An endless search for...! ... The Endless. [closed]

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Character(s): Zidane, Axel
Content: Zidane's on the lookout for the Endless. Though he only knows Del and Death. And he hasn't actually met Death face to face, so he's, eh, screwethed. Axel spots him.
Setting: Ceu de Mouraria [L8]
Time: Afternoon
Warnings: Language. Snark. Not for anyone with a fear of heights. XD




Zidane didn't generally like to make a habit of losing people - or things, or existences, whatever - but lately just being in this city he seemed to lose track of a lot. And it wasn't fair. Bad things just seemed to happen and he, well, he blamed it on Paixao!

So he had to try and make up for it a bit, or at least duke it out with Paixao's essence until he came out ontop and win. Dammit, he would not have a city beat him.

And that was his whole reasoning for being perched out on a building called Ceu de Mouraria - which was slightly difficult for him to even fit alongside the dome atop - and yet the building just seemed fitting for him and he couldn't help but appreciate the architecture or even the purpose of the place.

But the dome was a bit blurry for him to see through if any matinee perfomances were going on, or anything like that, and he couldn't hear anything through it either. He just hoped he wasn't missing something of once-and-a-life-time Excitement.

Zidane kept blue eyes trained on the area around, searching for the one person-thing-being he really met in Paixao. Or anyone that may possibly look related.

Huh. This could be more difficult than he thought about.

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Axel tried not to laugh as the tailed wonder made his clumsy way down to the ground. He settled for an amused expression. No snark about the landing, though! He held his tongue. He doubted any more liberal commentary would help his cause now. He had Zidane’s attention and that was all that mattered. Besides, if Senor Saucy helped him find Roxas, that would be wonderful indeed. Considering Senor Saucy had been sitting on top of a giant glass dome to try to find someone else, though… Well, the kid was something, after all.

“You’re better at bargaining than you look.” Axel walked towards Zidane, digging his hand in a jacket pocket as he went. “Here. Take it.” He offered a handful of golden coins to Monkey Boy. “It’s the currency around here.” And he hardly needed it, being the VIP he was. “You’ll be able to buy yourself two, maybe three good meals with this.” He smiled thinly. “Depends on how well you spend it.”

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Yes! Zidane could surprisingly have intelligence. Roguely-types like him needed such skills as bargaining - stealing couldn't get them around all the time! And this was already making things look up for him.

He pleasently took the money into his palm and secured it in a pocket of his pants. He could still have style in this place, dammit. "Well then, so it's Roxas I'm looking for? I'll see what I can do - just try to keep in touch on your end, though I'll do my best on that I suppose too. And trust me," he tapped a hand to the pocket, "I know how to deal with my money. Good day then, Sir Flamealot," he smirked and made an overdramatic bow before smirking and turning on his feet and fleeing off in his new direction.



((annnnd closed~ :D That was amusing. *snickers*))