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Who: Axel & Mark

Where: About the City

When: Current RP

It’s an aimless day. Axel’s feet have taken him all over the city. Prank’s bounding through the grass beside him stalking and catching bugs. It’s overcast but not dreary, the beeze is nice.

He’s been handling Bart and the boy swinging from anger to sadness as best as he can but he

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Mark is sneaking out of James's place just about the same time as Axel is passing on by. With a relatively clear street (no one is looking his way), Mark floats on down from the second floor window, not wanting to test his luck with the front door, unsure if the man had rigged it for anything to try and catch the errant and ever-traveling Wizard.

He touches down and brushes a hand back through his unruly hair--a bit frizzier than usual, though the humidity's easily blamed for that one.

"Long time no see--" he calls out to Axel jokingly, wearing a faint grin. "Holding up well? Last I saw you, your brain was pooling around your ankles."

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"Next time I'll know to bring a bucket."

Grinning Axel watches the descent glancing at the door. "Sneaking out to avoid Papa or sneaking out to avoid bobby traps. Last time I was hear Prank got osaked by the doorbell... Which I think worked out worse for Papa then her. - I'm good, been oddly not busy of late. Spending a lot of time at home -you?"

Axel falls in step by the man.

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"A little of both," he replies, hands jammed into the front pocket of his own hoodie. It was worn, years old, but there wasn't a tear or stain on it. It was his lucky hoodie, damnit. He'd recruited McCullogh with it on for one! (though at this point, he was willing the speculate that the man was either dead or incapacitated. Where WAS he?) --he was going to treat this things WELL.

"But I've been--" Mark makes a face as the word drags on some. "--around. Figured I'd go get something to eat. Grab a hotdog or something in the park and clear up the skies a bit." Mark...wasn't one for glaring sunshine usually, but he'd prefer the warmth right now.

"Heard about the flood. Seems you're having enough fun without us big boys." he says teasingly, glancing over.

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Axel turns his feet toward the park. "It was too good of an opportunity to miss, I couldn't help myself." The words come out a touche flat though, no bragging in them. "It was nice to get out and have some fun," Axel stressed the last word and it had been. That he hadn't talked to Bart about. It had been fun. Beinging back on the top, herding the masses, tossing out toys that caused both incredulous and terrified looks? It'd been a blast and would have been more of one if he hand't been trying to hide an accidental murder in the midst of it but...

Fun.

"How's the head?" It's as close as Axel's going to get to asking about Cailean's meddling with Mark. He's not gonna push the subject and doubts Mark would appreciate it if he did.