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Like I said, it's hard to explain.
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A lot of our work was shrouded in Darkness most of the time.
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[Without emotions to weigh him down here, it's much easier to talk like this.]
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[This is more open than he'd ever normally be willing to share, but- it feels like it hurts to keep it inside, almost enough to make him nauseous. ]
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For another long while he doesn't respond, both because he's back to focusing on the moon and because he wants to think of what to say.]
I didn't know.
[That's the most he feels he can say. Anything else just seems like it would be ridiculous.]
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[So to be told that he was distant, that he didn't care when, if he was even capable of it, Axel and their goal was the only thing he cared about. And then he left. And everything seemed like so much trash because it was doomed to fail.]
[Everything they had worked so hard for together, gone. A friendship he had actually dared to believe in wasn't really thought the same by the other. How was he supposed to react to that?]
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[And out of all people, Axel knew Saix better than anyone.]
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Then you left.
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I'm sorry.
[He's said it before and this time around it seems really strange to say when he can't even feel anything about it- But there it is.]
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Did you ever want me to apologize?
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[To be honest, a lot of what went wrong does fall on Axel's shoulders. It's not like he really needs an apology when he knows he's done wrong. But at least like this he doesn't feel so bad. He just... recognizes it.]
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I don't understand you. Even with a heart, I feel like that hasn't changed.
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[He knows there's a lot that Saix probably doesn't get, to be honest.]
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What you want from me, for starters.
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[Boy, this is awkward.]
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