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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]

[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.

[aboysface.livejournal.com]

Would you be calm if you were--

[ She'd gestured broadly as she yelled, and in so doing she noticed that ... her perspective has changed, a little. She pauses, and looks down at herself. And jumps, a little. ]

... Aqua ...?

[ A pause, then ... she cautiously relaxes. Just a bit. A tiny bit. ]

... Aqua's better than Sora, at least. [ ... ] Sorry, Mewtwo.

[antlioncyclone.livejournal.com]

[Yeah, I would and was, and that's why I'm just not getting your issue here. Massive communication failures all over this thing.]

Hfft.

It's fine.

[even if I do think you were being incredibly silly]

[aboysface.livejournal.com]

[ Yeah she senses that. And feels kind of embarrassed. ] ... Sorry. It's ... I'm ...

[ ... of all the people -- creatures -- in this place, Mewtwo is one of the least likely to judge her, and she knows it. ]

... I'm a Replica. Of that boy... of Sora. So ... I don't really ... it's kind of scary when I look like him.

[antlioncyclone.livejournal.com]

[Replica. I keep hearing that word and I get the feeling that it has very different implications than "clone".

Note: look into this shit.

And Mewtwo is looking, though not as much into shit as at Xion's current form - trying to get a feel for what this all means to her, by listening and watching carefully and even briefly opening up what limited psychic senses he has.

He's quiet for a moment, head tilting downwards reflexively.]

...I think I understand.

[aboysface.livejournal.com]

... this used to happen at home. People would look at me and they'd see different things ... different people. I'm still not entirely sure why. I think it's because of the memories I was made out of... [ she shakes her head. to this day, she hasn't drawn the actual connection to Sora himself, instead of just the indirect link to the memories of his that she possesses. ] ... it happened here too when some new people from my world showed up. But ... it's never been this bad. So many different people at once... it doesn't make any sense.

[ ... rambling. She knows she is but ... nngh. It's scary and maybe knowing why it was happening would make it less so. ]

[antlioncyclone.livejournal.com]

[Mewtwo nods as he listens.]

And it disturbs you - your appearance changing like this?

[aboysface.livejournal.com]

... twice before when I turned into Sora, it ... it meant that ... that something really bad was happening. Something ... we weren't ever able to stop. [ She can't quite bring herself to the truth. Not quite. ] So ... when I look like him, I'm reminded of those bad things, and ... I get scared. [ a helpless shrug. ] The rest of it wouldn't be so bad if it didn't make me think something was wrong with me.

[antlioncyclone.livejournal.com]

Hrmmmm.

There's never any fault in "what" a creature is. No right or wrong. Just being.

[aboysface.livejournal.com]

... you make that sound so easy. [ her smile is very sad. ]

[antlioncyclone.livejournal.com]

[that's because humans complicate everything]

It's what I know.