mnemonic two.

[ickyorders]

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[darkest_horse]

As if. My eyebrows only just grew back from our last friendly spar.

[ickyorders]

Maybe next time you will learn not to take a ball of fire to the face, yeah?

[darkest_horse]

Maybe next time you will learn not to take half a dozen shots to the ass, yeah?

[ickyorders]

[... Huff.]

Guess we both gotta learn a thing or two.

[ninthserenade]

Do you really wanna get turned into a wet match?

[ickyorders]

[GET OUT.]

I wasn't personally asking you, Demyx. Geez.

[ninthserenade]

Hey, you said anyone!

But uh... You ever try picking up a hobby?

[ickyorders]

Yeah, well, fuck off.

[...]

A... hobby? Like what?

[Un-privated, because he is derp fail]

[dealwithaweek]

[He wasn't about to reply to this but... have a good long stare down, Axel. He doesn't like being reminded, especially about that stupid tight suit jerk. He was probably being a bit of a reckless idiot too, but hush.]

Oh, thanks.

[ickyorders]

[Holding up his hands in defense.]

Sheesh, someone has a stick up their ass. I take two minutes out of my oh so busy schedule to ask you how you're doing and that's what I get? Give me a break.

[dealwithaweek]

What schedule? Did staring at the wall get boring for you?

And if you haven't noticed, a boy in a tight suit who looks exactly like Sora is walking around causing trouble for everyone. How do you think I'm doing?

[ickyorders]

Staring at the ceiling provides much more entertainment, thank you very much.

[A pause and then he shrugs.] So what? He's not bothering me, it's not my job to be the hero.