buttfeathers | TEST DRIVE MEME: The First (Fixed Setting)

TEST DRIVE MEME
HOW TO: Post with your character in what will be a fixed setting for the first round! Do a top level, respond to others! If your thread is substantial, it can be used as a first-person on your application! Remember that this is not game canon, and everyone is welcome!

You were just ushered into a large park by a murder of loud and insistent crows who somehow manage to get the gate shut behind you before they fly off. The park is awfully green for such a dead-looking town. It's dusk, and things are starting to get a little noisy at the edge of the tall iron fence that surrounds the area. There are gazebos, cobblestone pathways, gentle slopes, and of course, the lake and the island with the large, dead tree. It's full of crows, and if you stare at them, they'll all stare back. Feel free to take a load off on one of the many iron and wood benches, but the gates to the city are closed!

This does not, however, mean you are barred from ghost-watching as night progresses. Remember, they won't see you!

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[ Not far off from Axel's location, a short, frustrated blond stands in the cover of some bushes, fingers clenched tightly around the bars of the fence. He's looking very intensely at the pulsating figures of the townsfolk. It's safe to assume that he's trying to figure something out. What, however, is up for debate. That is, until he directs his gaze up to the top of the fence and crouches down, launching himself up to one of the higher crossbars and gripping it with both hands. ]

[ Sounds of struggle ensue, and if Axel looks, he'll see Roxas trying to climb up to the top of the fence. He almost makes it, too, if it weren't for the crows pecking his hands when he gets in reach. ]

AH! Ow! Hey--whoa!!

[ Bye Roxas. ]

[ thud ]

[ Look Axel does.

[ And looks.

[ And looks.

[ And he keeps right on looking — scrutinizing, staring, breathing in sharply with eyes wide in disbelief — as one of his best friends tumbles to the ground.

[ Of all the places to find him....

[ "You can't turn on the Organization! You get on their bad side, and they'll destroy you!"

[ "No one would miss me."

[ No. That wasn't true. This is his chance. He has to make Roxas see that. ]

... Roxas.

[ His voice is firm, just loud enough to be heard. Not trailing off in a struggle for words, the way it had when Roxas confronted him. Not full of ~~anger~~ ~~rage~~ ~~pain~~ power and volume, the way it was with Xion. It's perfectly normal. Just saying a word. A name.

[ His best friend's name. ]

Ugh... [ Roxas is sitting up, scrubbing the loose grass and dirt from his hair while feeling for any damage. That's about when he hears the voice, that familiar tone, the way his name feels through the lips of one tall, brightly-colored Nobody. ]

[ Every memory that was ever Roxas' alone comes flooding back to him at once. Every one worth remembering had a little bit of Axel; his best friend, his partner, the only person he trusted in the Organization. He turns around, blue eyes searching for red hair, and it's not exactly hard to find. But this isn't right. He knows of Lea, of where Axel has ended up... and there's been jealousy, that Sora gets to see him, while Roxas should never have gotten to again. At first, Roxas thinks it's Lea, but then he sees the tattoos. That's Axel. But how? ]

... Axel?

[ Correct me. Tell me you didn't lose your heart again. ]

[ Correct him? No. This is Axel, and Axel alone. Lea has been gone for a very long time. As far as the Eighth is concerned, even the memory of Lea has never done him any good.

[ Green eyes once wide now narrow, an unconscious change that betrays his confusion. Roxas' expression.... What happened to the anger? What happened to the look of betrayal that appeared so real in the blond's eyes?

[ It's not what he expected. So far from it, in fact, that he finds himself quickly changing tactics.

[ Putting on a familiar half smile (and half smirk), Axel spreads his arms and shrugs. A theatrical gesture, as always. ]

Who else?

[ His tone has changed. It's lighter now, almost flippant — but, to those who know him well, likely ringing distinctly false. ]

[ There's visible disappointment on his face for a moment, but he shakes it off, a half-relieved smile taking its place on his youthful face. He wants the best for Lea, but Axel is the same person in his eyes. Heart or not, Roxas feels more comfortable knowing he's here. ]

I didn't think anybody else was even here. Do you have any idea where we are?

[ The disappointment isn't missed. Nor is it understood. What could have caused it...? ]

Not a clue.

[ He keeps his voice light and even. A practiced tone, masking what lies beneath.

[ "You both ... think you can do whatever you want." He'd raised his head, looked her in the eyes. "Well, I'm sick of it. Go on, you just keep running. But I'll always be there to bring you back!"

[ It was a promise. A promise that he knew he would never, ever break.

[ It doesn't matter where they are. He has to do the same thing he did with Xion.

[ By whatever means necessary, he has to get Roxas back. ]

Think we took a wrong turn?

[ Oh, the meaning behind those words.... ]

... Kind of hard to, when you're stuck inside somebody else's heart.

[ He decides to test the waters, see where Axel is in his understanding of what Roxas has been doing recently. ]

[ A blank stare greets that statement, quickly followed by a puzzled frown. It's clear that Axel has no idea what Roxas is talking about. Seconds tick by in silence, as Axel tries to figure the statement out. But still, he comes up empty. ]

What's that supposed to mean?

[ Seriously, Roxas. What a bizarre thing to say. ]

TEST DRIVE MEME: The First (Fixed Setting)

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