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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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[He's keeping his eyes away from that ring. It's obvious that he's on-edge, just from the tenseness in his posture.]

[ ... what's got him so riled up? Xion just watches him cautiously, her expression folding into something a little troubled.

Wait, expression? Oh, yeah. She's Roxas now. Say hi, Riku. ]

Roxas?

[No, that can't be right. Not if he's got...]

... what?

[ ... ah. She can speak, now. Her eyebrows draw down further, and she lifts a hand over her mouth, staring at the ground. ]

[Not Roxas. Not with that voice...

He averts his eyes.]

It's what you look like right now, Xion.

[Tense? You bet.]

[ You want to talk tense? You ain't got nothing on the expression she's suddenly got on her face, Riku, as her eyes dart back to you. There's horror and shame and tension and a whole mess of dark, awful feelings. Her shoulders go stiff. ]

I look ... like Roxas?

[ She turns her head away, staring off to the side once more ... before her gaze slides back to him, sideways, without turning her head. ] ... I don't know what's happening to me.

Probably the Malnosso's idea of a sick joke.

[He's seen them do pretty weird stuff in the past, but this takes the cake.]

[ An unhappy smile drags up the corners of her mouth. ]

A sick joke... yeah. That's exactly it.

[ She does not look at him. ]

... I should probably ... [ Go? Go where? Home? The place they both live? She squeezes her eyes shut, realizing her mistake and feeling frustrated for it. ]

I'll go. It's fine.

[He's already turning away. Yup.]

... you always do this.

[ She sounds bitter. But she makes no move to stop him. ]