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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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No.

[ She tucks in close to him. Wonders, in the back of her mind, what others would think if they saw this.

Very quietly. ]

I just want to stay here for a while.

... okay.

[ She'll scoot a little closer to him, and rest a hand on his head again.

This sucks. ]

[ ... why are you poking her. The weirdness of it does not allow her to be properly unhappy. She rubs at her cheek and shakes her head. ]

I don't know... all I remember is waking up in the plaza and knowing something was wrong with me. It took me a few minutes to figure out I'd been turned into a Dusk. I thought that was all, but ... I guess not.

[Well, Luke would probably be slaughtered by her friends for hugging SOMEONE ELSE like this without getting a chance to explain. Jeez, dating Xion is hazardous to one's health.]

Right. [Then stay he will, keeping his eyes open just in case someone DOES pass by. At least, until she wants to get up and go somewhere else.]

...maybe it's magic gone bad. [He's really thinking of the memory he has of Sora's where Flora, Fauna, and Merryweather are busy fighting over his outfit and continually changing him.]

Who are you?

[he can't help his agitated tone- he didn't hear Xion speak- but despite himself, Sora's narrowed eyes can't help but soften very slightly at the expression on... his... face staring back at him. once he realizes who that actually is, he's going to feel awful about even thinking about attacking her.]

[ She can't bear to look at his face. That expression... she deserves it. She's hideous and broken and she has his face. She looks away before she sees his expression soften.

This is the one way Xion would have never wanted to be seen by him. The final result of Xemnas's gambit... if he'd succeeded... this would be the way of things. She'd be him. And he'd be gone.

Horrified to the point of tears, she presses a fist into one of her eyes and tries to speak in a level tone, but fails desperately as her voice catches on a swallowed sob. ]

Xion. I'm Xion.

[ Hugging KAIRI, even. Xion's doppleganger. Death would ensue. So much death.

Xion knows this, somewhere deep down, and decides she doesn't care until it happens. She shuts her eyes and stays close to him, in silence, for a long moment. Long enough to almost feel like herself again. To almost believe that she's still herself. Xion.

It's some time before she speaks up again. ]

... I don't know how I'm going to explain this to the others.

[ He finally manages to look up from the ground, but he can't bring himself to look at her face again. It feels like something is twisting his heart right now and he doesn't want to think about how much he misses Namine ~~or how awkward it is that the girl he's been nursing a crush on now looks like her~~ ]

Xi-- [oh. oh. what was left of his hardened expression completely deflates. it won't get easier to look at her, but in the thick silence his mind drifts back to what she told him, right from day one, when he first arrived in Luceti.]

["They made me from your memories, Sora."]

[there's the sound of quiet footsteps as he approaches, then a hard thump as he drops down to his knees, a few feet away from her. there's a meek level of understanding on his end, but for once, Sora doesn't know what to do about it.]

[ She too is kneeling, by now. They are perfect mirrors of each other. Xion will not look up -- refuses -- because she does not want to see that effect in action. Know in her heart how broken she is, how vile. ]

I'm sorry.

[ Is it weird hearing her voice -- Kairi's voice -- coming out of yourself, Sora? ]

I didn't want you to ... ever see me like this. I didn't think... I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. [ Stop looking at me... ]

[it is, and is probably a chunk of the reason why he flinches visibly at her apologies. Sora is trying so hard to see past himself so he can see her again- that friendly, if somehow melancholy to him at times, girl who offered to help him learn to bake, and was willing to still talk to him despite everything.]

[he lifts his hand. draws it back to his chest momentarily. very, very hesitantly places his palm flat on her shoulder.]

Please don't apologize... [that's all he can think to mumble right now.]

[...Dusk.

Now there's something he hasn't seen in years. And you know, despite the fact last time Axel saw any Dusks it did not end well, he's not even going to try to attack it (just yet). He's mostly interested on why one of them is here suddenly.]

Man, been a while since I've seen one of you.

[Luke will die before he reaches 18. Sob.

He stays unmoving, like some kind of protective force, though he does slide his hand up and down her shoulder at some points. Doesn't stroke her hair, like he wanted to do at first - why point out her differences even more?

Once she speaks, Luke loosens his hold a little, just to give her an invitation to move away if she wants to.]

They'll get worried if you don't.

I doubt it would solve the problem.

[...is she joking? He thinks she is. His tail flicks in amusement to curl loosely around his legs.]

[He mostly meant to do a heads up thing but it's her decision, besides he doesn't know her friends so... With some people it's better to deal with them in person.]

Whatever you think is best, you know your friends after all.

[He almost misses the change, if it wasn't because he's looking at her trying to make sure that she's all right and so. But still it's hard to tell so he mostly just blinks at the strands of hair that are visible, is it him or her hair is spiker now?]

Not gonna happen, until you start cooperating.

So let's try this again: what are you doing?

Edited 2011-05-08 15:34 (UTC)

[OK, whatever that thing is isn't attacking, despite how scary looking it is... and in fact it looks kind of miserable, with that shivering and twitching. Katara takes a half-step closer.]

Are you okay?

I guess that's a yes.

[He laughs, pulling out his journal. Here ya go!]

[ AXEL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

As she does not know how he died, she has no idea what seeing one might mean to him. But she does know he recognizes them... so though she is tempted to pounce on him like she did Ven, she knows it's a bad plan. She hesitates at the sound of his voice, then immediately darts away and hides under a bench.

Then she slooooowly ...

... leans out from under it, and peers up at him.

Please don't chakram me. ]

[ ... Xion hesitates for a long moment.

"You seem to be done with running, at least."

With some hesitation, she moves forward and takes Kairi's hand. ]

... okay. [ She looks back at the road, then ducks her head. ] ... I'm not going back outside for a week.

[ With an irritable wave of her claws, Xion gives a ferocious nod. She's just as annoyed by this as he is. Annoyed, and a little scared. ]

[ .... Wait.

Book + Claw Hands = ?????

For a moment, Xion almost reaches out to take the journal ... then realizes this won't work. Oops. Momentarily she sags, staring at the ground ... until the staring gives her an idea.

Drawing on the ground instead! That she can do.

X

I

O

Feel free to stop her when you figure out what she's trying to spell, Ven. ]

Heh. I don't think so either. [ She rubs the back of her neck--

... and brings her hand up over her hair. As she does so, her expression completely blanks out. Slowly, she shifts her gaze from staring out into nothingness to looking directly at him. ]

... Mewtwo ... who do you see? Is it a boy's face? A boy with brown, spiky hair?

I know. I just... this is awful. I don't know who else I'm going to turn into, but ... I can't imagine how everyone will feel if I go home and I keep turning into them. Or other people we care about... or even people we hate. [ She already brought up the possibility. But as the reality of this continues to sink in, the real threat of it becomes too frightening to speak aloud.

What if she DID turn into Vanitas? And she was at home? What if Axel was there....?

What if she turned into Xemnas, in front of Sora?

Saix, in front of Roxas?

Her expression collapses, her stoicism vanishing to be replaced by fear, pain, and grief. Far from moving away, she buries her face in his shoulder, not wanting him to see the way she's so obviously wearing her heart on her sleeve. ]

Edited 2011-05-09 05:58 (UTC)

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