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[shirtsnotred.livejournal.com]

Shaun had found himself staying in the Tarzan Treehouse, all the beds there were hard, but he didn't mind at all, instead, he had taken a pile of shirts from a random souvenir shop and trying to make himself comfier. Never to be without his cricket bat or bottles of moonshine, Shaun had also nicked a bag from the souvenir shop. Walking around, he had also found himself in possession of a notebook and a pen. Time to explore, he thought to himself.

Throwing the map he'd taken from the entrance and a shirt in his bag, he walked down the stairs of the treehouse and headed out of Adventureland. He jotted down notes occasionally, reading them over and laughing quietly to himself. After about five minutes, he sat down on a park bench, leaning back and putting the notebook in his bag. Time to rest, he thought as he closed his eyes.

It was a few minutes later, when someone coughed, waking Shaun up. "What! What!" He shouted, falling off the bench with a loud 'thump!'

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[nobodypyro8.livejournal.com]

"Nothing," said Axel, settling down on the opposite end of the bench from where Shaun had fallen off, "It's just this is my bench, buddy."

It wasn't, really, it was just that it had been some time since he'd seen a normal, idiotic human, and they were always fun to stir up. Kadaj and his brother really didn't count as normal, idiotic, or human in the pyro's book.

What? He was bored.

[shirtsnotred.livejournal.com]

Shaun rubbed his eyes, sitting on the ground and looking up at this stranger. "Really? Did you put your name on it?" He said, blinking. He hadn't meant to fall asleep, really.

"Who're you, anyway?"

[nobodypyro8.livejournal.com]

"Axel. A-X-E-L. Get it memorized." He smiled, not particularly nicely. "Didn't see yours on it either, Jack."

It was a place filler. The nearest he could place the guy's accent was Port Royal, which really wasn't very close at all.

((And I've only just realised what your username said. Up 'til now, I thought it was sh*tsnorted. *facepalm* M'not a redshirt either, honestly~))

[shirtsnotred.livejournal.com]

Shaun moved away a little, the man had a scary smile. Axel. Sounded like Axl Rose, he laughed to himself. "M'name's Shaun, not Jack. And if nobodys name is on it, then it can't be your bench."

Scratching his head, Shaun looked up at this bloke. "Where are you from, then?"

((Hahaha! XD, that's going to amuse me all through first period.))

[nobodypyro8.livejournal.com]

"It's the bench I'm sitting on, Shaun." He pointed out, still smiling. He wasn't even going to touch the Nobody comment.

Axel shrugged, and his smile widened. "Somewhere else?"

[shirtsnotred.livejournal.com]

Shaun would have gotten up and sat on the bench, but he was far too tired to do anything but sit down. "I was sitting on it beforehand." Shaun protested, narrowing his eyes at .. Axel.

Somewhere else? "Well, I'm from Somewhere else too. We could live down the street from each other, you know."

[nobodypyro8.livejournal.com]

"I'm sitting on it now." Still laughing, still smiling. Insofar as the Nobody actually had a recognizable accent, it was vaguely american. "I doubt it, my friend. You actually have a working heart."

It'd be interesting to see how he reacted to that scrap of information.

((ZOMG!!))

[shirtsnotred.livejournal.com]

Shaun pulled himself up, sitting on the bench beside the strange-looking bloke. He froze, looking- ohmygod, was he dead? "Are...ARE YOU A ZOMBIE?" He could have sworn that his eye twitched.

((:O!!!!))

[nobodypyro8.livejournal.com]

"Not exactly," Axel smirked at getting such a rise from the poor guy, and laughed. "Can't say I've heard be called that where I'm from, but something along those lines, yeah. I don't eat brains without chili sauce."

((If you've never watched/played/heard of Kingdom Hearts 2, please please please go to his profile if you have time. And/or Wiki Nobodies.))