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23 August 2009 at 01:49 am
Axel || viii
[Axel's had a bad day. A very BAD. DAY. Actually, no, make that a bad week.

Axel's been impatient as of late, and to hear that Roxas is prancing around with some...punk ass skater instead of him riles him up something awful. A.K.A. he's jealous.

And now what? Xion, one of the few people around here that treats him nicely and takes him seriously isn't listening to him and now she's running around with perverted STRANGERS!

Axel's tired of running around in circles, losing what matters most, and getting nowhere fast. This is not his levelheadedness shining through tonight.]


BURN!! What's so special 'bout this...AGITO anyway!? Huh?

[If you're still awake you'll find him in the Athletic Center on one of the baseball fields, jumping backward while tossing his chakrams in random directions and hurling fire balls at them until they disintegrate with a loud bang. He's going at this despite how quickly he's tiring himself out.

Oh, and by the way? The communicator is on, tossed on the ground, so you'll be able to see all the fire and hear the venomous yelling as clear as day.]


PRISON. YOU THINK IT'S CUTE DROPPIN' ME HERE WITH A BUNCH-A IDIOTS!? I'M SICK AN' TIRED OF IT!! COULDN'T'VE JUST LET ME...DIE!!
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23 August 2009 at 07:00 pm
(( YAY FOUR AM VOICE SPAM REJOICE AT THE FAILURE OF SLEEP PATTERNS! ))

I miss you.
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23 August 2009 at 07:17 pm
[Anyone in the kitchen will see Len, with an outfit similar to the one in the userpic, cooking. Used to preparing food to many people, he made food for a lot of people, and will make more if you ask him.

He is humming happily as he prepares the table that is in the kitchen. Cooking makes him forget that he is in a prison and without Rin, so he won't be stopping soon.

In the table there is a big chocolate cake and a jam with a couple of apples around it. If anyone wants to eat, feel free!!]
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23 August 2009 at 09:44 pm
Conrad Weller
[Things here were quiet at night, but a different sort of quiet than back home at the castle. And the patrol that Conrad was walking was a different sort as well. He told himself that it was out of habit that he was out here, pacing the corridors of the shelter and then on his way out to the streets of Sector 3, but truthfully it had more to do with insomnia.]

[He felt bad about sneaking away from Vash, but Conrad intended to return before his morning training and jog with Yuuri, perhaps with a bit of breakfast for them both and Brownie. But he had much to think about before then, and this thoughts had apparently decided not to wait for a decent hour.]