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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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aboysface, and probably tomorrow, as I am heading to bed. |Db)

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[He knows she won't. But that doesn't stop him from talking idly to her, about Asch and how he's been handling the aftermath of the experiment, about how he took his own mattress up to the mountains - that's why his bed looks a little different, see, about a few little things... until they reach the apartment, anyway.

He calls for Asch, and once he doesn't see a response, he can't help relaxing. How would Asch react if he saw Luke carrying Xion, who was acting like a newborn replica? He strides forward, towards his room, and looks around at the things in his apartment. What should he do for her while she's like this? If he can teach her to eat, he could always get some leftovers. What else...]

We're here. Heh, I still can't really call it home yet...

[But Xion doesn't sound like Cloud, either, and for a moment Aerith is frozen, unable to make the connection between that voice, Cloud's appearance, and the small smile on his face.

It looks strange on him. But good. Cloud doesn't smile often, and things are really good when he does, so without her even realizing Aerith's smile becomes a little brighter, even though her eyes are still searching his face in surprise.]

Clou--

[Then her mind catches up, and she pulls back from the lean she'd started to enter.]

No... [Cloud isn't here.] Xion? I'm still talking to Xion, aren't I? [An odd way to phrase it, maybe, but she could hardly help it in her confusion.]

[ He turns to her.

THIS IS THE LOOK OF A VERY CONFUSED HEARTLESS. How does that even work. ]

Don't worry about it, trust me. I make the boys food sometimes, it's not a big deal. [And digging...voila! PB and J! Don't mind her going about making Xion's sandwich, and maybe one for herself too.] I think you've got enough on your plate anyway to worry about.

You're smarter than most...I imagine others would simply run around the village in a panic. I have to say, I'm impressed sometimes.

Man, I was kind of looking forward to pitching a tent. [But he smiles and shuts the door behind them.] Welcome home.

You look different.

[Understatement of the century.]

[Not Roxas. Not with that voice...

He averts his eyes.]

It's what you look like right now, Xion.

[Tense? You bet.]

How did you -- ? No, don't answer that. [ She shifts, about to get up, but she stops just short of it. ] Is this how you normally look?

Sure, Xion. What is it?

... there's something I ... [ she pauses. It took her a while to realize she had it on, but ... she realized, at some point, that Luke's ring was on its chain around her neck. Though hidden now under the neckline of her dress, she tugs it out with her free hand, once more not daring to look at his face. She swallows hard. ]

... this ring, I ... I got it during the last experiment. I don't know if ... if you remember ... [ she trails off. ]

[ Finally, she stirs a little in his arms. Oh... were you carrying Xion, Luke? Now it is some other girl, though her eyes are the same vivid blue. She looks ... very much like Kairi. Very much ... like Xion, if Xion had pale blond hair.

At first, her eyes are unfocused and blank as she tilts her head back at the sound of his voice. Then she looks out, at the apartment... Her brows furrow, but she doesn't speak yet. Slowly the pieces are coming back together... ]

Eh heh... it's kind of a long story. We had to hide the house with magic, because... [ Her expression briefly darkens and she looks away. Then she shakes her head, as if to clear it, and looks at him once more. ] Well, we're safer this way. But the nature of the magic means you can't see the house unless Sanji or Jacob tell you where it is...

[ You want to talk tense? You ain't got nothing on the expression she's suddenly got on her face, Riku, as her eyes dart back to you. There's horror and shame and tension and a whole mess of dark, awful feelings. Her shoulders go stiff. ]

I look ... like Roxas?

[ She turns her head away, staring off to the side once more ... before her gaze slides back to him, sideways, without turning her head. ] ... I don't know what's happening to me.

Probably the Malnosso's idea of a sick joke.

[He's seen them do pretty weird stuff in the past, but this takes the cake.]

[ Because why? Is something wrong? A bit of a nudge, come on don't leave him hanging like that 8( ]

[ She starts at how Aerith reacts. That ... can't be--

Her hands go up to touch her face, her hair. ... she feels no difference yet. A thoughtful frown. ]

Yes... but ... who do I look like to you? [ Whatever name she'd started to say wasn't familiar. ]

[ An unhappy smile drags up the corners of her mouth. ]

A sick joke... yeah. That's exactly it.

[ She does not look at him. ]

... I should probably ... [ Go? Go where? Home? The place they both live? She squeezes her eyes shut, realizing her mistake and feeling frustrated for it. ]

[At first he doesn't really notice. Luke's too busy walking to his room and pushing open the door with his foot. He never really leaves it closed unless he's going to sleep or has something to hide, anyway.

It's just as he shifts her in his arms in an effort to place her on the bed that he looks down at her and notices that the hood is gone. And... blond hair? She still looks very much like Xion, though.

...

Honestly, the first thought that pops up into his head is "How many hair colors does she have?" before it sinks in that she's no longer a doll. Well... she might not be. It gets him to stare for a moment, though. He's afraid to confirm if she is or not, but...]

... Xion?

.... how did I-- [ Claps her hands over her mouth.

Oh.

... recognize that voice, Fenimore? ]

[ ... she's being held. She's in ... Luke's arms?

It's just as dizzying, having the whole world come abruptly into perspective instead of go out of perspective, so while initially she tries to get a better look around, she soon ends up pressing her hand over her eyes with a wince. She turns her face into his chest, trying to make her head stop spinning, but she does manage a single word: ]

Luke?

[She... She said his name. And she's wincing and pressing her hand to her eyes and -

Thank goodness. Thank goodness...

Luke finishes shifting, but only to ease her into a sitting position on the edge of the bed. He lowers his own body, too, so that she doesn't have to move her head away from him, and he ends up with one leg on the bed and one still on the floor, both arms around her shoulder and just... holding her. That pain in his chest and his eyes is back again, though he isn't really sure why. He's happy.]

... Hey.

[ If she wasn't concerned about how friendly this guy was, she would totally point out that he sounds like a gir --

Wait. ]

Xion? [ ...You look like a boy. ]

[ Her mind is still playing catch up with the last few minutes. Did he ... where were they? How did they get here...? He must have carried her ... from ... behind the bakery? What happened in between...?

But he's still holding her so close, and though it's a strain and it hurts just a little bit, she manages to reach up and touch his face. ]

... what's wrong?

You look like... a friend of mine. His name is Cloud. He used to be here in Luceti... [She finally stops staring, tearing her eyes away from "Cloud"--she turns to the side, trying to get her composure back, but the smile on her face looks queasy at best.]

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Aerith needed a little brainbreak!

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well then I am happy to provide. |D;;;;

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