Axel; Ⅷ; The Flurry of Dancing Flames (
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exsilium2013-07-01 04:48 pm
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☼ 004 [video]
[See Axel. See Axel looking puzzled. See Axel looking puzzled with a very small cat sitting neatly on his shoulder, mesmerized by this strange device in Axel's hands.]
So this happened. [He shrugs the shoulder that is not a cat perch.] I was near the ruins and... Well, she followed me home, you might say. As in she staged a hostile takeover of my hoodie pocket.
[He looks a little uncomfortable. Watch out, Axel, your squishy side might be showing.]
I think she's still too small to take care of herself, you know? So... [Fidget fidget. The little cat blinks at the screen, then turns to look at Axel and impulsively bonks her head against his jaw. Great. Cat, you're not helping that squishy side showing thing at all.] I've never had a cat before.
[Translation: HALP?]
So this happened. [He shrugs the shoulder that is not a cat perch.] I was near the ruins and... Well, she followed me home, you might say. As in she staged a hostile takeover of my hoodie pocket.
[He looks a little uncomfortable. Watch out, Axel, your squishy side might be showing.]
I think she's still too small to take care of herself, you know? So... [Fidget fidget. The little cat blinks at the screen, then turns to look at Axel and impulsively bonks her head against his jaw. Great. Cat, you're not helping that squishy side showing thing at all.] I've never had a cat before.
[Translation: HALP?]
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I am, however, at least 90% sure this cat is not a zombie. What I am not sure of, unfortunately, is... what to do now. She kind of commandeered my pocket, but I didn't really plan past here. Is there even like a vet in town? I don't see many animals around here that aren't of a woodland variety.
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I got no idea if there is. The only animal that I had share a place with me turned out to be a zombie. Soooo I'm not what you call an animal expert.
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No big. Your anti-zombie precautionary advice is well-received all the same.
How's the leg?
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Just got off my crutches yesterday, actually!
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Man, one of these days I should really just figure out how to not suck at white magics. Wish a friend of mine was here... she's quite the mage.
[Well that isn't the only reason, but it sounds less sappy than saying he misses her.]
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White magic? Is that what you call healing artes?
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[He's stopped trying to keep from snickering throughout this. TRUE FRIENDS JOKE ABOUT HOMICIDE AMIRITE??]
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Ohhh.
Well, if it's on a Thursday that makes it different. Maybe dying could get me out of one of that crappy Friday night shift at work.
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[He's kinda serious. But really, there's got to be a better way to schlep work.]
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Tell you what: since I find you so very entertaining I will let you live so long as you swear to keep my secret. And continue being entertaining. Deal?
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Well- alright. I will take your secret to the grave, whenever I get back to it anyway.
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Hey now, wait a second, you're not a zombie.
Are you?
[Perhaps it takes one to know one?]
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