Roxas: Speak. [iartisticfreak]
Roxas approached Axel out of nowhere. Wandering the halls of the castle in his spare time after a mission was too dull. His memory was still terrible- he thinks he remembers being introduced to Axel the day before, but isn't sure. It didn't matter. He just wanted to talk to him, he seemed more lenient than the others. And he liked his hair. It was red. R-e-d. Three letters. His hood was up, the only thing that gave him away was how short he was. Other than the sound of his shoes on the floor, there was nothing until he opened his mouth and said his name flatly. "Axel."












