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Another sigh followed as Rufus gave a small gesture of his hand for Axel to sign the sheet. “You care that I cannot give,”  he started, “for those purposes only will Hojo be allowed to see you. There is still much to discuss on how you wield your power and what it takes to trigger it. For the safety for the people on this floor—I must give in to the demands that Hojo is making. By no means does this allow full access.. Hojo still has to go through our hoops too.” His eyes slid from the redhead towards the man who was rubbing his knuckles with his hands. A sinister grin plastering on his face.

“Well you heard him boy, sign your life away.” A snicker released then. His bony finger unlatching from continuous rubbing to point at the paper. “Make it a pretty signature, I don’t think I ever had you sign anything before…” He tapped his chin then and shifted the glasses up the bridge of his nose.

Axel is petty, petty and mean when he wants to be and he gives Hojo a sneer, and signs the paper in an 'X' over the signature page.

Thats all that this bastard is gonna get, before he crosses his arms over his chest and just glares. He doesn't like the man, doesn't like that he has to still be under his care. His anger has his body temperature up and the moisture that had remained on him had already evaporated into steam completely.

Honestly if not for Rufus telling him to he wouldn't have signed the paper he'd have burned it to ash in front of the Doctor's face with glee.

" Mako and Materia and me trigger it. I have control of it sir." he says.

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“As a weapon, you have to be treated as such. Not as a human being.. because we know you are not to be placed in that category.” Hojo continued, stepping closer to the group. His shuffling was heard in the quiet room. “I have no loyalties to this company. I can take my brilliant mind somewhere else… ShinRa has competitors, do they not?” Hojo said, pushing those glasses once again up along the bridge of his nose.

“I’m afraid you can’t afford to let me go… so, I want to implement some ground rules.” There was a slow exhale on the other side by Rufus. A piece of paper was then brought out from the pocket of Hojo.

“He needs injections and I will be the only one to administer them. No one knows the proper amount .. so you can see how this could be a liability to everyone involved.” The paper was unrolled and placed on the table. There were typed small text with all the ‘rules’ that he wanted to instate.

“Axel, if you will sign this. I’d ask for you to sign it with your blood—but I have plenty of that back in the labs if I need a seal.” He sniffed, spreading a smile forth that showed all his jagged teeth.

Green eyes narrow and Axel cannot help that he is staring down the doctor silent and angry that this man won't give it up. He's arms are still crossed over his chest he doesn't trust himself moving them elsewhere or the might start smoking again from the heat he's sure he'd be giving off in his smoldering anger.

A weapon...

He might be one but he's a weapon with a mind and a temper. One he's keeping a lid on waiting to see if Rufus will speak up, after all he'd told Axel he wasn't to speak with Hojo and this he's counting as him keeping that part of the bargain.

He glances to the paper and then those green eyes are sliding over to Rufus and Tseng, he otherwise makes no move to take that paper nor sign it in any sense of the word. But there is a silent question in his gaze.

He's waiting for Rufus or the Director to give an order, to tell him if he should actually sign it or do like he wants to and set that worthless piece of paper and the scientist on fire.

After all he’d love to snap his fingers and start a party, he’d call it ‘Burning Man’.

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Bites at fingers lazily.

"If ya needed something in yer mouth you shoulda said something." he murmurs and presses his fingers into her mouth to rub the pads against her tongue.

Honestly Rem what did you expect from him when you are nibbling at his fingers when he's being a lazy fuck.

You wanna play though he's game.

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All in all Xion is right, nothing beats an angry Roxas, not even Xemnas and that ass was one tough cookie, he'd rather not try and take a bite of again. The last time was painful enough getting lasers to the entirity of his body.

He still aches thinking about it.

But of course it would phase him if Xion took a swan dive out of a window, he worries he does, especially now that his heart is back and in the right place, he doesn't want anything to happen to the important people in his life again, and he's going to make sure of that this time.

Come hell or high water.

" Oh so they left us behind? Well, I say we build a fort out of all the blankets and pillows and have ourselves a movie night, complete with popcorn."

He's grinning because sure lets do that and be immature, I mean, he's being responsible, spending time with Xion, and keeping her off the streets and out of trouble, sure thats what he's doing. Thats his story at least.

"Isn't there a movie you have been *dying* to watch?" he grins at her winking because he knows there is.

"We can go set up once everything is put away so that way Isa doesn't have a heart attack about the groceries when they get home, I love the guy but don't get me wrong, I don't want to be on the receiving end of angry Isa ever again."

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He laughs, yeah and it honestly felt good to change outfits since he wasn't stuck wearing the standard cultists gear like some groupie now.

Oh but look Skuld is blushing how cute. He snickers and grins at her, "Come on Skuld I know I look good but is that a blush on your cheeks?" yes you get teased he's going to do that yes he is. Because this is Lea we are talking about.

“I do?” A blush appeared on her face from his words as she asked her question. Even though he was teasing her she couldn’t help but blush from his words.

“Gotta say it’s interesting seeing you in something new.” She admitted after doing her best to calm herself some.

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"You're kind of cute when you stare, lost in thought."

“Am I staring? Or are you staring and I’m just watching you stare?” He asks putting his hands on his hips, “because I know I’m hot.” 

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Clawed hands fix themselves about his face as she moves to take her place astride him. Her mouth follows the unbroken, WHOLE, pulse sewn into his neck - the faintest tremors in its stride when her teeth dare to carve into skin. She lifts her head, finding his mouth with her own. And in their joining, she reaps his air with smoke; perfumed and heavy, addictive and unbreathable. The room tumbles out of focus, the air tightens and thins-- She draws away slowly, the haze slipping from her smile.

He doesn't anticipate this time to be any different than before when they share the haze between them, the smolder and smoke a constant exchange as she settles there upon him and he doesn't bother to care that she has done so, as he traps her against him, long arms moving to wrap around her slim waist to anchor her there to his form.

The wholeness of him no longer hollowed and filled with smoke and darkness.

The feel of her lips against his own has him easily allowing her entrance but then, something is off, this is different and he is already inhaling despite himself a shudder coursing through his form, unbidden as fingers dig into her to find purchase as the word around him tumbles and falls upon its side,though he himself is still upright.

He groans and presses closer not wishing her to draw away as if she and she alone is the only thing able to keep him anchored to reality.

"What... whats happening?"

Nothing bad as far as he can tell he feels weightless, floating, he gives another soft sound and his own smoke escapes from parted lips.

"Veronaaa..." he whines.

And thus far he'd been wholly unaffected by her breath, but this was something altogether different.

Terrifying and yet exciting.

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Sometimes having a heart is a burden. The memories that are attached to it from when it did not exist that suffocate and drown in the worst moments. Lea suffers quietly unwilling to burden others with his distress. Below the cut is something he experiences after regaining his heart. But he never admits that this happens. You will have to catch him in the act. And he tries not to let that happen.

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" YOu look good though." he grins a bit and winks at her. Ever the cheeky individual that he is, honestly Lea was always teasing and poking fun.

He is still wearing his usual loose casual clothing that he wears when he goes out doing worlds only knows what, in his keyblade business.

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“It’s alright. Been busy myself to be honest.” She admitted as she shifted on her feet some while smiling. Her also being busy had caused her to change up her look some. Her hair now being in a ponytail and her wearing a pink crop top with a dark blue skirt. A black coreset over top it that has blue and pink flower designs on it plus black fingerless gloves and leggings along with her old boots as well.

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For Lea’s sake, Xigbar sincerely hoped the younger wolf wasn’t being too cocky about his abilities at this juncture. Despite following him out at a steady pace as he exited out the back door and headed into the yard, he was still clearly wobbly on his feet, and Xigbar would have to be sure to keep an eye on him to ensure he didn’t fall behind.

“Wasn’t much of a ‘party’ to start with—but, hey, we’ll get there,” Xigbar guaranteed his young ward, sprinting from the openness of the yard and straight into the underbrush, not at all minding the branches as they scratched at his bare arms.

Once out of sight of the house they had invaded, checking that Lea was in tow as he made his way through the trees, he began to slow his pace, and soon enough they hit the sidewalk. Casually, hands in pockets, gazing around at the rustic scenery as he and his companion picked along the trail. No need to draw attention, of course. Just a couple of dudes, bein’ dudes, right?

“Nah, trust me, my place? Way better than that ol’ shack,” he added to his previous thought—and, admittedly, his abode wasn’t actually too shabby. Seaside apartment, way up on the third floor—great view, just a walk away from downtown. No complaints—well, except for the downstairs neighbor that complained about a leak that always seemed to “magically” disappear any time a plumber was called in to check on it.

At times, Xigbar wondered how satisfying the headline “Salem Man Slaughtered in Vicious Dog Attack” would look in print.

Least Lea had long legs and it was making it easy to keep close to the other wolf, he isn't going to get left behind if he could help it honestly he doesn't want to get arrested for being somewhere he isn't supposed to be or anything.

But he's following him int t the woods and huffing a bit as he hits the sidewalks and puts his hands behind his head as he walks, " Damnit something tells me yer gonna be makin me question my life choices." he tells the other as they walk.

"I hope your place is better, hell my place is better."

But he's walking with him  and humming, honestly he didn't know how he managed to stumble into this spiral of out of control weirdness in his life that just kept moving farther and farther down the rabbit hole.

Maybe he should change his name to Alice and get a cat.

" You gonna cook me dinner then at your place, turn this into a date?"

He's joking honestly, or is he? He's a cheeky shit but hey can hold his own if he needs to and well he is also just himself.

A cheeky little shit.

If this was a good or a bad thing well Xigbar would have to find out because Lea wouldn’t change, getting infected by lycanthropy wouldn’t change that one bit. Though there is a chance it might have made it worse.

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Lea tilts his head and frowns looking around and nodding before looking to the witch " Yeah I think this is enough, ... enough for what exactly?" he isn't sure what she has planned honestly only that he was supposed to help out.

But hey, he likes Nami, she's like the little sister he never had.

She had the tools and supplies spread out allllll across the living space. Pillows and blankets and sticks and fairylights galore, not to mention a few plug extenders. Sometimes magic spells were good things–especially ones that multiplied objects in various colors. 

“This is enough, right?”

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“Oh? And what do these points add up to?”  Cheeky little shit. 

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“Tricks?  You’ll get bonus points if it doesn’t involve fire.”

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The redhead huffs softly and holds her tightly to him for a moment before laughing and pressing his forehead to hers, " You miss are a terror that is more frightening than any heartless. You are even more so than Roxas when he's angry. Got it memorized?" he snickered softly as he puts her down on the ground and goes to grab things he'd dropped.

She is a cheeky thing, isn't she? Yup she is and he loves her.

"Ya miss me that much?" he asked her softly as he hands one of the bags to her because she gets to help now that he's trying to make sure everything actually makes it inside. You know since she all but performed an air raid on him in his own home.

It was a travesty wait til he told Isa. Well maybe not if the former diviner found out Xion was flying out of second story windows it might not end well for any of the parties involved.

So he'll keep his mouch shut on that front.

" So other than being super excited to see me. What else you got planned huh?"

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   Sometimes Xion liked to keep her boys on their toes. If it was’t flying right into their arms or scaring them half to death with her innocent antics that bordered on the insanity, they would grow desensitized to the peace around them. 

Never hurt to keep them alert with occasionally throwing herself at them from second story windows right? Plus she had all the confidence in the world that they would always be there for her, just like she was for them. 

Lea though was the easiest one to freak out, especially today, the poor guy. With a happy squeal his arms were suddenly bag-less, dropping the milk and who knew what else he had been bringing home at the moment to substitute them with her instead, catching her easily in a strong grip as she giggled away, eyes sparkling happily as he did so.

“Hehe, hiya. And sorry! I just couldn’t wait till you got home.” Xon explained, whining some at the hair ruffle. 

“C’mon Lea, I didn’t scare you that bad did I? C’mon silly, we fight Heartless and huge monsters all the time. How can I be more scarier than them?” The brunette teased as she poke his cheek lightly.

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“How did it go”

“All taken care of”

Oh this was happening 8D

I love how Axel was the one doing all the dirty work in his and Saïx’s sneaky plans ~ And I love how disturbingly ruthless he was to make sure Saïx succeeded.

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“Make me” is a very dangerous thing to say, my dear. Are you sure you want to challenge me?

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[ Terrible ideas that could yield results: Ad for Saix / Isa mutual for Axel/Lea so that we can plot, do things, ship the works since that position seems to be open much to my muses displeasure ]

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‘....’ He needs to sneeze someone is talking about him.