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Capture the Axel, COMMENCE! [Aug. 24th, 2006|01:36 pm]
The Crack that Never Was


[Current Location | Starbucks ; Twilight Town]
[Current Mood |anxiousanxious]

Nami stumbled about in a dazed fashion, temporarily unstable from the harrowing experience of sitting on Xemnas's shoulders as he pranced around Twilight Town. On the bright side, she did manage to recover a small amount of composure when she noticed Roxas ordering (from Axel's back) at the counter. The jingle of munny in her pocket reminded her that she'd meant to buy the icecream for them, herself and so she stumbled unsteadily towards Axel and Roxas.

She held herself upright by clutching the counter and gave a slightly crazed smile, "I'm good. I'm all right, I'm okay... here let me help pay..."

The tips of her figners had just barely dipped into her pockets when a dark portal formed on the other side of the room. There was a stagnant pause before Namine's ears picked up something that sounded suspiciously like the gutteral snarl of an animal. They were followed shortly after by the panicked, frantic screams of some poor bastard caught in its clutches.

A voice from within the dark portal cried, "GO! GO FETCH! SHOO!"

That's when a small yellow object came flying out of the portal and bopping her on the head. The squeaky-toy landed in her hands and she narrowed her eyes, trying to figure out where she'd seen these incriminating bite marks before...

Her heart sank. Dread slowly erupted into unbridled panic when she realized the origin of the squeaky toy coupled with the familiar screams and noises coming from the portal. Knowing what was probably coming out of the dark void, she desperately flung it away as hard as she could, which was towards the unsuspecting Demyx.

[User Picture]From: berserker_elf
2006-08-24 09:29 pm (UTC)
Sai'X left Luxord in the darkness, having half ravaged the Gambler's arm and leg in order to get his precious squeaky into his clawed grip. When the little yellow duck was unceremoniously chucked through the portal he dove after it, lost to his frenzied pursuit of stress relief.

The portal opened up into another brightly lit area, but at least the colors were a wash of subdued cheery colors, not the glaring insanely happy canvas that Destiny Islands had been. The fact that his eyes weren't blinded on exit from the void only allowed him to focus on his squeaky's location......that person seemed familiar somehow..

The Berserker pounced, his mind tossing the vague feeling of familiarity aside in favor of collecting his prize, which created quite the commotion as his body made rough contact with the second 'poor bastard' that had the disadvantage of touching his toy. He sat up once he had collected his prize, yellow eyes dilated from the exercise of chasing down his ducky.

He panted softly, squeezing the toy several times, the continual *squeaky squeaky* calming his frayed nerves considerably. After about ten squeaks he blinked a few times and finally realized he was perched on someone's lap. He looked down at the figure he was sitting on in surprise. He lifted an eyebrow, eyes widening as he shifted slightly on the other Nobody's body, leaning down till he was almost nose to nose with the other.

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[User Picture]From: keeptothebeat
2006-08-27 08:31 am (UTC)
A few things didn't quite register as fast as they should have for Demyx. One, that there was a portal by the door. B, that a toy flew from it to Namine. And third, that Namine had tossed it to him, automatically catching the small object. He was about to ask if anyone was missing a rubber ducky, when another thing flew out of the dark hole in the wall, launching at mullethawked musician.
Sea-green eyes opened hesitantly, wincing as parts of his lower anatomy went numb from the lack of blood circulation due to the large thing straddling his waist. The sounds of the yellow bath toy squeaking, almost melodiously, rang out, as Demyx could only stare at the aqua-haired nobody sitting on top of his midsection.
"...Saix?" the dirty-blond could only stare at the face in front of his. It appeared the werewolf wannabee lunar berserker was back. "...nice to see your back."
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