A life that makes sense? What is that. Can I eat it? Axel doesn't mind some excitement, certainly, but once in a while it'd be nice if things were less... bizarre.
He gives a soft laugh then, getting to his feet and gesturing for Roxas to follow. He rests his hands on the lip of the thick glass window separating them from space, and his eyes move to where the frozen form of the great rotting dragon can be seen poised over the stock-still planet. His room would have a great view, if the view wasn't so gruesome.
"That right there is the wrong kind of zombie to aspire to be," he says, tapping his knuckle against the glass. "That's a dragon god, resurrected by heretics, but they screwed something up, so instead of being a gracious omnipotent deity, he's an insane bloodthirsty undead monster. So that's how my last week went." He smiles ruefully. "Found out I can deflect dragonfire, though, so that's kinda cool. Wasn't easy, but I did it. Not sure I wanna fine-tune that skill, though, all things considered--here's hoping we don't have to fight any more undead dragon gods anytime soon."
He'll leave off the part where Ysverai wasn't just a rampaging monster hell-bent on destruction and actually seemed to be in excruciating pain most of the time. Roxas is a sensitive kid, and while he's certainly learned his lesson about lies of omission, knowing that the monster is suffering is a sadness he'd rather Roxas not have to think about if it comes to having to fight Ysverai again.
"The whole planet's frozen in time right now," he says, folding his arms and leaning with his back against the glass now, "until the Natha can figure out some way to subdue or destroy the dragon, I guess. So we're stuck up here for the time being."
He furrows his brow a little then, something twinging behind his ribs, and he offers Roxas a thin smile.
"You've always been you," he says, "even if sometimes you were... also connected with several other people."
Wait, several? Wasn't it just Sora?
Anyway.
"So now that you're just you," he says, reaching over and clapping Roxas on the shoulder, "what are ya gonna do first?" A grin. "I mean, now that you've got your old partner in crime back, the sky's... Well, actually, not even the sky is the limit, since we're in orbit," he snorts.
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He gives a soft laugh then, getting to his feet and gesturing for Roxas to follow. He rests his hands on the lip of the thick glass window separating them from space, and his eyes move to where the frozen form of the great rotting dragon can be seen poised over the stock-still planet. His room would have a great view, if the view wasn't so gruesome.
"That right there is the wrong kind of zombie to aspire to be," he says, tapping his knuckle against the glass. "That's a dragon god, resurrected by heretics, but they screwed something up, so instead of being a gracious omnipotent deity, he's an insane bloodthirsty undead monster. So that's how my last week went." He smiles ruefully. "Found out I can deflect dragonfire, though, so that's kinda cool. Wasn't easy, but I did it. Not sure I wanna fine-tune that skill, though, all things considered--here's hoping we don't have to fight any more undead dragon gods anytime soon."
He'll leave off the part where Ysverai wasn't just a rampaging monster hell-bent on destruction and actually seemed to be in excruciating pain most of the time. Roxas is a sensitive kid, and while he's certainly learned his lesson about lies of omission, knowing that the monster is suffering is a sadness he'd rather Roxas not have to think about if it comes to having to fight Ysverai again.
"The whole planet's frozen in time right now," he says, folding his arms and leaning with his back against the glass now, "until the Natha can figure out some way to subdue or destroy the dragon, I guess. So we're stuck up here for the time being."
He furrows his brow a little then, something twinging behind his ribs, and he offers Roxas a thin smile.
"You've always been you," he says, "even if sometimes you were... also connected with several other people."
Wait, several? Wasn't it just Sora?
Anyway.
"So now that you're just you," he says, reaching over and clapping Roxas on the shoulder, "what are ya gonna do first?" A grin. "I mean, now that you've got your old partner in crime back, the sky's... Well, actually, not even the sky is the limit, since we're in orbit," he snorts.