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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)
lmfao all of you as if I mind lateness, I am the QUEEN of late
In the space of an instant Xion has wormed her way under a bench to hide, at least until she can locate the source of that--
... shriek.
... Fenimore.
Oh god, why did it have to be Fenimore? Oh god, no, please ... this isn't fair. Will Fenimore even still talk to her after this? Who'd want to be friends with a monster anyway....?
Under that bench, Xion curls her clawed hands over her head and simply cowers like a scared puppy, hoping vaguely that Fenimore will go away and leave her to her shame. ]
1/2 I CHALLENGE YOU FOR THAT TITLE
It also makes her stop and consider her intended strategy (RUN RUN RUN RUN). Maybe it's domesticated, or a herbavore. After all, when she first encountered a deer, she had thought they would be dangerous, what with those huge horn things. After all, a lot of animals in her world are weird
though apparantly they have ottersand many are much more aggressive than they have a right to be. But animals here seem less universally out for blood. They also talk more, which is a little weird, but she tries to deal with that as best she can.She kneels and tilts to try to glance underneath the bench. ...That looks like textbook cowering to her. Maybe this is someone's pet. It is in the middle of the village, after all.
...It might be worth trying to retrieve as much of those groceries as she can. Okay, cautiously, slowly walking towards the dropped bag again. ] Good...boy...?
...wow, save for the 1/2, I've used that exact line in a title just yesterday.
... what title were you challenging for...
Xion shifts uncomfortably, but does as she is told, not moving from her spot ... though she does move her arms down so she can lift her head and watch. ]
...queen of late tagbacks, so about the same title.
Okay, no getting overconfident. She keeps looking up at Xion as she crouches by her bag and sorts through the bag. ...Ugh, the pickle jar broke and now everything is covered in dill juice.
During one of her times looking up, she muses out loud. ] I wonder if you're someone's pet. They shouldn't let you wander about on your own like that. [ She says despite her own recent difficulties with her own pet bird.... ]
.... lmfao go us, we are awesome.
Oh, if a Dusk could grumble. Xion just shakes her head. ]
yaaaay late except no.
Easy, boy. I'm not going to hurt.... [ Wait, why not try what had worked the last time? ] Stay.
... |Db
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Okay, not a pet, then. Uh. [ Some kind of...shapeshifter? ]
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Oh.
... recognize that voice, Fenimore? ]
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Wait. ]
Xion? [ ...You look like a boy. ]
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