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[ignis_procella]

Who: Axel [ignis_procella] & Demyx [manic_melody]
When: Sometime after Demyx's post
Where: Axel's rather broken down room.
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Some minor cursing, drunken antics, and mature conversations
Summary: Demyx wants to avoid Zexion and Axel is interested in learning what's up.

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[manic_melody]

Demyx was in turmoil, even the walk to Axel's place could distract him from his thoughts. He'd packed a few bottles of liquor from the tavern, and some bread and meat from the stocks. Doumeki seemed alright with it, but Demyx still felt obligated to leave payment for it behind. He sighed for what must have been the hundredth time that day.

"I have got to get my mind off of this..." He muttered to himself, looking up at Axel's place and moving toward it quicker than before. Within moments, he knocked at the door and called out.

"Axel! I'm here..." Waiting, Demyx shifted the basket of things had in his arms and looked off.

[ignis_procella]

"It's open!" Axel yelled once he heard the knock coming from his door. If you could even call the poor thing a door. It was barely hanging on by its hinges, and the place was about as private as you could get anyway. The building was on a faulty foundation and was lucky to still be standing after all this time.

When he heard Demyx's foot steps walking over the creaky floor, he shifted and poked his head back inside the large opening in the roof. "Yo ~ out here!" In the moon light, his green eyes seemed to glow as they eyed the basket of goodies. Score!

[manic_melody]

Demyx made his way in, opening and walking through the door and shuffling into the house. Making his way to Axel's room, he waved at the male and offered him the basket.

"Thanks. I guess I just need something to occupy myself with for a little while. I don't wanna impose, though..." He sighed again, trying not to sound as confused and flustered as he was.

[ignis_procella]

Axel waved an arm at the empty loft, "Imposing? Shit... its not like I can come with you guys anyway." His way of saying he was glad for the company, and the food! Axel patted a spot on the stone ledge for Demyx to sit on while he took the basket.

His attention was put totally on what was in his hands. He muttered to himself as he rummaged. Bread, ham, and oh god liqour! Demyx was his official hero for the time being. Axel tore off half a chunk of bread and bit into it. His mouth was already full to the brim when he went about opening a bottle of liqour to drink.

"Man -- stuff -- 'lly --- good!" He spoke between chews and swallows.