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001 // icing on the cake
[They say that home is where the heart is, right? Appropriate then that one searching for a heart would end up dreaming of the place he had felt most at home.
You'll find yourself on the steps of a clocktower, mere metres away from the perfect place to sit and enjoy the view. The sunset's as beautiful as it always is in this place, the weather perfect and the atmosphere one of comfortable familiarity.
However, your seat is already occupied- a young man in a black coat sits at the edge of the tower, feet dangling. There's an ice cream bar in one of his hands and the other is splayed out against the bricks, holding him up as he leans back slightly, taking it all in.
You gonna join him? He is waiting for someone- after all, this is where they always meet after missions. Why should today be any different?]
You'll find yourself on the steps of a clocktower, mere metres away from the perfect place to sit and enjoy the view. The sunset's as beautiful as it always is in this place, the weather perfect and the atmosphere one of comfortable familiarity.
However, your seat is already occupied- a young man in a black coat sits at the edge of the tower, feet dangling. There's an ice cream bar in one of his hands and the other is splayed out against the bricks, holding him up as he leans back slightly, taking it all in.
You gonna join him? He is waiting for someone- after all, this is where they always meet after missions. Why should today be any different?]
T_T m too. allreadyyyy
[He laughs, trying to move Axel's hands away as he ruffles Sora's hair with a "Hey! No!" Once he's finished, Sora's face lights up at the prospect of ice cream. He's quick to snag the treat. Sweet ending to a hard day.]
Next time's my turn, right?
;; /CLINGS
[The laughter's entirely contagious and Axel can't suppress the little snicker that escapes his lips at the boy's poor escape attempt.]
Naaah, don't worry about it. [He enjoys the time spent here too much to really care about who's paying.]
TIME FOR THE THREAD JUMP 8V
You sure about that? Offer's only open for-
[And then the problem grows, heaves like something alive. It's a static that creeps over the sky, and each second that passes, the world of color bleeds away to the storm of black and white and sickly gray.]
What's going on--
[The ground cracks like thunder, and a spiderweb of cracks appear beneath Sora's feet. Something is wrong- something is really wrong, he doesn't understand...]
Axel--!?
[But he doesn't have to. Because before he can even figure out what's happening, the ground beneath him shatters. And he finds himself falling into an abyss.]
[And in the darkness, he can only hear a familiar voice in the darkness - No no no no no no - repeating over and over again - left and left, and died, died, died.]
[He's swallowed by the black, left with only the darkness and the haunted echo for company.]