When the storm kicked up dust into the nook Axel brought his hands up to bring the hood of his black leather trench coat to cover his hair. Outside his charming good looks, he was thin, lean and tall with thick leather gloves, long coat, and thick boots--all black. An unimaginative outfit as all of the Organization XIII wore the same robes. Well, it didn't matter here, being that he was the only one in this world from his world--(s) for that matter.
The wave of sand scrapping across the earth and rock made it nearly impossible to hear even himself, which at that point what was the use of talking?
He caught sight of her pulling at her hair and he gave her a small shake of his head, a grin to his lips. "Yeah, yeah.. two peas in a pod."
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The wave of sand scrapping across the earth and rock made it nearly impossible to hear even himself, which at that point what was the use of talking?
He caught sight of her pulling at her hair and he gave her a small shake of his head, a grin to his lips. "Yeah, yeah.. two peas in a pod."