Intro to thecomplex ¬_¬ Saix

[saixwannabeisa]

What happened the night before was a complete blank. All Saix knew was when he woke up, he had a splitting head from a hangover from hell. Liquor bottles and beer cans were scatters around the floor. He was never drinking with Xigbar and Luxord again. He had a feeling he did something stupid last night, something he was going to severely regret. When his hand landed on several papers that had somehow managed to avoid being ruined during last night's bender, he felt a growing dread. He picked them up and stared at them. He couldn't believe his eyes. He'd signed a lease agreement saying that he and two others would be rooming together. He recognized the names but even then, that didn't clear up where his sudden rebellion had stemmed from.

He stumbled to his feet and headed outside, hoping he could find someone who could explain where this was or perhaps even what was going on. He let out a small groan as the sunlight made his head pound worse. "I'm never drinking again…"


{ooc; he needed a proper introduction although this is probably the oddest one I'll write; as for his roommates, they know who they are ;) feel free to bug him~}

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[chronicbackstabdisorder]

Axel had been sleeping in the tub in the bathroom of his new appartment. He vaguely remembers the night's events. Ending in them totaly lost and... apparently renting an appartment together.

He has a very fuzzy memory of them making plans to be pirate firefighters or something. Life on the wide open... ocean? No. He's pretty sure they had planned to drive a fire truck. Thats where the firefighters position came in.

Ah well. Like any of that matters. He hauls himself out of the tub as he hears footsteps go by and goes to follow them. He nearly runs right into Saix's back on the porch.

"...Mornin'..."

[saixwannabeisa]

Saix is holding his head and blinks blearily at Axel. He looks as hungover as he feels. He shakes his head slowly, indicating that he's too loud.

"…the hell happened to me last night?"

[chronicbackstabdisorder]

"Shots, shots and more shots."

He leans in the door frame, rubbing his temples and squinting at Saix because his eyes hurt.

"You look like shit."

[saixwannabeisa]

"…I never going drinking with you again." A beat. "Or Luxord."

He groans and waves Axel away. It's too early to deal with his niceties. "Have you looked in the mirror? You're not exactly Casanova yourself."

[chronicbackstabdisorder]

"Where did we lose him anyway? Last I saw him, we were wearing those fireman helmets and riding around on the back of some guy's pickup truck. And I think he was the one making the firetruck noises. But after that I don't remember seeing him."

Okay, maybe he kind of sees your point about not drinking again. But at least it wasn't dull, right?

He also seems to be ignoring the waving away. When has he ever listened?

"Don't know what you're talking about. I always look gorgeous. It's natural."

Cocky as ever.

[ocean_songbird]

Try not to step on one of your roomates who is apparently dozing on the porch. He got locked out the night before when he got confused and thought he was going into the bathroom.

[saixwannabeisa]

Nope. He's tripping over him now.

"Oh shi-- IX!" He shouts just before he falls on his face because of the prone body in his path.

[ocean_songbird]

This is about the most non-fun way to be woken up and he yelps in shock and pain as Saix steps on him. He rolls over, groaning and clutching his stomach.

"Owwww! What? What'd I do?"

[saixwannabeisa]

Saix is still face-planted in the ground, mainly because his whole body is aching and he's not strictly sure he can actually get up. He shifts, moving his head so he can squint-glare at Demyx.

"…why the hell are you lying in front of the door?"