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[ There is a girl in the woods west of the village. She's unconscious, and wearing a New Feather dress, so it'd be easy to mistake her as part of the crop of new kids.

However, she is anything but new to this place (and new to showing up wearing things other than what she ought to be wearing gosh darnit), and when she comes to, she will sigh, quietly, under her breath. She wakes up groggy and feeling extremely tired, oddly, so she won't bother trying to go anywhere on her own just yet. It is, thankfully, not cold today. However, it is pouring rain, which is also just her luck. So she will curl up at the base of a tree, trying to get shelter from the worst of it, and reach for her (slightly soggy) journal. ]

This has got to stop happening...

( Luke | Locked 100% )

Hey. Sorry I just disappeared like that. Um... can you come pick me up? And bring a coat? Or an umbrella, or something...

[ The first voiced bit, before the filter, was sort of murmured to herself. Now she addresses the journal directly, figuring she's got at least something of a wait ahead of her. ]

Hi, guys. Can anyone tell me what I've missed? Or maybe just how long I've been gone. The draft had only been over for a day or two when I got taken, I think...

Is everyone okay?

[ Of course, Ven and Vanitas are immediately on her mind, but she doesn't say that outright. She also doesn't know about who's left... and who's arrived. She's not aware there's been a new feather cycle at all! Someone ought to get her up to speed.

a day later, in the evening, an additional filter is added to the post. ]

( Richard | Locked 100% )

Hey, um ... I ... wanted to talk to you.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[ oh, he's warm, and ... well, he was dry, and now he's not so dry, which she feels a little bad about, but ... he's holding her, and that's good. she doesn't hug him back, opting instead just to lean against him and sigh. it's good to see him... ]

I think so. I'll have to give it a try, anyway... [ after all, how else is she going to get back? ]

[Well, he could always carry her...

... Except that just makes him blush again. B-Besides, who's going to hold the umbrella? Though just as he dismisses the idea:]

You don't have to. I could... [... BRAIN TO MOUTH FILTER, WHY HAVE YOU FAILED HIM AGAIN DO YOU EVEN EXIST.]

... could what? [ blinks up at him, all innocence. very wet, see through innocence. cat got your tongue, Luke? ]

[And since she asked, Luke looks down at her-

Only to look down a little more than he should and SHUT HIS EYES AGAIN. M-Maybe he can hide his face in her hair. Yes. This helps. Why you do this to him.]

Ca... Carry you. Back.

[ .... why you do this, boyfriend? Xion just blinks, a quiet, curious sound escaping her when he hides his face, still not getting what's got him so flustered. ah well.

of course, then he gets his words out, and she finally blushes a little, too. she's secretly a little thrilled by the idea, then immediately feels kinda strange and a little guilty for it... so she tilts her head to give him a kiss on the cheek and takes a step back. ]

No, it's okay. I think I can...

[ ... ah. she pauses there, momentarily shutting her eyes and reaching out, her free hand touching his arm so she can keep her balance. she's not dizzy, precisely.... just so physically tired she feels -- totally drained. when she reopens her eyes her expression shifts into something vaguely apologetic. ]

Actually ... that might be a good idea after all. At least until we get out of the forest.

[Just to the village, huh... Luke looks a little confused by that at first, but then brushes it off. She's probably just embarrassed.

As embarrassed as he is. He's still very red in the face, and once he fully realizes that she's accepted his proposal...]

O-Oh. [Well. Uh. He shuffles slightly on his feet and lifts both arms a bit, then lets them drop to his sides. How... is he supposed to do this.]

I... uh. The umbrella...

[ it's partly embarrassment, sure... and partly just feeling bad for making him carry her. but who knows, maybe she'll stop caring by the time they get there....

.... watching him shuffle, also, is adorable. see icon, basically, before she reaches out to take the umbrella from him. now her hands are full -- one with her journal, the other with the umbrella -- but, well ... now his own arms are free. ]

How's that?

Y-Yeah, that's... good.

[Now. Here's the thing - Luke has never actually carried anyone before. Sure, he's slung their arm over his shoulder and supported them on the way, but never actually carried.

How did it go in the picture books...? He makes a bit of a frustrated face as he reaches an arm out towards her shoulder, looks down at her legs - h-her very nice legs - NOOO NO no. Jeez, he feels like he's going to die or something. But he purses his lips to hide it and tries again; he wraps an arm around her shoulder and... and...

... What does he do. He bends down just a bit and... uh... Should he...

It takes him another moment to figure out how this is supposed to work without making her fall over, but at last, she's up in his arms while he looks up at the umbrella with a blush. Oh goodness he is actually holding her.]

So... Okay, let's go back!

[WALKING.]

[ rather patiently she lets him fuss, the calm against his flail. she's rather unperturbed by his awkward fail on the outside, though on the inside she is secretly amused as she watches him try to figure out what to do with his arms.

then, of course, he figures it out, and it's a whole different ball game. it's probably a good thing Luke is looking up at the umbrella, because Xion is now blushing on top of the wetness and the wonderfully translucent white dress. awkward abounds!

trying to ignore the awkward squishy feelings herself, she just makes herself comfortable in his arms, leaning her head against his chest and shutting her eyes. it takes some careful arranging -- one arm is holding her journal over her tummy, while the other supports the umbrella, which is partially leaning against Luke's shoulder. but it's covering them, which is really all that matters.

this is ... nice, actually. ]

... are you sure this is okay? [ he just picked her up like she was nothing, after all... his arms won't get tired? gdit Xion stop being awkward and just thank the boy. ]

[His arms will probably be tired if he walks all the way back with her, but right now? Pah, she practically weighs nothing to him. He still refuses to look down at her right now, because he knows that if he does, he'll just see her and that... that dress...

Luke does hold her a little closer, though, and he gives a confident smile. He's okay as long as he doesn't have to look at the dress, really. Maybe he should point it out to her... But no, then she'd be all awkward. Maybe once they're back...]

Of course it is. [... Okay, he has to glance down at her - at her FACE, thank you very much.] Is it okay for you? [She's comfortable with this, right?]

... yeah. [ she opens her eyes again and gives him such a touched, fond smile, still red in the face. it's ... very hard, not to adore him. ] Yeah, it's okay. A little embarrassing, but okay.

[ she lifts the hand she had resting on top of her journal and uses it to instead gently grasp at his shirt, again closing her eyes and settling against him. she feels safe here... Luke always makes her feel safe, so it's something of a given by now, but ... it still catches her every time. ]

[Luckily, Luke happened to get a look at Xion's face when she smiled up at him, and... he has to return that smile, one that's filled with the same fondness for the other. Maybe holding her like this isn't so embarrassing after all... Ha, even if she thinks so.

Once she closes her eyes, Luke looks ahead again. It'd be pretty embarrassing if he was so caught up with staring at her that he tripped over a rock or something, huh? Regardless, it doesn't take long for him to reach the edge of the forest, and though he does slow down a little, thinking about what she said earlier... He still steps out into the village, still carrying her. He doesn't really want to put her down unless she tells him to. Really... this is really nice.]

[ Xion can't help but start to doze a little in his arms again. After all, she's warm now, and no longer getting rained on. Though she does shift her grip so that both hands are holding the umbrella, trying to keep it from getting tugged away. But once it's secure, she relaxes... and the tiredness overtakes her again.

So she's only half-aware when they hit the village. It's little things, really -- the light beyond her eyelids shifts and brightens, the sound of the rain changes. But she barely registers these things -- or maybe she's ignoring them. Hard to say. Either way, she doesn't make a peep of protest. Carry on, Luke. ]

[He'll carry on, all right. But once they're near his house, Luke's arms start to get a little tired. It has to be all that ice cream you eat. 8|

He stops here, shifting his hold just slightly as he looks down the road at her house, then further down to where his is. Where should he bring her...? On one hand, her house has her clothes and her friends. On the other... ha ha, how would they react to him bringing the sleeping beauty home bridal style with a dress that's semi-transparent? And he doesn't want to wake her up or anything...

And on yet another hand... His house is so tense right now, what with him keeping his distance from Guy and Asch being gone entirely.

... Still, he'll start to head to house 5. Maybe he can find her one of his shirts to wear or something and let her sleep in his bed.]

Edited 2011-03-17 02:06 (UTC)

[ DID YOU JUST CALL HER FAT. DID YOU. DID YOU? COUCH! FOREVER! EVEN IN YOUR OWN HOUSE.

speaking of which, that's probably the smartest place to go after all, considering Axel, Roxas, and Riku would all kill him. They'd take turns killing him, and when he was dead, they'd kill him some more.

Xion just continues to doze in his arms, oblivious to this quandary. ]

[Well, Sanji's already set to kill him, so. 8|

Another few minutes and Luke's at his house. Now, another problem. How to open the door...

He stands there for a few seconds before he tries lifting up his leg to turned the knob with his foot, and while Luke can easily reach up that far, doing the latter task is nigh impossible. He makes a FACE, then leans in close to it, slowly shifts the hand holding her legs to grab the knob without dropping her, and manages to open the door. There. Jeez. If this were anyone other than Xion, he'd just give up and wake them up, but... well, this is Xion.

Soon enough, Xion might find herself carefully deposited on a bed. His bed, at that.]

[ ... Luke, you failure. With your foot? Really? Gosh.

But it's the movement from being set down that finally rouses her. Instinctively she curls up into a ball on her side, but at the same time she blinks open her eyes, lifting her head to glance around the room. It takes her a moment to register her location, but when she does, she smiles and lets her head rest on the pillow again.

her smile for Luke is somewhat sheepish. ]

... sorry. I made you carry me all the way here...

Hey, you didn't "make me" do anything. I'm the one who offered, right?

[He smiles for her, then straightens up and heads back to his closet. Now, what can she wear... Everything would be too big for her, especially considering how he likes his clothes to be baggy and loose. He'll just pick out the t-shirt that fits the tightest on him and tosses it over without looking, letting it land on the foot of the bed.]

You should probably change into something else. [And it's a good thing he's got the door open and his head inside the closet, since his face just goes red again.] Your dress is kinda... uh...

Huh?

[ she straightens out, finally looking down at herself and ... the ...

... dress.

................................ yes, it is a good thing he has his head in the closet, because she's just gone red. so red that her blush spreads to her ears and even the back of her neck.

she immediately picks up the t-shirt and gets to her feet, trying not to stammer when she speaks. ]

I ... I didn't even-- um... th-thanks for letting me borrow your clothes. [ she doesn't even ask. they both konw she needs to change. the sooner the better. ]

[WAIT DON'T LEAVE YET Luke still has to toss over some pants - pajama pants, one with a drawstring to tighten up at the waist. He doesn't realize she stood up, though, so they land half on the bed and half on the floor.]

Y-Yeah, it's... no problem. [AAAH NOW SHE'S NOTICED AND NOW THIS IS EVEN MORE AWKWARD.]

[ ... just ... picks them up ... quietly ....

... this is the most awkward. thing. ever. to ever exist. ever in her whole life. he saw her like this... was that why he was--? oh god. that's why he was blushing. because she--

HER FACE MAY NEVER STOP BEING RED. ]

I'm just ... uh ... I'llberightback!

[ and she's gone...

to the bathroom, to change. she'll return a minute or two later in his clothes, with the balled up new feather dress in her hands. she's still blushing, not not nearly as bad as before.

Luke's shirt is still a little loose on her ... and because of his obsession with showing off dem abs, an inch or two of her midriff is visible, along with that scar. plus, the legs of her pants pool at her feet, being a few inches too long. the effect altogether is a little messy, but cute.

... shuffle shuffle. ]

Thanks...

[And she's gone.

With this tiny window of opportunity, Luke goes right to his bed to flop down and run a hand through his hair with a long sigh, ignoring the fact that the sheets are pretty wet now. Right, okay. He's okay. So what if he's flustered, so what if he feels too warm; he's okay. It was better to let her know now rather than earlier, right? Right. Right.

Once Xion gets back, Luke's feeling a little better. Sure, he takes the quickest of glances at her midriff, though whether it's because his eyes were attracted to that spot or if he noticed the scar is up in the air. He looks up at her face again right after and gives a sheepish smile, his legs swaying slowly from side to side in their own awkward little shuffle.]

Sorry... If Natalia was still here, I'd let you borrow her clothes.

[ teenagers.

Xion sets her dress down on the floor, near the doorway, where she can pick it up later. Then, somewhat (very) shyly, she moves over to the bed, and sits at the foot of it. her hair is still wet, and she brushes some of the strands out of her face.

she kind of wants to lie down again, but ... Luke. and she should get home eventually... even if it's still pouring... ]

It's okay. I'm just glad to have something warm and dry. [ tiny smile. ]

[Luke would definitely not object to Xion staying a little longer, especially since it's still pouring. Maybe it'd be best to keep his distance because of the awkward, but...

Well, he missed her. He glances down at the floor, then almost shyly scoots over enough so that their shoulders touch. He'll... leave it at that, even though what he'd really like to go is give her loads and loads of affection.]

And too big. Jeez, am I really that tall to you? [He straightens up a bit as if to make his point. And probably not picking up on the fact that it's also thanks to his broad shoulders and toned body that the shirt's like that to her.]

[ what she'd really like to have is loads and loads of affection... but she still feels awkward, too. still, his teasing wrings a crooked smile out of her, and she butts her shoulder against his. ]

You are a couple of inches taller than me... and this shirt just fits kinda weird. [ she tugs at the hem of it, then grins at him. ] Do you just like showing off your stomach?

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