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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)

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[aboysface.livejournal.com]

[ ... well that's an odd question. It catches her rather by surprise, the sadness evaporating from her expression as she blinks at him. Then she looks a little thoughtful, headtilting as she stares off into some middle distance. ]

The very first time? ... he was still new here. We walked around the village and just talked for a long time... I was helping him find a place to stay. [ She smiles at the memory. Gosh, it's been a long time since she thought of that. Even then, their very first meeting, he was so easy to talk to... ]

[soracles.livejournal.com]

[he appears to be mulling that over for a few minutes, silent... silent... then he just shakes his head, looking quite satisfied with her answer.]

That's not any memory of mine. And as far as I'm concerned, Xion, as long as you've got memories of your own, it doesn't matter who or where you came from. You have the right to keep the memories you've got, and to make more.

[Sora doesn't remember it, but he'd already promised something similar to the girl Xion looks like right now. they'd meet the proper way. make their own memories. maybe somehow, unconsciously, that's why the idea comes so easily to him.]

[aboysface.livejournal.com]

[ She stops.

She just ... stops. She stops walking. And she stares at him. With eyes that are wide, and suddenly overbright.

Before he can get too far, she'll catch back up -- assuming he kept going -- and throw her arms around him.

To make more....

To live her own life. Her very own life. ]

[soracles.livejournal.com]

[Sora doesn't stumble, but he is surprised by the embrace-- though one would think he'd be used to it after Kairi hit him head-on with a hug, and heck, even after Tron pulled him into one. he stands there silently for a few brief seconds, not... really sure how to react at first, before it occurs to him that Xion probably needs the reassurance of a returned hug. Sora twists around as best as he can and hugs her back.]

[he's a good hugger, just a bit slow on the uptake sometimes.]