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2 --> Switch

Who: A very confused Not-Axel and Roxas
When: The early morning
Where: Axel and Roxas' apartments
Style: Whatever
Status: Closed

On normal days, Saix woke up early anyway. It was habit no matter how dark it was in the bubble. When you had spent ten years in a world that didn't change from eternal night, you learned to wake up on time instead of hoping the sun's rays would wake you.

But it's not habit that wakes him up this morning. It's the feeling of something missing, for one thing, a familiar warmth wiggling against his side and wagging its tail. There's something else, a twist in his chest, something that makes his lungs feel tight. It's all enough to make him rouse himself from sleep, pushing himself up in bed and pressing a hand to his chest. Still sleepy, it takes him a moment to realize that this is not his room.

Saix jerks back in alarm- more alarm than he thought himself capable of- and a burst of flame suddenly manifests on the end of his bed, eating up the sheets. Cursing under his breath, Saix stumbles out from the sheets. Why he's not in his house, why this room is so painfully familiar, why his chest feels weird, and why he feels so gangly- those are all questions for later. Right now, he has to concentrate on putting out this fire.

Roxas might notice a commotion in the next room, and he'll likely find "Axel" trying to smother the flames with wet towels.

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Good, he's going along with it. Saix really doesn't want to keep this going on for much longer. So, opening a portal, he steps through and keeps it open for Roxas as well. It leads out onto a quiet neighborhood street- Coral Corral. Saix already knows where to go, steps long and purposeful leading him right up to House #7. He could just force the door open, but instead he raises a fist to knock on it.

Hopefully Axel hasn't destroyed his house too badly.

Axel, in the meantime, hasn't been settling in any better, but at least he hasn't burned anything... or destroyed anything, thanks. Because he's totally in control. Nothing's going wrong and nothing will go wrong... right? Unless you count falling out of bed in a panic going wrong, but no one has to ever know about that and no one ever will (except maybe for the real Saix when he discovers a nice bruise on his tailbone when this whole curse is over).

He's definitely not an early riser, so he's moving rather sluggishly when he walks over to answer the door. Thanks to a certain dog who's panting and waddling behind him, he's awake much earlier than he ever should be at an unholy hour and he's not in a very good mood. Then again, he can't tell if it's good or not, because he just feels... different. Empty, if that's the correct term to use.

Eventually he does reach the door and then very slowly unlocks and opens it up just enough so half his face can peer outside. It's definitely uncharacteristic of your average lineface, but that's nothing compared to the look he gets when he sees just who is standing on the doorstep. Shocked and wide-eyed, Axel shuts the door again.

"Whoa, whoa, ok, this is the exact opposite of ok!" Can be heard from the other side along with the frantic pattering of paws and whimpering.

Edited 2013-08-06 04:44 (UTC)

Roxas's eyes widen when he sees that it's Saix's house they've come to, but before he can make any suggestions about just leaving to prevent another fight, Saix is slamming the door shut again. That's definitely not the reaction he'd expect from him. In fact, coupled with the exclamation from the other side of the door, it's a lot more like something Axel would do.

He turns to look uneasily at 'Axel,' who's been looking at him wrong all morning, and didn't know how to use his powers, and has been inexplicably nostalgic about Lea. ~~Plus he didn't eat his waffles.~~ Moreover he's brought them to Saix's house, knowing that he'd be affected, too. Suddenly he thinks he knows what curse this is.

"You're... not Axel."

"Oh no you don't-" He slams a foot forward right into the middle of the door as Axel tries to slam it shut. That actually hurts more than he's used to, which he'll blame fully on Axel for having a twig of a body and poor food choices. Saix will keep kicking at this door too, until Axel opens it. Little spurts of flame are erupting around him. At least they're sticking to air, instead of lighting the house on fire. Or Roxas.

Speaking of... He pauses in his violent assault on the door, boot still raised up and leaning on it, and glances to Roxas. "No. I thought it would be easier to just get us here instead of explaining. Now someone just has to open the door-!"

BANG BANG BANG BANG.

Don't make him break this thing down, Axel.

Axel winces a little when he sees that foot jamming the door, but thankfully that's not really his foot... so he really shouldn't be worrying. Right? Ugh, this is ridiculous.

For a while he stays like this, holding the door shut as best he can–which really isn't so hard considering his strength now–but then he realizes that Roxas is out there too and his body relaxes. He shouldn't really leave him out there with that idiot, especially if he's not yet in tune with his own body and could very easily set something on fire without thinking... So after glancing back at the dog Axel straightens up then releases the door so it can come flying open. If that leaves a dent on the wall, then that's you're fault and not his, bro.

All things considered, it's a wonder how Axel feels– Well, he feels not much of anything, to be honest. He wants to be angry and he knows he can, but at the moment it just seems like a waste of energy. He wants to maybe laugh this whole thing off, treat it like a joke, but his chest feels too heavy to even try. It's almost... sickening. Like there's something holding him back. Arms crossed, he releases an exasperated sigh. It's a good thing New Moon hasn't exact leapt into action yet at the sight of those two, but even so, Axel makes sure to stay at the dog's side in the event he has to hold it back.

Looking over to Roxas, he gives a small nod. "Hey, kiddo." That... sounds really weird coming from this body. Anyway, Axel turns on his heel and starts heading further into the house. Might as well take this inside rathe than start a ruckus out there.

And have we mentioned his hair is tied back? In a braid? No? Well, now you know.

Roxas would try to talk sense into Saix because seriously, if he wants to get inside that badly, that's what portals are for. But luckily Axel opens the door to let them in.

"...hey, Axel," he says, feeling about as weird addressing Saix's body that way. He steps inside, but looks back at Saix with a frown.

"You could've just said. This whole bodyswap thing happened before." He didn't have to try pretending to be Axel. And in retrospect, it seems like a really weird thing for Saix to do. What was he thinking?

If he were normal, Saix would definitely have just used a portal. But.. There's somehow more satisfaction in just violently hitting something. It could be argued that he's always been like that. It's never been to this degree, however. Wincing only slightly at the sound of his door slamming into the wall, Saix adjusts his coat. He snorts at Roxas' question. "I sincerely apologize for not being an all-knowing individual with information on what curses have happened before, Roxas."

That sure is some laid on thick sarcasm right there. Pretty unusual too, although maybe not too unusual. Just pretty.

Following Axel inside, he eyes that braid pretty heavily. He's already messing around with his appearance, he can't even... "You haven't touched anything in my house, have you?" It comes out as a snapped out question instead of a simply factual accusation. What's wrong with him today?

Upon hearing that Axel pauses in his step then looks halfway over his shoulder with the world's sassiest face, eyebrow raised in challenge. He won't respond to that... and instead will look over to his right where the nearest wall is. Yup. Looks like he sure did just poke that wall then keep on walking.

Dude, shut your face. He'll touch whatever he wants to touch in here.

Edited 2013-08-06 22:53 (UTC)

This day is going to involve a lot of glaring and snapping, isn't it. Hopefully they have sense enough not to try to fight each other when they don't have a handle on their powers.

"He's probably touched less than you," Roxas points out, rolling his eyes. Then, as an explanation to Axel, he goes on, "He kind of freaked out when he woke up and burned your sheets. I think the mattress is okay though."

"Be quiet." For some reason, his face feels like it's heating up- wait, dammit, he remembers this from horribly awkward teenage years. Fighting back a huff, Saix jerks his hood over his head to hide the blushing. Everything is horrible right now. "It's not my fault he has an aggravating and unpredictable element. Did you feed my dog?"

He doubts it, knowing how Axel is, but still. Maybe miracles have happened today.

Axel goes over to try and take a seat on the couch, but when he hears that from Roxas Axel's calm suddenly breaks and he glares over his shoulder, his eyes turning an unnatural shade of bright amber. For a while his pupils even disappear and the scar between his eyes stretches, the edges deepening and sharpening, but with some deep breathing and a moment to compose himself, which proves so much harder than he thought, Axel brings a hand to his head and blinks a few times to settle down.

"... Of course I did," he grumbles, shaking his head. "Make a note, Roxas: he owes me new sheets."

...even for it being Saix, he's still acting pretty weird in Axel's body. What's with the hood?

He's more concerned about Axel himself, though. That was starting to look like Saix's berserker form. "Yeah, I'll- remember that. Are you okay?"

Without even thinking about it, Saix tries to summon Lunatic to his hands out of impulse. What comes instead is a whirl of fire and the feel of a chakram. He grits his teeth. Right, that was foolish. Still, it's better than nothing at all.

"Try to calm yourself down, it should be easy enough. The moon is going to fully set anyway and you'll find it more of a strain to reach for it."

He waves a hand at them, dismissive. "I'm fine." It's just... new, feeling this way. Or not feeling. He's not even sure anymore. Back to semi-normal, Axel goes ahead and flops down on the couch, definitely more slouchy and casual than Saïx usually would sit, with one legs spread out on the cushions and elbow propped up on the arm rest so he can support his head.

"Put that away. You don't even know how to use it," he mutters towards Saïx, referring to his chakram.

"It's not gonna help anybody calm down either," Roxas points out, eyeing the chakram in Saix!Axel's hand.

He goes over to join Axel on the couch though, wordlessly moving that leg out of the way so there's room for him to sit down. He keeps having to repeat in his head who's who, but at least Axel's movements while he's in Saix's body are still familiar.

"I can manage it well enough," he scoffs, "and I'm not putting it away until I'm certain you can handle my powers." If this were anyone else, Saix might give an offhanded warning about going up onto the island at night as well. The moon is a powerful thing, at least for him. However, this is Axel, and he's less inclined to warn him about anything, other than that which might wreck his things or cause inconvenience for himself.

Glaring at the two of them, Saix goes to crouch down by his dog to look over him just to give him something to do. Fortunately, New Moon seems to warm up now that there's less glaring and kicking and such, so he deals with it quite happily. Pets, please, yessss there we go, right behind the ears, good master-not-master person. "How long have you been up?"

"If you set something on fire or cut my body anywhere, I'm not gonna let you live it down." Axel makes room for Roxas on the couch, tugging his leg toward his chest. He wants to laugh because maybe it'll lighten up his mood, he even tries to... but it just sounds and feels weird to him. Frowning, Axel looks away from both of them, realizing that he's not entirely comfortable being in either's company. Sure, Roxas is his friend, his best friend– But right now he can't help but feel so disconnected.

"... An hour. Maybe a little longer than that," he mutters, still not facing either of them.

Roxas tries to catch Axel's gaze, to see if he's really okay, but Axel won't look at him. Maybe when Saix isn't around and it's just the two of them. Speaking of which, why are they all hanging around in Saix's living room? He's pretty sure Saix wants nothing to do with either of them, unless he's just trying to keep an eye on his body. Roxas isn't keen on the idea of staying any longer than necessary either.

"Do you guys just- need to give each other some pointers and then we'll go?"

It's weird to hear his own voice- well, weird in general. But when Axel tries to laugh, there's just something so wrong about it that Saix feels a shudder go up his spine. Is that what he sounds like? That's decided, he's never laughing again. Should be easy considering he hardly does in the first place.

Maybe he really should start giving Roxas more credit than he previously did. The boy has grown up to be surprisingly more competent than when he was with the Organization. He raises up a good point. Saix really would want some time to himself. But what is there to tell besides "Don't give into the Moon's influence so easily"? With the chakram set to the side and one hand still nestled in his dog's fur, Saix raises up a hand to rub at his chest.

"I think there's something wrong with your body." That would explain it, right? Axel doesn't exactly take care of himself beyond hair care products. Maybe eating all that ice cream has taken it's toll for all he knows.

Axel can sense the tension in the air and he can tell even before Roxas speaks that he wants to get out of here as soon as humanly possible, which, as awkward as it is, is still a relief to some degree because even in this body he can still understand his best friend. He may not look it right now, at least not entirely, but Axel really doesn't appreciate not being himself, especially when he feels like this.

No disrespect, but... there's something wrong with Saix's body too. He just can't put a finger on what the hell it is. Whatever it is, it's wearing him down.

Distracted by both of their voices, Axel finally looks over. "There's something wrong with yours, too," he huffs. "... You still seem to be the same though, Roxas."

Roxas would have been worried by Saix's remark, but together with that gesture, it hits him differently. Motioning to his heart like that, like there's something there that he's not used to? Maybe Roxas is jumping to conclusions. Axel seems to have missed it.

"It- skipped me this time," he confirms distractedly, looking back and forth between the two of them. "Does it- seem like you're feeling things more than usual? Or- not as easy..."

As the case may be. He remembers what it was like to have Vanitas's incomplete heart, and what it was like when a curse had given him a heart of his own. He touches his own chest, reflexively.

Axel's comment doesn't seem to strike home as much as it seems to connect in Roxas' mind. Saix just gives a dismissive wave of his hand. "You're not used to a connection with the moon like I am. I'm already sure it's a much different connection than what you have with fire. If we had someone such as Zexion or Luxord here, I'm sure they too would connect differently with their respective attributes." Actually, that's something to consider on his end too. He never thought, beyond himself, how their elements affected them. Saix rubs at his chin thoughtfully. It's a reassuring theory he'll have to look into more.

With that taken care of, he starts to stand up, ready to get the two out of his house so that he can take care of things. Axel's question is something he'd normally ignore, but Roxas'... seems a bit stranger. Saix frowns again, not sure what to make of it.

"I feel sick, and that's all." It's true. There's a strange kind of... clench in his stomach to mirror the one in his chest. Ugh, Axel's stupid poor eating habits are going to be the death of him if he avoids being murdered for that long...

Axel scoffs then at an attempt to be playful with the kid he tries to nudge him in the side with his boot. ... Yeah, this is still really weird. "Lucky you. But I bet even if you were affected, anyone else's body would be better than this." And at that he glances back over to Saix in time to hear him speak. No, that's not it at all. Sure, he can feel a pull from inside of him, probably from the affects of the moon which has probably just set for the morning, but there's something else too. Something... which shouldn't be here. Maybe he's over thinking it and maybe he just hasn't gotten used to this body yet, but it still nags at him.

What's wrong?

"... What d'you mean by that, Roxas?" Feeling things more than usual. --Surely not. Right?

He can't help giving Axel a skeptical look for that first remark. "You forget who I got stuck with before?" Whatever it feels like in Saix's body, at least he doesn't have to worry about creating Unversed.

Once Roxas takes a moment to collect his thoughts, it doesn't surprise him that neither of them seem to grasp what he's getting at. They've both bought into the idea that Nobodies can't feel, so why would they come to that conclusion? And maybe it is the wrong one, only he's certain that Axel can feel just as much as he can, while Saix... Well, Saix has never even pretended, has he?

"I mean..." He hesitates. Probably neither of them is going to believe him, but if he doesn't suggest it, then they're never going to confirm whether he's right. "I mean, maybe it's like- switching from a body that's got a heart, to one that doesn't."

What.

Saix just stares at Roxas, his mind drawing a blank on how to respond for a brief second. Finally, he finds his mind putting together a reply. "That doesn't make sense." Even as he says it, a slight burst of fire happens near him and he curses, quick swatting it out as the dog scrambles away a bit.

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