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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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[wait wh-

....ohhhh.

Telepathy tends to startle people. Mewtwo sits back and makes a quiet throat-clearing noise instead.]

[ What--

Turns. ]

Mewt--

[ WHAT. She can talk! Her hands fly to her throat, then her face --

... ah. This is confusing. The change she senses in her body is not in step with her outward changes. Who is she? What is she? Only her voice is the same. There is a lot of fear in her face as she stares at him. ]

... who do you see?

A human woman in a dark cloak, with yellow hair.

[Mewtwo's 'voice' is as impassive as ever, but his head is tilted in careful curiosity.]

[ It's only once he says the words that her internal image stabilizes. She looks at her hands, arms, down at her body, and sees the black cloak. Reaches up to touch her hair--

... ugh. ]

... Larxene. Of all people...

[ She wraps her arms around her body, staring down at the ground. ]

... do you know who I really am?

You are Xion.

[wings, demeanor, the fact that you know me]

... yes. That's my name. Xion. [ Her smile is a broken thing. ]

The -- the Malnosso did something to me. I think they... I think they damaged... [ my programming? my memories? what? she doesn't even know. ]

They made you change form?

[His eyes narrow. Partly trying to get her to continue with her explanation, partly trying to offer a more innocuous option - he noticed when they first met that Xion tends towards the self-deprecating, and gets the feeling that whatever she was about to say would be a bit on the...dire side.]

... yes. Something like that.

[ Though she's still blond, once again, her form has changed entirely -- to a shorter, younger, much slighter girl in a white dress. But the wings and the necklace still remain. She shakes her head. ]

It's ... it's a long story.

[okay yeah that's kinda whatthehell]

This is something that's happened before?

[ ... she shifts, obviously uncomfortable. ]

... yeah. But I thought -- ... I didn't think it would ever be this bad.

[ After all... Ven, Vanitas, Aqua... She'd been Ven, to all of them. But now she's turning into entirely different people.... entirely different things. She doesn't even remember it being this bad at home. Why is this happening? Why now? Stupid Malnosso... ]

...hhhhr.

[The noise was supposed to be thoughtful but probably just came out sounding mumbly. Bah, whatever.]

It's the Malnosso. They will naturally make everything worse.

... no kidding. [ miserably. ]

Do you remember what I told you about not being human...? ... I'm made of memories. I think ... I think the Malnosso tampered with them, or ... or maybe they just damaged my programming... [ she bites her lip. never mind that she has rather abruptly, once again, changed outer appearance, to a certain Boy.

she has not sensed the change, and frankly, it would be for the best if she never did, ever. ]

[Frankly, Mewtwo doesn't get all the fuss about not being human. He knows plenty of creatures that aren't human, and they all seem to get along just fine, even the ones that are normally-inanimate objects and what-not.

But it's obviously an issue for Xion (and other people in Luceti who are not the topic of this conversation), so he'll do what he can to accept it for now and move on.]

Do you think they'll fix themselves, given time?

I don't know. [ She shakes her head. If she seems to notice that she (apparently) has a blindfold on now, she gives no sign. ] The last time this happened during an experiment, yeah, it went away, but ... that was different from this.

[The casual appearance-changing is a little creepy. But Mewtwo can deal with creepy.]

How?

Everyone was changing during that experiment. Into the thing they cared the most about, or the thing that they loved, or ... something. I'm not really sure. But this is just me... and I'm only turning into people from back home.

[Into something that....oh wait what was that what that experiment was about? And Mewtwo turned into-

- this will be thought about later.]

So it's an individual experiment, and specific to you and your own attributes.

[ ... a slow nod. This time, from yet another Boy. ]

... that's why I'm worried. I don't know how long this is going to go on for... or if it'll even ever go away.

[...okay. So she is a creature born from memories, and that bothers her, and these transformations bother her because they are linked to that nature. Are they people from those memories? The contributors of those memories? Mewtwo takes a moment to work it over, letting out a hushed "hrmmm" and glancing down at the ground briefly.]

...I see.

Is there some reason you believe this will last?

[ He's working that all out rather a lot more quickly than she was ever able to, and she was the one it was happening to. If she knew, she'd be somewhat impressed. ]

... it happened before. Not in Luceti, but ... back home.

[ She'd be freaking out much harder if she knew whose face she had on, to boot. ]

[Coming from a weirdass world that runs on weirdass logic and has a weirdass sense of what is normal makes it easier to jump to weirdass conclusions about weirdass situations.

Or something. The whole setup reminds him of Psychic techniques like Dream Eater, and he's having to try to keep in mind that this, in Xion's mind, shouldn't be normal.]

Was there something that caused this to happen?

[ And it was all very weirdass, the end?

On those words, at least, she goes a little still. Then she looks away, uncomfortable once more. ]

... yeah.

[ But it's not something she really wants to talk about, from the sound of it. ]

... that something isn't here now. [ She has no Keyblade. ] ... so that can't be the reason. This just reminds me of ... back then.

[aliens and and other weirdass things, yes.]

The Malnosso are fond of doing whatever will cause the most distress. Don't let them get to you.

... that's easier than it sounds, you know. [ a slight amount of sulk. but he's right, she knows it. ]

Most things are.

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