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Who: Axel the Accidental Ayakashi and you!
What: After a badly thought out conversation with Roxas, Axel succumbs to his memories and turns into a fiery ayakashi. (See the plotting post for details!)
Where: In a pretty park area in the Heavens, and rampaging around from there.
When: April 28, early afternoon
Warnings: Violence, character death, body horror

[A few hours after noon, a shriek spirals up into the still air of the Far Shore. Among the trees to one side of a path, purple limbs flail, backlit by a sullen lava glow, and something massive moves. The trees tremble.

Incoming.

Duck.]

(( This is an catchall mingle log for interactions with ayakashi!Axel and reactions! Axel will be tagging into the fight threads as well as the threads of anyone who asked for a quick interaction in the OOC log. ))

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We're different from the old shinki. We've still got our real names, and I don't know if you've been keeping an eye on the network, but I'm pretty sure at least one of us is starting to remember stuff.

[Was: she's gone now, but Axel doesn't know that yet. Maybe if he did, he'd be more careful.]

Bet you that feeling that nobody should tell us anything is just there to keep us from working together.

[Actually, there's another. Nageki had remembered something. He had contacted a few of them about it, that much Roxas knows.

He shakes his head at that implication.]

I don't know if that's it. No one's told me anything about not telling you, it just... I can't really explain it. It feels more like I can't?

Yeah, I feel like I shouldn't ask, either, but it's just a feeling, you know?

[It's a feeling, all right. It's a feeling strong enough to make his chest tight and the words hard to get out, like he's walking straight off a cliff or getting ready to stick his hand in a meat grinder. But it's wrong. People have remembered. If Roxas knows something -- anything -- about him, he can learn too.]

You can too.

But what if those feelings are there for a reason?

[If they weren't there, Roxas would have told Axel everything about his past already. At this point he and Sora know more than anyone else here, maybe more than Naminé. Roxas bites the inside of his cheek. He's feeling sick now.]

Axel, please. I can't! Okay?

Come on! If I can ask, you can tell me.

I bet they're just there to mess with us. Look, if people are remembering anyway --

[Then it's not going to do anything bad. Axel clings to that thought. It'll be fine. It will.]

They're remembering on their own! Nageki didn't say that his god told him about being a bird! Can't... can't you just wait for that to happen to you?

[Roxas really wants Axel to drop this. He should just walk away, get some fresh air, do anything but stay here. His head's starting to hurt.]

Look, I'm going home. Stop asking about this. Please.

Come on, just tell me! Try it. [Axel steps forward, reaching out to grab Roxas's shoulder. He can't leave without even trying one little hint out.]

Or are you just going to go along with whatever they want us to do?

[Being grabbed like that just triggers a response that a year in a dangerous place drilled into Roxas. Seeing as he still knows Axel is his friend, Roxas turns and manages to keep the hit away from the face, instead aiming for Axel's shoulder. It's just a warning punch for now as he tries to pull away.]

Let go! I don't care what they want us to do! I do what I want to do! So let me go!

Yeah, but that's just because of that feeling, right? You don't even know if it's bullshit or not!

[He scowls, letting go of Roxas's shoulder and rubbing his own where he'd just been punched.]

Just tell me one thing!

But-!

[Please stop. Why can't this be like before? Why can't he just be like the old Axel, the one who would get the hint and drop it? This pain can't be worth one memory... Roxas drops his voice to a lower volume, shaking his head.]

I wouldn't even know what to tell you. Please, why can't you just wait?

[Despite the pleading in his tone, he's more than willing to fight Axel if he has to.]

[Axel scowls, letting his hand fall back to his side. He's not going to grab for Roxas again, unless his friend tries to teleport out to escape from this conversation or something: he wants to know.]

Yeah, that's easy for you to say! You remember everything!

[Axel should feel lucky. Roxas is one of those gods who hates that mode of transport. No, he would literally run. Before that thought even occurs to him, those words stop Roxas.

That. No. Roxas narrows his eyes at his friend. Screw that nagging feeling. Now he's mad. At the Heavens. At Axel. At everything. Who cares if this is a mistake, he can't help himself now.]

You think I want that? Do you think I like not having my best friend remember me? I hate it! I hate that you don't remember every mission we went on, those times we went to the clock tower to eat ice cream. How you died wanting to see me again? I hate it all!

Edited 2016-09-23 02:36 (UTC)

[My best friend.

Mission.

The clock tower...

Axel staggers back a step, eyes wide and face going slack with shock. That's... it's all familiar. It all fits in, missing pieces in a puzzle he didn't even know he was working on. The sunset. Sea-salt ice cream. Dusks. Pain. Fire. Sora. ...Sora? He brings his hands slowly up to his face, eyes widening further.

And widening.

And widening. Purple is starting to spread over the right side of his face, blight rushing across his skin at a brutally accelerated pace. His eye bulges out as the blight covers it, scarlet bleeding through the sclera and green iris going sickly yellow.]

[After the outburst Roxas goes quiet. No. He shouldn't have said those things. His head's buzzing like crazy.

It's then when he notices the something was off. Painfully so. His own eyes widen as what was once his friend changes into something grotesque.]

Axel...?

[No. No, this has got to be some sort of joke. Roxas hisses as he's finally aware of the burning pain spreading across his body. He's been stung before, but this felt like he was going to die. Fight or flight instincts kick into overdrive as both memory and fear hits him: You're going to die again. RUN!

Before he can witness the rest of the change, Roxas takes off running in the opposite direction. His divine speed only gets him so far before he crashes hard to the ground. The wave of nausea he's somehow fought down while running is too much now, and it's what he brings up that just adds to this horrible event. Part of him hopes that someone will come across him as he feels himself slipping away.]

... help...

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