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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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[ ... for a moment, she is still. Cloud .... wait. Wasn't that ... familiar after all ... ?

An old memory -- a very old memory -- works its way to the surface as horror dawns on her expression. But it's not just the memory... it's the look on Aerith's face.

... why has she turned into someone who's not from her world at all?(To her knowledge, of course.) What's going on here...?

Aerith's not the only one feeling queasy. Xion takes a few hasty steps back, raising her hands and trying an apologetic smile that just comes out kind of ill. ]

You know, I ... I think I should head back on my own.

[Give him a minute, Xion.

...

Once that's done, Luke leans back and loosens his hold, bringing his arms back so that he can press his palms against both of her cheeks.]

... I don't really know. Something... happened to you. It was like... like you were a newborn replica.

[ ... whatever color she had in her cheeks drains, and she just turns ashen.

She has no memory of being new the first time. Not really. Even back home the memories were hazy, and it's been even longer now.... she barely remembers even a scant second of that first week or so. One of her very first memories is saying Roxas's name. There is -- one other moment -- in Castle Oblivion, but -- it's a strain to even recall--

And that .... just now...?

She pulls in a breath, not even caring that horror is slowly seeping into her features, and squeezes her eyes shut. Color floods back into her face at the same time -- from shame. ]

I... [ ... don't even know what to say. ]

Xion...

[He definitely recognizes that expression. He's worn it a few times himself.

Luke's hands slide to the back of her head, and he rests his forehead gently against hers, a calm sort of solemness on his face. He's in such an awkward position, and the leg on the floor is starting to ache a little from it, but that doesn't matter. She needs him right now.]

... I'll be right here if that happens again.

[ She shuts her eyes when he does that, swallowing a sob and taking a deep, slow breath.

... there's nothing for it. She winds her arms around his neck and clings. ... this has got to be a precarious position... ]

[Especially since the leg that's supporting most of his weight is already weaker like this, and with her pulling him forward a little -

His leg gives out, and has to let go of her to grab onto the bedsheets in an effort to not fall to the floor. Of course, it happens anyway since bedsheets are a rather poor support for things like this, and his other leg slides off the bed as he falls right to his knees with his head near Xion's... well.

But he's too busy wincing and thinking that he's so going to get a nasty bruise on his knees to notice.]

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[ .... .... OH GOD.

Her reaction time is still a little slow, so it takes her a moment to realize what's just happened. When she does -- and understands that it is also HER FAULT -- she bites her lip, hard, and takes his chin in her hands. ]

Luke! Are you okay?

[And Luke's attention is directed at her face, which is a good thing, considering what his head is level with. ... Not that he'd pay attention to those with the pain he's in, but still.

He gives a smile, a tight one, and just waits for the pain to get out of his knees. Owwww he kind of just wants to double over or something, but he's tough! He can take it!!]

I'm fine, I'm fine...

I'll go. It's fine.

[He's already turning away. Yup.]

You told me, but did you warn the poor sandwich?

[Keiichi smiles and nods at her negative, he won't complain but he wouldn't have complained either if she had wanted it after all.]

Are you feeling a bit better now that your stomach is a bit full?

Are you sure? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to--

[his vision follows Xion's hands, and his eyes scrunch very lightly in thought when she produces the ring. he remembers, at least in flashes. it's kind of hard to forget being related to Vanitas-- even though, Sora has to silently admit to himself, he already is in some bizarre way he'd rather not think about.]

[so that perplexed expression doesn't linger; it just switches to one of understanding. what he doesn't really understand, though, is how nervous Xion seems about it-- and maybe the dots in his mind will connect and it'll hit him momentarily, once he pauses to think on it-- but right now, what Sora's seeing is a gift from someone really important, like how he views Kairi's thalassa charm. encouraging smiles have always been a personal strength for him, so the corners of his mouth tug up in his best.]

That's really important to you, isn't it?

[ ... his smile makes her smile, though only briefly. This just makes her so, so nervous; it's like she's got knots in her gut. ]

... it ... in the experiment, it ... Luke and I were going to get married. [ The words come out all in a rush. She blushes and looks terribly awkward, almost upset. ] This was ... this was supposed to be the engagement ring. Of course we're not really going to, now, but...

[ ... she trails off, then finally risks a look at him. Oh, yes, she does look sad. ]

... Sora, I'm a part of you. I have your memories. I can't... I'm not supposed to...

[ She looks away again, clutching the ring. The message is pretty clear: I'm not supposed to have things. I'm not supposed to have my own life.

But she can't make those words come out. This is hard enough already. ]

[Sora has knots of his own, if only because he can't stand the expression on her face. with... the exception of a few minutes ago, he has never seen Xion as himself-- maybe Kairi at the very beginning-- and even after she's already changed to a face he should find more familiar than he does, he still can't really see it. that's why, when Xion trails off, Sora shakes his head in disagreement.]

Can I ask you something? [but he blurts it out before she even has a chance to answer:] What happened when you and Luke first met?

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[ ... well that's an odd question. It catches her rather by surprise, the sadness evaporating from her expression as she blinks at him. Then she looks a little thoughtful, headtilting as she stares off into some middle distance. ]

The very first time? ... he was still new here. We walked around the village and just talked for a long time... I was helping him find a place to stay. [ She smiles at the memory. Gosh, it's been a long time since she thought of that. Even then, their very first meeting, he was so easy to talk to... ]

[Slight headtilt. Okay you have to be someone he knows.]

Xion? Or Roxas?

I'm sorry... [ She gives her head a shake, as if to clear it. As if she can make it better, she leans forward and presses her lips to his forehead in a gentle kiss.

... were she more aware ... she wouldn't do such a thing. She's not in her own body! It's too strange... but right now she doesn't care. ]

... you always do this.

[ She sounds bitter. But she makes no move to stop him. ]

No, no, it's--

... I just don't want to ... [ She pauses, and sighs. ] I don't know why I look like him, but ... I don't want to make you uncomfortable.

... [ she nods, weakly, with a sick smile. ]

[ That first one!!!!!! ... but how does she express that ....

WAVES HER ARMS!!!! surely that will get her meaning across...

okay, no. hm. THINK, DUSKXION, THINK!

As she's done with a few others, she begins to write her name in the dirt. Stop her when you know this one, Axel. ]

[Once she starts writing the "i" he knows.]

Xion. Man, had to be a Dusk of all things.

[... Heh. Even though she looks different, she's still Xion, so Luke's smile widens a little, this time genuinely. His knees still hurt, but they'll be fine. He's had worse.

He'll get himself up now, bringing one arm around her shoulders as he sits himself down beside her and straightens one of his legs, then brings it down again.] Thinking about it now, I was in a pretty bad position anyway. So I guess I'm sorry too?

[he appears to be mulling that over for a few minutes, silent... silent... then he just shakes his head, looking quite satisfied with her answer.]

That's not any memory of mine. And as far as I'm concerned, Xion, as long as you've got memories of your own, it doesn't matter who or where you came from. You have the right to keep the memories you've got, and to make more.

[Sora doesn't remember it, but he'd already promised something similar to the girl Xion looks like right now. they'd meet the proper way. make their own memories. maybe somehow, unconsciously, that's why the idea comes so easily to him.]

What happened? You.... [ hmm. this is probably obvious, but: ] You look like a guy.

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fff late response ._.

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me too. |D BUT I LOVE THIS THREAD ENOUGH TO KEEP COMING BACK.

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