September Mingle Log

[thalassino]

[The mingle party for this month is slightly delayed, and it certainly isn't because Station Master had decided to wait for the perfect weather.

Today, the party is taking place on the island, where there are locals stationed out on the beach who're more than happy to toss you a kite and show you how to fly one in this breezy day. There are plenty of kites to choose from, ranging from the simple to the pretty to the more tentacular.

Further out along the beach are rows and rows of surfboards, with a sign. With those sweet waves, doesn't it make you want to get out there and ride them? ...Well, even if you don't, some locals will be quite insistent you try and look they're even willing to show you the ropes!

Away from the waves, however, is an outdoor barbeque, with locals cooking shrimp prawns, fish, hot dogs, skewers... anything you want. There's something for everyone, and if you want to be the cook, they'll happily shove over and give you space to be the Iron Chef of the Beach.

...Actually the party's just an excuse for Station Master to show off his masterpiece]

Comments

[coolerthansora]

[He might have answered it if you hadn't had your big laugh fest about his feelings.]

I don't see what difference it makes to you.

[croceamors]

[Ssssh, he doesn't get to laugh about much okay, just take the blow.]

There's a conversation he and I need to have.

[coolerthansora]

[No, your laughter has consequences. Deal with it.]

Then what're you talking to me for?

[croceamors]

You live with him, last I checked.

[coolerthansora]

So?

I'm not talking to him for you, and I don't think you want me to.

[croceamors]

[A sigh.]

Don't be dim. If he came back home after last night, then I know where to go. If he didn't, then I know I need to search. It's not very difficult, Roxas.

[coolerthansora]

Why not just barge into our apartment and look there first? I'm sure you don't give a damn about our privacy or asking permission. You don't need to talk to me.

[croceamors]

When the inhabitants are capable of setting things on fire and slamming a giant key into an enemy's face, then I tend to exhibit some amount of caution.

[coolerthansora]

Or you could knock, but it's not my problem if he doesn't wanna talk to you.

[croceamors]

[Knocking is for losers, k]

Hmph. He's just being a coward again...

[coolerthansora]

Axel's not a coward.

[croceamors]

As always, you have too much faith in him.

[coolerthansora]

What's wrong with having faith in my best friend?

[croceamors]

Do you honestly think- [Instead of going on about his usual speech of The Reason Axel Sucks speech, Saix actually seems to force himself to stop. His brows furrow and he looks away.]

Tch. Let's just say that he prefers running away from his problems sometimes instead of being upfront.

[coolerthansora]

Sometimes he just needs time.

[croceamors]

That doesn't change the fact that he runs away like a coward instead of saying that.

[coolerthansora]

Sometimes he does say it. Y'know, for people he's on good terms with.

[croceamors]

Again with the optimism.

[coolerthansora]

You call that optimism? It's just how he is.

[croceamors]

As someone who was his friend, I think I would know otherwise.

[coolerthansora]

Because he couldn't've changed at all since then.

[croceamors]

I'm not talking about ten years ago.

[coolerthansora]

Me neither.

We were here over a year together before you showed up.

[croceamors]

That's hardly enough time to change completely. I still know him well enough.

[coolerthansora]

He hasn't changed completely, but he has changed. You don't know him as well as you think.