ALL THE SCARVES

[flared]

Who: Axel and YOU
Open: Open!
When: Day 148
Where: Gazebo
What: After the festival, Axel decides to test his skills on the Skyway. Exhausted from hours of fighting, he comes back to find some weird items left behind just for him. ... Wait, we thought Christmas already happened.
Format: Prose or brackets~
Warnings: None

[Despite appearances, Axel isn't a weak person--or Nobody, if you want to be technically correct--and despite his laziness, he does get out to both admire the scenery and actually engage in a spot of fighting when it interests him the most. Doing so a couple days after the festival's end seems the most convenient for him, so for the first half of the day he's gone to explore the Skyway.

Well. He hadn't expected to be gone that long, actually. But, hey, at least he picked up a few things during his little adventure.

Sighing, Axel rubs the back of his neck and at the small cut on his cheek one of the monsters he ran into so kindly left behind. They're not Heartless, but they still pack a punch all their own, especially in numbers. He's more or less dragging his feet by the time he passes by the gazebo and spots a few different things spread out underneath it. Curious, he'll go ahead and approach, then when he finds the biggest suitcase he's ever seen with his name on it he'll sort of look around like an idiot. What, are they asking him to move out? Come on, mom Bastion. What're you playing at?

He'll take care with opening it, ready to defend or attack just in case it's a trick, but in the end once Axel undoes the lock and pops open the top all he really has to worry about are... scarves. Tens, maybe even hundreds of them popping out and quite cartoonishly draping over his head.

... Well. This is different.]

Comments

[fuckthemancers]

...So I'm going to assume you're Axel.

[Zulf's been keeping an eye on the gifts in the gazebo, wanting to make sure that they all go to their intended recipient. So it's nice to see that one gift has been taken care of, but.... Yeah this is a sight.]

[flared]

[He's a bit startled by the sound of someone's voice nearby and quickly turns... though with all the scarves in his face, it's kind of hard to tell who's there.]

Wh--Uh. Yeah. That's me.

[Ok, gonna tug these scarves down so he can actually see who's he talking to.]

And you are?

[fuckthemancers]

I'm Zulf, of the Ura. I wanted to make certain that none of the gifts were left alone for too long, in case someone chose something that wasn't theirs by accident.

...Do you need help?

[You're kind of covered in scarves.]

[flared]

[Axel looks down at the mess he's made before shaking his head with a sheepish laugh.]

I think I'll be fine.

... Did you end up getting something too?

[Said as he struggles with shoving the scarves back into the case.]

[fuckthemancers]

Everyone did. [Subject change go] Did you find a pair of socks as well? They seem to be... strangely common as gifts.

[flared]

Uh...

[Axel digs around through the pile and sure enough there's one pair of socks right at the bottom. Huh. He holds them up and tilts his head.]

... Apparently so. Wonder if the gods just get 'em all on bargain.

[fuckthemancers]

Well, they... are a thoughtful gift. I suppose they seemed like a silly thing before the Calamity, but socks are going to be useful now.

[croceamors]

[Axel he can't leave you alone for five minutes.]

[Saix is just on his way back from the farm, covered a bit in dirt, when he hears the almost cartoonish sound of all those scarves suddenly bursting out. Slowly raising an eyebrow, he heads in the direction of the sound, and...]

...What on earth are you doing?

[flared]

[Husbando, now is not the time.

As soon as he hears Saix, Axel squirms and struggles to push all the scarves down and back into the suitcase. Nope. He's fine! Nothing wrong here. Just gonna smooth a hand over his hair and straighten up like a boss.]

Opening my present, obviously.

[...]

Though I'm pretty sure I didn't ask for any of it.

[croceamors]

[You can't make time for your darling husband? For shame.]

[That attempt at looking cool just makes his raised eyebrow go higher, and Saix shakes his head.]

I don't think quite a few of us asked for anything, yet we still received something. The Gods of this World seem pushy. You should just be thankful you got something at all.

[flared]

Guess we've been good this year. Whatever year it is.

[He shrugs then after picking out one of the orange scarves--it's awfully reminiscent of one in particular--he wraps it around his neck just to try it on for size. Huh. He kind of likes this one.]

So, what'd you get?

[croceamors]

[It's hard to say if it's that scarf or the question which makes Saix shift awkwardly and cross his arms over his chest.]

...Clothes. And a mirror.

[flared]

[Hey, now, he recognizes that shifting. Don't think you can get away with hiding it. Axel raises a brow but doesn't question Saix's behavior or point it out, thankfully.]

Yeah? Are they just normal or do they have some special magic attached to 'em?

[coolerthansora]

[In the midst of being assaulted by dozens of scarves, Axel may or may not notice the click of a camera shutter.

Guess who picked up his present earlier?

After capturing this fabulous moment on film, Roxas is quick to run over and try to help fend off all those wild accessories.]

Did you get one for every day of the year? Jeez.

[flared]

[Did he just see a camera flash there?

Axel looks up and after pushing the scares away from his face he spots Roxas beside him and pouts.]

Did you seriously just take a picture?

[coolerthansora]

I gotta make sure it works, right?

[He takes the photo that it just spat out and offers it to Axel with a little grin. Look how cute and ridiculous you look, bestie.]

[flared]

[He's hesitant to look at that picture, but in the end he decides to humor Roxas and take a peek at it anyway. ... Huh. Ok, so that's kind of funny. Still, he hands it back with a grin and a shake of his head.]

At least you got something pretty useful.

[coolerthansora]

[He takes it, looks at it himself for a moment, and then tucks it away with a shrug. That is totally going in his journal later.]

I dunno, scarves can be useful. If- we get winter here.

[flared]

Yeah, but this many? Might as well tie 'em together and make an early Halloween costume.

/tosses you Anya too

[dontyoujustwish]

[Oh hey, she knows this guy. Or at least, she knows his body. Someone else was in it at the time.]

You could turn a small profit from all of those.

It's about time BC

[flared]

[Once Axel has most of the scarves off of him he chuckles softly in response.]

Maybe. But I'm not so sure anyone would really want something as ridiculous as this.

[Holding up the Nyancat scarf. Wow.]

[dontyoujustwish]

Some people don't have a very good fashion sense. It's all about knowing your customer and marketing appropriately.

[flared]

I'll think about it.

[Because, come on, there's gotta be a scarf in here for every day of the week and then some. He can accessorize differently and stylishly forever. With a shrug he starts looking through them just to see if there's any one he doesn't particularly fancy... then ends up pulling out a pair of socks from the bottom of the pile.]

... And a single pair of socks. Huh. They're awfully giving, aren't they?

[dontyoujustwish]

Oh, I got socks, too, but mine don't match my hair.

[flared]

Well, that's awfully boring.

... Though I suppose no one's really gonna see your socks anyway, you know?