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[fourteen]

[ Xion's always had this thing for dreaming. Although, back home, it was memories... memories and meanings she couldn't understand. Dreams of the ocean and the sound of waves, dreams of a boy in red...

Her dreams are so often memories. After all, what is she but memories? Just a doll, made to live off of the memories of a boy like some kind of parasite. But now she has memories all her own... so many of them. And she dreams about those, too.

They aren't always good dreams. Sometimes they are dark and full of blood.

It's a shame she fell asleep with her journal on the covers -- because when she wakes up, shooting up into a sitting position with a shout, the journal of course falls open and records her cry.

Nothing can be seen -- after all, the room is dark. But the sound of her panting breaths come through -- the only sound, for a moment, until she gathers herself enough to sigh. ]

Come on, Xion, get it together.

[ And she'd been having an easier time getting to sleep, too, after all the help everyone had given her...

Somewhat reflexively, she'll scoop up her journal as she gets out of bed, temporarily cutting off the feed. However, it's only a few moments later that the journal is reopened -- still in darkness, only barely leavened by the moonlight drifting in through the window. However, there is a new sound.

Xion is ... singing.

Bits and pieces, at a slower tempo, of a song that someone once played for her. Of course, there are no words, but her voice is actually ... kind of sweet, and soft, floating and tumbling between the notes. It goes like this for a few quiet moments, with some other soft sounds in the background as she gets some water.

And when she turns around, she will realize the journal did not stay upright where she set it, and fell open. Again. Of course. SIGH. Oh well. She'll move over to the table and sit, lightly tapping on the page that's been recording her. ]

... is anyone even awake at this hour? And I guess... well, if you heard me ... what's your favorite song?

(ooc; actually, pretty tired! gonna hit the hay. tags tomorrow! oh, and I'd imagine this whole thing went down... somewhere around 4 AM. ps her voice, with bonus ironic lyrics.)

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[seiriald]

[Kaori's never been keen on being woken up, being a light sleeper and all, and was about to start ranting at Xion for interrupting her beauty sleep...

... but she had to start singing, didn't she? There's no faster way to get her attention than with music. So she stays quiet, listening carefully the whole way through as a small smile comes across her face.]

... Pretty...

[fourteen]

[ ah heh. Xion's come back to her journal by the time she hears this voice. and is, well, kind of flattered. ]

Well ... thank you.

[Voice]

[fabrecation]

[Luke is definitely awake at this hour. He hasn't even gone to bed yet. He'd been sitting by his window, having pushed aside his plants to rest his arms on the sill and look up at the snow falling to the ground when he first heard Xion wake up from her nightmare.

The sounds are familiar, as he'd do the same thing when he'd have nightmares of his own. But before he can speak up - the feed gets cut off.

He frowns to himself a little, but looks up at the sky again. Oh well... Maybe he'll talk to her tomorr-

And then he hears the singing. Luke knows who it is - that tone is the same, after all. The sound makes him smile a little, drift his eyes shut and listen. He'd always loved music, ever since he was made. Music and singing; that's why he always loved to hear Tear sing, even if she mostly did it during battles.

Once it's over, Luke looks back at the journal again, which sits a few feet away at his nightstand.]

I'm awake.

[Voice]

[fourteen]

[ ... oh dear. if he's awake... did he hear her singing?

probably. dsgsh not flustered. ]

Hey. What're you doing up?

Both characters pinged what is this.

[seleniahymn]

[Tear was just about to go to bed when she heard the feed, worried at first over who the person had been and becoming more so when it was cut off. She let out a sigh of relief when it opened again, listening to Xion sing the whole way through. The melodist hadn't been aware that there were others who liked to do the same thing openly here in Luceti.

So she will gladly answer that question, as obvious as it was to her.]

The Grand Fonic Hymn, each hymn carries a lot of meaning for me.

/wins.

[fourteen]

... the Grand Fonic Hymn? [ "fonic" ... what's familiar about that word? ] What is it?

[Voice]

[markofthewise]

[4AM? Sokka is a little late for the message... but not by much. See, because of a certain person named Okita Souji, he actually wakes up that early.]

I was about to do breakfast. Was that you?

[A yawn follows.]

[Voice]

[fourteen]

... breakfast? At this time of day? Why would you be waking up now...?

But, um -- yeah, that was me.

[Voice]

[distressedude]

[Ever since a certain conversation, Ion's found it rather difficult to sleep without his own thoughts there to keep him awake. He stops flipping through the journal when he hears Xion's initial cry, frowning down at the page and wondering if it was another kidnapping... but his nerves are settled when he hears her beginning to sing instead.]

[He waits a few moments after she's finished singing before quietly speaking up.]

What a nice song... does it have a name?

[Voice]

[fourteen]

I think so too! But, um ... you know, I'm not sure. I didn't ask! A friend played it for me not too long ago, and I really liked it, so it's kind of been stuck in my head ever since...

[voice]

[redroseprince.livejournal.com]

[Jennifer, being the light, fitful sleeper she is, is awoken almost instantly by the song; though the sound of Xion's voice is certainly a much nicer way of waking up than she was once accustomed to.

Such a lovely melody. It made her think of home, of the sweet, crackling music Mr. Hoffman would play for them over the phonograph-

...Wait, what? Jennifer frowns at the faded glimpse of what was almost a memory. No. That wasn't right. Clearly she was mistaken.

All the same, her usual reluctance around the fairer sex prevents her from answering Xion's question outright. So after some time of biting her lip nervously and nearly closing the book in agitation, she bucks up hums back (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xavw2D8Gf6E), her voice soft and almost melancholy.]

[voice]

[fourteen]

[ ... well, she certainly didn't expect to get a reply in song. Xion considers this for a moment, in silence, then hums a few more bars of the song she'd been singing before. ]

That was nice. What was that song?

[Voice]

[perplexme]

...Ariel had a nice voice. [Of course, Roxas has only heard that from Sora's memories.] I don't know what songs she used to sing, but they seemed pretty okay.

[Voice > Action]

[fourteen]

... Roxas? [ why are you awake. she's gonna go ahead and get up, padding quietly over to his room, though she doesn't open the door yet. quietly: ] Can I come in?

[Voice]

[hisdarkmark]

Depends. Do you consider a song music by itself, or music with words? If it's the latter, I don't have one. [He sounds a bit amused. Xion, your voice is kind of entertaining to him a bit.]

[Voice]

[fourteen]

It could be either one! But in your case, we'll go with the former, then. [ why so entertaining?? she's embarrassed enough as it is, okay... ]

[voice]

[targetprime.livejournal.com]

You have a lovely voice.

[He was awake of course; Ramirez tends to have a hard time sleeping, especially in places like this, so late-night distractions tend to be welcome. But all the same, he's going to skim over that question because his exposure to music is sorely lacking and that's just awkward for him to have to explain. :(]

[voice]

[fourteen]

... hi, Ramirez. [ a quiet laugh. ] Thank you. What are you doing up? [ oh, she'll let it go. you're safe for now, Ramirez. ]

[1week-wizard.livejournal.com]

Mm... a favorite song...

[fourteen]

I guess it could be hard to choose just one, huh?

[Voice]

[chiisaichou.livejournal.com]

[Though Miyabi had been half asleep at her desk, face smudged slightly with paint (she laid her face on the wet paper, derp), hearing Xion start from her nightmare is enough to rouse Miyabi as well. She blinks, eyes wide open, and rubs at her cheek while she hears the distant sounds of crying from her journal.

Was that...Xion? Did she just wake up? Poor thing. As she was about to speak up, she pauses. It was just a brief few seconds, but...the song in between was absolutely lovely. She smiled warmly and closed her eyes, trying very hard not to let the music put her to sleep.]

Mm...I don't know if it's my favorite, but there's a song I hear a lot...in my dreams. You have a beautiful voice, by the way.

[Voice]

[fourteen]

In your dreams....? What's it like? [ u-um. ] Hehe, thanks, Miyabi. I'm surprised everyone seems to like it...

[gamblinghigh.livejournal.com]

Nothing you're likely to have heard of, I'm afraid.

[fourteen]

Well, describe it to me, then!

[doubleppk]

Love Squall. And Fire Treasure is a close second. Though really, anything with a good saxaphone piece tends to catch my ear.

You've got a lovely voice.

[fourteen]

A good saxophone? [ has she ever heard one of those? ]

Oh ... thank you! I'm a little embarrassed so many people heard me.

[voice]

[thederpyone.livejournal.com]

Hey, you have a really nice voice. I liked that a lot.

[voice]

[fourteen]

[ jdshg so many people have said this ;; aaaa. so flustered! ]

Thank you! Hehe, maybe I should sing more...?

[risingwinds.livejournal.com]

[Ven was having trouble sleeping anyway, so he was going to look at the stars with his telescope...

But the singing distracts him.]

Hey, you're really good.

[fourteen]

[ --not roxas. gosh, Ven. that still gets her sometimes. ]

... you really think so? Thanks, Ven. Why are you up, anyway?

[voice] I WAS TORN WHO TO REPLY WITH so torn.....

[hazelrink.livejournal.com]

...Silent Night, maybe?

[Now there's not an explanation why she's up now. Nope]

[voice] CAN I HAS BOTH

[fourteen]

... what's that?

[Voice] slow like a horribly slow thing

[knightofratatosk]

[And because Emil and 4 AM are hardly strangers by now, he's awake, his journal open just in case anyone happens to be talking over it. It's a little less lonely that way.

When he hears Xion's singing, he remains quiet, just listening until it's over and she asks her question.]

I'm awake... you've got a really pretty voice, Xion.

[Voice] s'cool bro |D

[fourteen]

Emil...?

[ ... hey there. she hasn't forgotten at all what Ginko told her about you, my friend... like the fact that you're made of memories.

like her.

but she can't just ask that... instead she takes the praise as sheepishly as she has with all the others. ]

Eh heh, thanks. I'm still embarrassed...