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[fourteen]

[ 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.

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[ledbythewind]

[That's a little odd, but... well, he's too tired to think much about it right now.]

Yes, of course. Ahh... you do know where I live, don't you?

what happened to my subject line... [voice -> action]

[fourteen]

Mmmhmm. I remember. I'll be there soon, okay? [ and she'll head out, though keep the journal open in case he protests. which is a little bit of a juggling act, considering that's not the only thing she's carrying... ]

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[ledbythewind]

All right.

[He's not going to protest, but that's more because he doesn't have the energy left to do so than anything else.]

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[fourteen]

[ it doesn't take her too long to make her way there, though at some point during the trip she does close her journal to make carrying her things easier. once she arrives, she'll... hesitate, momentarily. but not because she doesn't want to see him. more because ... she really, really wishes she knew how to make this better.

but after steeling her nerves, she'll knock on the door, and hope for the best. ]

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[ledbythewind]

[Richard has cleaned himself and the place up a bit before she arrived, at least, though the dark smudges beneath red-rimmed eyes make it clear that not all is well despite the tired smile he puts on when he opens the door.]

Xion.

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[fourteen]

[ ... tries so hard not to wibble.

mostly manages it.

mostly. ]

Hey, Richard. [ she ... holds up the basket she's got hanging off her arm. ] ... I brought you something.

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[ledbythewind]

For me?

[He... honestly looks surprised by this, but his face quickly settles back into that tired, wan little smile.]

... thank you. You really didn't have to.

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[fourteen]

[ ... small victoly? sigh. have a tiny smile, then. ] I know. But I wanted to. What are friends for?

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[ledbythewind]

Friends...

[... and there goes that smile. Yeah, that's still something of a sore subject for him after everything that's happened.]