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exsiliumlogs2013-01-20 04:51 pm
immortallyobnoxious) wrote in exsiliumlogs2013-01-20 04:51 pm
But I was so much older then...
Date & Time: Monday 21January and Tuesday 22January, all day
Location: Oot n aboot
Characters: Lea!Axel and YOU
Summary: Axel is now an obnoxious trolly fifteen-year-old with a heart instead of an obnoxious trolly Nobody without one. Who wants to play frisbee?
Warnings: Gratuitous use of catchphrases
It wasn't the first time he'd woken up someplace he didn't recognize, but the last time it had happened it was because he and Isa had fallen down a rocky hillside and he'd been knocked unconscious. This definitely wasn't a rocky hillside. In fact, it was kind of like a hotel room or something. What was he doing at an inn?
Lea sat up and scratched his head. No, this wasn't a hotel room, there was no TV and no little fridge and it looked a little too lived-in somehow. Was this someone's house?
With a shrug, he swung his feet over the edge of the bed and stood up, stretching his arms over his head and then letting them fall to his sides. Well, wherever he was, he sure wasn't figuring it out in here. Grabbing his frisbees and poking his head out into the hall, he headed into the hallway and for the front door.
[feel free to run into him wherever! he doesn't have any marques, so he might be hanging around food establishments peering mournfully at noms. buy the skinny kid a burger? he likes infiltrating fancy looking buildings, too, so you might find him scaling the ruins later in the afternoon. you're also just as likely to find him napping in inconvenient places. he's also always up for a friendly spar or a game of frisbee, so long as you're willing to call it a draw.
[as the day progresses and Tuesday rolls around he'll be kind of distraught cuz he has no idea where he is or where his best friend is, so if you're planning to see him later on Monday or on Tuesday you are welcome to note that.]
Location: Oot n aboot
Characters: Lea!Axel and YOU
Summary: Axel is now an obnoxious trolly fifteen-year-old with a heart instead of an obnoxious trolly Nobody without one. Who wants to play frisbee?
Warnings: Gratuitous use of catchphrases
It wasn't the first time he'd woken up someplace he didn't recognize, but the last time it had happened it was because he and Isa had fallen down a rocky hillside and he'd been knocked unconscious. This definitely wasn't a rocky hillside. In fact, it was kind of like a hotel room or something. What was he doing at an inn?
Lea sat up and scratched his head. No, this wasn't a hotel room, there was no TV and no little fridge and it looked a little too lived-in somehow. Was this someone's house?
With a shrug, he swung his feet over the edge of the bed and stood up, stretching his arms over his head and then letting them fall to his sides. Well, wherever he was, he sure wasn't figuring it out in here. Grabbing his frisbees and poking his head out into the hall, he headed into the hallway and for the front door.
[feel free to run into him wherever! he doesn't have any marques, so he might be hanging around food establishments peering mournfully at noms. buy the skinny kid a burger? he likes infiltrating fancy looking buildings, too, so you might find him scaling the ruins later in the afternoon. you're also just as likely to find him napping in inconvenient places. he's also always up for a friendly spar or a game of frisbee, so long as you're willing to call it a draw.
[as the day progresses and Tuesday rolls around he'll be kind of distraught cuz he has no idea where he is or where his best friend is, so if you're planning to see him later on Monday or on Tuesday you are welcome to note that.]
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She gave a thoughtful hum as she tried to remember if she'd seen anyone like that lately. After a few moments she hook her head. "Cannot say I have seen anyone like that but, um, what's a turtleneck?"
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"It's a shirt where the neck kinda comes up like this," he said. "Like how a turtle can pull its head into its shell, I guess." Dropping the scarf again, he frowned a bit. "Well, if you do see him, would you tell him Lea's looking for him?" he asked. "I mean... he prolly knows I'm looking for him--he better! What kind of best friend wouldn't be looking for their best friend, you know?"
He couldn't really hide the worry that was bleeding into his expression, though. Isa has to be around here somewhere, so why hasn't he found him yet? Shouldn't they have shown up in the same place?