((I'm fine then :D Can't see Axel rushing off to battle anyway. *stares at her post* ... wow this is really messed up. *snickers*))
VIP? "VIP?" he croaked out, staring at Axel with wide eyes. "Just how'd you get to be special enough to be a VIP?" And if he said it was 'top secret', Zidane would surely try to knock him off the roof. Which could not be hard at all, unless Axel suddenly were to sprout a tail from his ass. Unlikely.
Of course the whole 'VIP' comment had caused Zidane to completely overlook Axel's first comment. Which is for the better. Probably for the better of Axel.
"Huh. Bargaining, hm? Well, that's pretty difficult as all that I have is what's on me - and not much for money either. Kind of what happens when you get plucked off your planet randomly and dumped in front of some city gate. But I'm sure you understand, after all you don't look native to these parts."
He drummed two fingers against his chin in thought. "Bargaining... No, not quite my normal type. But sometimes that sort of thing can be interesting. Have its own quirks. So, Axel..."
Zidane made sure he had the balance he wanted - needed. Weighed enough in certain places against the glass. A glance downwards to where the glass made it to the building; a little bit of foot room down that end... He smirked to the red head and shifted his weight and was suddenly sliding down the curve of the glass. One of his feet not-quite-so-easily met with the building and it took a bit more concentration to steady himself standing upright on the small space, but he managed.
He looked up at Axel, amused, tail swinging side-to-side casually. He still had to raise his voice, but it wasn't nearly as bad as when they met. "What can I do you for?"
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VIP? "VIP?" he croaked out, staring at Axel with wide eyes. "Just how'd you get to be special enough to be a VIP?" And if he said it was 'top secret', Zidane would surely try to knock him off the roof. Which could not be hard at all, unless Axel suddenly were to sprout a tail from his ass. Unlikely.
Of course the whole 'VIP' comment had caused Zidane to completely overlook Axel's first comment. Which is for the better. Probably for the better of Axel.
"Huh. Bargaining, hm? Well, that's pretty difficult as all that I have is what's on me - and not much for money either. Kind of what happens when you get plucked off your planet randomly and dumped in front of some city gate. But I'm sure you understand, after all you don't look native to these parts."
He drummed two fingers against his chin in thought. "Bargaining... No, not quite my normal type. But sometimes that sort of thing can be interesting. Have its own quirks. So, Axel..."
Zidane made sure he had the balance he wanted - needed. Weighed enough in certain places against the glass. A glance downwards to where the glass made it to the building; a little bit of foot room down that end... He smirked to the red head and shifted his weight and was suddenly sliding down the curve of the glass. One of his feet not-quite-so-easily met with the building and it took a bit more concentration to steady himself standing upright on the small space, but he managed.
He looked up at Axel, amused, tail swinging side-to-side casually. He still had to raise his voice, but it wasn't nearly as bad as when they met. "What can I do you for?"