T o M E M O R Y

          “--oh? Of all places, it’s to that castle again, eh?” Appendages left his chest, a hand raised back to ruffle red spikes. “What is there left to search? I’ve turned that castle upside down, search every floor imaginable. I don’t know what he’s expecting me to look for, but it’s pretty much impossible.”

        when about to head to sleep, Axel tends to sleep only in a black tank-top, with only his organization pants, && socks. a very light sleeper, && the littlest of noise will wake him. due to his keen hearing, && notorious reflexes, so trying to sneak up on the man will do one no good.

        “--what may the message be? Xemnas not satisfied with the amount of kills I’m doing? Or do we have to spike the bar higher?”

       “--you good man, you look kinda pale, there?”

flame. h oly fuck I haven’t been on axel in m ONTHS and I still play him on point.

        “--well well, if it isn’t my favorite guy in the whole castle.” There was literal sarcasm dripping from his tone, that arrogant grin spread across fair features. “--if you came to pester me, then it has to be important, right?”

flame. smol starter call!

to be like a hero.

      “When will they NOT send me out on the longest missions ever?”

       “Well, my element is fire, my man. Perhaps, you should put out the fire on your marshmallow, hm?”