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[ There is a creature in the plaza.

Though initially it hid behind the clothing shop, it seems to be venturing out now, just slightly ... looking for an opening to sneak away.

Can this creature summon portals on its own? Xion does not understand it, this body. She has seen these things before, of course, but to BE one? It's strange and terrifying. She'd known before, when she had Sora's face, felt it, but ... hadn't that been an exception? She'd tried -- right now, she couldn't even talk. And she could feel it. This wrong face, this wrong body, not hers. The only thing that might mark her, right now, is a curious (possibly cruel) artifact the Malnosso let her keep upon her return. Around the creature's neck, on a chain, is a ring. Xion does not seem to have realized it is there. She has rather more important things on her mind, after all.

Turned into a Dusk. The one threat Xemnas always turned on his members should they become unruly. She'd known. But how... he's not here! She'd only been taken for a night at most. How could the Malnosso....

What is wrong with her?

Should you be about in the evening, you may see this creature trying to rush, twist, and dart its way back to house 14 in that odd, swaying way Dusks seem to move.

But be careful if you run into her while you're out -- she just might turn into someone else entirely. ]

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[ She doesn't feel the tugs on her hood. It's like nothing is happening. Because who's to say the hood is really there? What she is right now is only an image they both perceive... something they think is there, but isn't. All she is is some thing... just this chameleon-like doll that can't even function right.

Oh, come on, don't look shocked. You already know you're a Replica.

A puppet whose original purpose was to duplicate Roxas's powers.

Her awareness of what's happening around her is still somewhat hazy, though slowly beginning to clear. Though she feels him brush her cheek, she does not respond to that, either. She "looks" up at him -- a bare tilt of her head -- and reaches up with uncertain fingertips to touch his face. ]

[Once he feels her fingers against his face, Luke reaches up to hold her hand with his, pressing her fingers closer to his cheek. It's... kind of scary, like this. She's so... blank. But she needs his help, and really, no matter how she looks, no matter how much of a doll she is right now...

She'll always be Xion to Luke.

So, he lets go of her hand, brings his free arm around her neck and pulls her closer with both arms, supporting her against his body in an embrace, and tilts his head down to hide his mouth and nose against the top of her hooded head. She might not know what's going on right now, she might not even know who he is right now... But even so, he wants to support her. To be there for her... Even to love her like this.]

Edited 2011-05-17 06:28 (UTC)

[ ... she's being held. She should respond, right? That's what she should do.

Does she remember how? She's aware of what's going on, feels the stimuli, but none of it makes a lot of sense. The world exists, but the framework she'd normally use to parse it doesn't exist right now. So it's there, just a mass of things and sensations, simply existing, pulsing, full of life and utterly nonsensical to her.

She should respond, right?

Her hands come up, but ... she only rests them against him. Against his sides. What is she to do with them? Something... what was it...?

She remembers how to fight. Magic, killing heartless, would come easily. That is what she was programmed to do. This was ... never in her programming. ]

Aerith. What's yours?

[Which is all right. That's... part of who she is.

But now that she's like this, they can't just stay out here. After a moment of just holding her, Luke opens his eyes and shifts his arms so that one stays around her shoulders while the other slides under her knees, and he lifts her up and starts to walk towards his apartment building quietly. If he spoke, he's sure she wouldn't speak back, anyway...

Hopefully she won't stay like this the whole time... or, if she does, she won't remember it. He can't imagine how Xion would react, knowing that she turned into her basic doll-like self for a while... Luke could - probably handle it, but Xion?

... Lord, how is he going to feed her like this? They were just talking about food earlier...]

[Yeah, she seems to eat with enthusiasm and it actually makes Keiichi delay in even starting his own sandwich to offer it to her when she's done.]

Poor sandwich, it never stood a chance.

Roxas?

[No, that can't be right. Not if he's got...]

Huh?

[Hello, woman he's never seen before. Have one puzzled derp.]

Xion, you're--

[What is up with this Dusk—wait. You are wearing a ring. Are you a person normally.]

Ah. Experiment?

[ and the sudden change in what she's looking at causes her to try to scramble to her feet to back away, but all she manages to do is flail her feet such that she falls over backwards. Plop! Right on her rear. ]

Okay, not a pet, then. Uh. [ Some kind of...shapeshifter? ]

[ She opens her mouth a little when he lifts her, as if she would speak, but not sound comes out. She tilts her head a little, as if she might be looking at him ... then tilts it away, as if looking out in front of them instead. "As if," as if. It is hard to define what a doll might do; it is a doll, and has very little will of its own.

However, that is what she is trying to do -- see where they are going. But the blur of motion is incredibly overwhelming, making her lack of comprehension far worse than when she had been still. She curls up a little in his arms, a tremble passing briefly through her body before she settles and stops trying to focus on anything at all. ]

... what?

[ ... ah. She can speak, now. Her eyebrows draw down further, and she lifts a hand over her mouth, staring at the ground. ]

Xion.

[ She smiles. .... er. She? ... doesn't look like a she. ]

[ ... gives her a strange look. what's she talking about? er, but that flailing can't be anything good. Reflexively Xion moves out from under the bench, intending to help her up, then freezes ... not wanting to scare Fenimore any further. She's yet to realize her appearance has changed. ]

[ ... HE FIGURED IT OUT, YAY!! She finally darts out from under the bench, stopping a foot short from him. From there, her movements are slow, and gentle, as she almost reaches out ... almost. Then she drops her hands and simply looks up at him, and nods, a deliberate, exaggerated motion. ]

... I wouldn't mind peanut butter and jelly. [ a laugh. ] But Kairi, you really don't have to... I mean, I can make it myself.

... a couple. [ Not everyone had stopped to say hi to the wriggling white monster. Her dejection shows on her face, but she quickly gives her head a shake to try and clear it off. ] Not a lot, yet. That's kind of why I want to get something from the clothing store. That way, if I keep changing, it won't startle people as much.

[ ... I'm what? Headtilt. ]

[ She looks up at him, clearly concerned, then swallows hard and nods. Slowly, she moves towards the door. ... up the steps ... and to the door frame. Once she touches it ... she relaxes, her guarded, worried look fading to be replaced with relief. ]

Looks like I can do it after all.

[ ... she finishes it off somewhat sheepishly. After she's done: ]

I told you I was hungry! [ And a sheepish laugh to go with that awkward smile. But at his offer she waves her hands and shakes her head. ] Still, I think one sandwich was enough.

Edited 2011-05-19 04:59 (UTC)

... I guess we never got anyone to tell you. House 14 is still there, it's just... [ she glances back at it, then at him once more. ] Hidden. Only Sanji or Jacob can tell you where it is. If you want to know, I can ask one of them to tell you. [ ... when Sanji gets home, anyway. ]

[Luke felt that tremble, and he paused in his steps to look down at her. What...

Ah. He thinks he understands... To a doll who's never felt or seen movement before, it could be pretty overwhelming. So, he slides the hand at her shoulders enough to gently turn her head towards his body, enough to rest comfortably against him and hopefully keep her sight down at her stomach, before he gets a good grip on her and walks forward again. She probably can't understand him, but he'll try to speak anyway.]

Xion, I'm... [It's only at that moment that Luke realizes that his voice sounds thick, and it wavers a little. The realization spreads further; his eyes hurt, as does his chest. He shuts his eyes and swallows before he looks ahead of him again, biting his lip briefly. He had to be strong for this, even though this honestly scared and depressed him.]

I'm taking you back to my apartment. Don't worry... I'll take care of you, okay? [And a smile. Or, at least, an attempt.]

[ She shifts, briefly. Her head moves - her hands open and close. Small, gentle movements. They mean absolutely nothing. They signify no particular response to anything he's said. She gives no sign she's heard or understood.

After all, she can't. She's just a doll.

But something about that ... that tone in his voice. It only barely filters through her drastically weakened ability to perceive that it has changed, but she can sense it. She does not understand what it is, or what it might mean, but ... it is different from before.

She should respond, right?

Incredibly, she smiles. It is slight, and he'll have to look back down to her to see it. She makes the effort to look up at him, and give him that smile .... for just a moment, before her head drops back down to the way he positioned it when he shifted his grip. Maybe it is enough. She does not really understand why she did that, other than that it seemed like the thing she should do. ]

Edited 2011-05-19 05:19 (UTC)

[Luke does look down at her when she moves her head to look at him, and he does see that smile, even if it only lasted for a moment.

At that moment, when she smiled, despite how much of a doll she was... Xion was beautiful. Not that she isn't always like that to him, but it was such... such an incredible moment. She smiled. He's sure she didn't understand what he said, but she still smiled for him. And that gave him some hope. For a moment before that, he had almost thought she'd be this way forever, that he'd lost her... But she smiled. He wasn't so afraid anymore. Sure, that fear was still there, and he was still sad, but it didn't feel like such a cold grip anymore.

So, he smiled for her, a little more real this time, though she might not see it.]

... Thank you.

[He looks ahead, his spirits at least rising enough to take that waver out of his voice.]

I'm not sure how Asch will react if he sees you like this... Knowing him, he probably won't like it. Maybe he'll understand, though... And you can stay in my room for a while.

[ She does not respond. She will not, until they reach the apartment. But she does curl against him, and -- perhaps unwittingly -- she crosses one of her arms over her stomach, to rest her hand against his chest. ]

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but now my tags are late sob I'M SO SORRY ;; <3

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ftr, I was encouraged to do this. |D

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IT'S OKAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY <33333

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