Cut from the same cloth...dyed apparently too (Rune)

[Axelle Flint]

Axelle very rarely wandered to the mall by herself, the only times she tended to get adventurous on her own was when her roots were starting to show. She had looked in the mirror a week ago and decided that now was a good time to take care of the inch of blonde that had been coming in. She'd been happy with her last dye purchase and was going back to the mall to make another one. She didn't put much thought into her outfit since she was going to come straight home and start messing with her hair (much to her grandfather's chagrin...really couldn't she "keep it the way God intended it?") Axelle always had the stance that if God wanted her to keep it the way he'd intended he wouldn't have inspired anyone to create hair dye.

So here she was, standing in the aisle with other people purchasing purple, blue or green dye and she stood there holding bottles of red and orange, wondering if she'd get the same result this time around. Her hair never was quite the same shade of red EVERY time she dyed it, but that's what made it exciting, never knowing what she was going to get. She'd picked up some bleach to help strip out the other color and knew she was going to have to swing by a local salon to buy the special conditioner she liberally used to make sure that her hair didn't turn to straw or fall out.

As she was perusing the shelves for anything else she might need she was momentarily distracted by another head of shocking red hair. The weird thing was, that the guy that sported it looked familiar. Maybe she'd seen him in school somewhere? She couldn’t stop staring at him however and decided that she was going to try and make conversation because she looked like a creeper just standing there. “Hey, sorry to bother you,” she finally got up the courage to ask with an embarrassed smile. “You don’t happen to go to Hammel do you?” she asked curiously.

[Rune LeBeau]

Rune had been so preoccupied with actually attempting to do school work, that he totally forget to keep his hair dye stocked. It was not until after a very dull session of math homework, that he even noticed. There was a wee bit of pink starting to show, and worst yet...black roots. This just wouldn't do! So, he decided that as soon as he was able, a trip to the mall was definitely in order. Which was were he found himself today. His foster parents had dropped the boy off with little question. They were good people and rarely questioned him about anything he did. As long as he was happy and safe. Sans the occasional twisted ankle, or bumping into a wall, he was safe.

As per usual, Rune had one headphone on the entire time he walked the mall. At first, he avoided going into the hair care store. Too many people, too many chances to knock someone over. That or break a lot of things. So, he decided to do a little shopping first. Nothing major, just some new tunes and a couple of new tshirts. Then it was off for the dye. For a few moments, he just stood outside watching all the people puttering around the shop. With a deep breath and a shrug of his shoulders, he marched inside.

The aisle with the multicolored dye was near the back of course, so it took a little polite shoving past some groups of girls to get there. Once he made it, there were so many options. To many in fact. Which red should he choose? Should he try a new color? Maybe a different shade of red? Then, he was suddenly pulled from his thoughts by a voice. One not coming from his headphones. Turning around he saw a girl who looked vaguely familiar. Especially with the similar colored hair. "Hello Dearie!" He chimed happily. "No trouble, and yes I do go to Hammel." Rune turned fully to address the young lady standing there. "My name's Rune. Pleasure, and can I assume you go to Hammel too?"

[Axelle Flint]

Axelle smiled, she really did enjoy pleasant people. "Oh okay! I thought you had looked familiar and yes I do," she answered pleasantly enough. She didn't offer to shake hands because she preferred not to anyway for a variety of reasons but she did on certain occasions. She didn't think this was one of those occasions. "Rune? That's an awesome name! I'm Axelle!" She looked at his hair critically. "I like your hair dude! Are your roots naturally dark like that or did you dye them?" she asked, jumping right into it. As she did her eyes scanned his face, certain she had seen it before somewhere, or at least parts of it. Maybe he was related to someone she knew?

His lip ring was really cool too. She'd thought about another piercing but knew that she'd have to probably do it to herself in order to get it done and she knew that her low pain threshold made her wary about doing it. Sure she could force the needle through her ear but then she'd feel pain and she wasn't so keen on that. There was a reason she cried like a little baby whenever she was truly hurt...it's because it REALLY effing HURT.

[Rune LeBeau]

Well this young lady was a ball of energy, and very interesting. Rune liked that. Most people seemed too much alike these days, there wasn't enough variety. Seeing as she was being polite as well, he took his other headphone off and dropped them onto his shoulders. "I thought so, I mean, can't miss a red head like that." He smiled, knowing full well he stood out just as much.

"Yeah, not really sure why me Dad named me that, but I like it." Rune did love his name, it was one of the few things his father was responsible for that he didn't mind. "Axelle huh? That's pretty neat itself. Do people call ya Axe, or Ell? Or do you prefer your whole name?" It seemed odd talking to her, not in a bad way of course, just something seemed...to be there. Like it was just natural to talk to her. "Thanks! I love yours too!" He added as he glanced at her more closely now.

"Nah, they're natural. My normal hair color is black. Or dark brown depending on who ya ask." As he spoke he glanced at her- up and down. Trying his best not to look like a pervert as he did. Which was incredibly difficult, but he was still trying. Something seemed more familiar to him than just school though. The way she dressed, her hair colour, her faster manner of speech, all of it was just...but he couldn't put a finger on it. Axelle seemed pretty awesome to him anyway, so he figured that whatever it was, would come to him eventually.

[Axelle Flint]

"My dad named me too!" Axelle grinned at the coincidence. "You can call me whatever; usually Axe or Axelle works well. Not many people call me Elle or Ellie except my Grandpa but he's kind of old fashioned obviously. My dad has other nicknames for me of course," she shrugged. She looked at his hair a bit enviously...not that she REALLY wanted dark hair because it would make dying it so much harder but still, a change would be nice. "Mine's reddish blonde when it wants to be...makes dying it easier but it likes to grow in fast so I have to spend almost as much money on hair treatment as I do on dye every month. My dad thinks it's a waste of pocket money but seriously I look grate why would I want to change it?" she demanded to probably the only other person in the world who could understand her considering that their hair was NEARLY the exact same shade of red.

“Do you always do red hair?” she asked curiously. “I was thinking about green eventually…maybe…I still really like red.”