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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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[linefais]

I'm not even sure if I would enjoy it.

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[goddammitaxel]

Petty spite is a lot harder to enjoy with no heart.

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[linefais]

I guess I could still try it.

To help your appearance, if anything.

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[goddammitaxel]

There's nothing wrong with my appearance.

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[linefais]

It's lacking eyeliner. That's what's wrong with it.

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[goddammitaxel]

Not everything can be solved by eyeliner, Axel!

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[linefais]

Not everything.

But your face definitely can be.

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[goddammitaxel]

Just what exactly is wrong with my face that it needs eyeliner?

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[linefais]

It might make your eyes pop out more.

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[goddammitaxel]

Why do my eyes need to pop out?

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[linefais]

Just because. That's what you use the stuff for.

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[goddammitaxel]

I think my eyes pop out enough. Gold tends to be a striking color.

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[linefais]

Maybe I should put a lot instead.

[That way it can mask that color as much as possible.]

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[goddammitaxel]

Don't be a brat.

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[linefais]

Yeah, I think I'll put a lot.

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[goddammitaxel]

I wasn't joking about burning everything you own!

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[linefais]

[It's no surprise that he doesn't care about this while in this body. But he knows that when he returns to his normal body, he won't appreciate it... so Axel figures he should play nice.]

Fine, fine.

I'm only joking, you big sourpuss.

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[goddammitaxel]

[He's still keeping this one frisbee, fyi. You're never getting it back.]

I know the kind of jokes you play. You'd do one just like that.

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[linefais]

[You son of a bitch.]

It's not even like eyeliner would be permanent.

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[goddammitaxel]

[Deal with it.]

It's just the fact of the matter is that you're messing around with my body. Why did you even braid it anyway? Why was that one of the first things you did?

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[linefais]

It kept getting in the way.

At least I didn't cut it like I originally planned.

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[goddammitaxel]

Why would you want to cut it!? That took forever to grow out.

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[linefais]

It's too long. And it gets in the way like I said. I don't know how you keep it this way, especially in the summer.

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[goddammitaxel]

Never Was was usually cool. I've never had any problems with it before.

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[linefais]

Whatever you say.

I'm keeping it tied up until I'm back in my own body, though.

[So if there are a couple kinks in it, that's why. You can write about it in your lovely little diary.]