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[fourteen]

[ 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. ]

(ooc; all replies will come from aboysface, and probably tomorrow, as I am heading to bed. |Db)

Comments

[antlioncyclone.livejournal.com]

...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.

[aboysface.livejournal.com]

... 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. ]

[antlioncyclone.livejournal.com]

[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?

[aboysface.livejournal.com]

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.

[antlioncyclone.livejournal.com]

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

How?

[aboysface.livejournal.com]

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.

[antlioncyclone.livejournal.com]

[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.

[aboysface.livejournal.com]

[ ... 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.

[antlioncyclone.livejournal.com]

[...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?

[aboysface.livejournal.com]

[ 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. ]

[antlioncyclone.livejournal.com]

[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?

[aboysface.livejournal.com]

[ 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.

[antlioncyclone.livejournal.com]

[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.

[aboysface.livejournal.com]

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

[antlioncyclone.livejournal.com]

Most things are.

[aboysface.livejournal.com]

[ ... gives him a crooked smile. ]

You don't think I could go hide out in the mountains for a week, do you?

[ it's not a serious question... but she kinda wishes she could. ]

[antlioncyclone.livejournal.com]

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.]

[aboysface.livejournal.com]

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?

[antlioncyclone.livejournal.com]

[oh dear, that is not a good tone of voice]

...That is what I see.

[aboysface.livejournal.com]

[ Good choice of words. They probably make the difference between this dazed, unhappy state and going completely over the edge into freaking out. She continues to stare at him, but it's clear she's not really seeing him. Finally, she lowers her head, and her hands ... staring at her fingers. ]

... Sora. [ a beat, then ] I can't ... I can't let him see me like this. [ Never mind about the not freaking out part. ] I have to get out of here. Right now.

[antlioncyclone.livejournal.com]

[i have no flippin clue what is going on so lets just go with the part i think i get]

Where will you go?

[aboysface.livejournal.com]

... I don't know. I can't go home. I... [ Nngh. She tugs at her hair, fighting off hysteria. ]

[antlioncyclone.livejournal.com]

[Mewtwo would like you to chill out. Mewtwo doesn't know how to get that to happen! Mewtwo will sit here uncomfortably and blindly guess at an appropriate response.]

A friend will understand.

[aboysface.livejournal.com]

[ Maybe it will help that in the next instant there is no longer a boy, but a woman with blue hair. Though the change doesn't register immediately, and she shakes her head violently. This might be one time it's a good idea to tell her she looks different... ]

[antlioncyclone.livejournal.com]

[dammit

uh

stupid humans and their stupid crises]

Calm down, Xion.