Ten.

[ambitions_are]

[WELL. That could've probably ended a little better, but it didn't, and now Mello is off stomping around somewhere downtown, kicking rocks and whatever leftover candy hearts might still be on the ground, muttering angrily to himself - and he's momentarily forgotten about the whole second level thing, too.]

... Don't know why I even bother.

Comments

[selenoscape]

Are you all right?

[ambitions_are]

[Dammit, Mello forgot - other people can hear him.]

Peachy. Who're you?

[selenoscape]

My name is Estelle.

[ambitions_are]

Wonderful.

[timeforjam]

Being mean again?

[ambitions_are]

[Eyerolls]

Whatever.

[timeforjam]

[Stares.]

Is that a "yes?"

[ambitions_are]

No, it's whatever. Mind your own fucking business.

[Pissy Mello is pissy.]

[a_ccidentalism]

[he's aware of the second level, but only just. Like Mello, his thoughts are probably also concerned with a certain blond.

And like Mello, Axel also happens to be making his way through the streets of Downtown.]

first level, get

[ambitions_are]

[Mello is so wrapped up in his own brooding he almost doesn't notice Axel out of the corner of his eye - almost, but not quite.]

Oh. It's you.

[first level]

[a_ccidentalism]

[common sense and what he's been taught both dictate that he should acknowledge Mello, make an excuse, and keep on walking. But the reason why Axel's here in the first place doesn't exactly lend itself to that.]

So it is.

[first level]

[ambitions_are]

[Mello kind of ... saunters to a stop, then takes a step or two toward Axel, arms crossed against his chest.]

Still got that whole "heartless" thing going on?

[ambitions_are]

[Mello sees what you did there, Roxas, but you know what? Right now, he's just going to pretend he didn't. Don't make eye contact, don't give any indication anything's wrong. Denial always works wonders, right?]