fourteen | oo1 [ action // accidental voice ]

[ Waking up in a forest in a white sundress when it's cold and snowing is no fun at all, especially when she is dead certain she's not supposed to be here at all. She's clutching the journal she found to her chest as she makes her slow way through the trees, shivering violently. Every so often she stops and sets the journal down so she can cast a Fire spell to try and warm her hands a bit. She's desperate to find some shelter, anywhere she can get out of this cold and just have a moment to think through what the heck is happening here.

But she has no idea where she's going, and finally she stops, letting a few particularly hard shivers pass before she looks down at the journal in her arms. Her musings are a little muddled by her teeth chattering, yes. ]

I don't understand... I'm n-n-not supposed to be here, and I don't even know what happened to my clothes, or what this little book is for.

[ And she glances over her shoulder, frowning softly. ]

And I've g-g-got these wings ... last time I checked, I definitely didn't have wings.

[ Heaving a sigh, she hugs the journal close to her chest again, and rubs a hand up and down one arm, staring at the sky. ]

W-W-What's going on...?

(ooc; I tried, but alas. spoilers abound in comments!)

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[ there is something amiss with that reply. ] ... Roxas, tell me the truth. What do you really remember?

[ ohhhh that's so much better. she'll fight off a few last shivers, then stare around, blinking. ]

What is this?

The clothing shop, where else?

[he'll step in further]

Chances are your cloak is around here somewhere.

But why would they have my things?!

[ so bewildered, but poppet will strike off on her own, too, searching. her expression seems kind of stuck in "what the hell is going on here" mode. ]

I know of them, yeah.

Why would they have you? I think it's best not to question things too much, really.

[He'll follow her around. She does seem pretty lost, after all.]

Unfortunately we number only seven, and that a number without any true leadership.

So no Xemnas ... what about Saix?

[ there is no tone in my voice. there is absolutely no inflection of any kind of concern at all. you are ~imagining~ things. ]

He left.

Why not?

[ searching, searching -- bingo! hi coat I missed you so. the rest of her uniform - shirt, pants, boots, gloves - is nearby as well. she scoops it all up in her arms. ]

So can I just ... take this?

... what do you mean? Who are they, anyway?

Because half of what happens here doesn't even make sense, especially the experiments.

[aaand he nods]

That's right. There's no munny here, so everything's free, basically.

Not a lot. We were friends, we went on missions a lot, and you, me, and Axel would go to the tower a lot to eat ice cream before we would RTC.

Oh.

[ yaaaaaaaaaay-- I mean. ]

Okay.

They're called the Malnosso. Creepy scientist types, mostly.

[ she's surprised, actually, and it comes through in her voice. ] You remember all of that? I just don't understand ... Roxas, you aren't supposed to remember me at all. Not you, not Axel, not anyone.

However, there have been documented cases of individuals returned to this place after a span of time. The times vary, but nonetheless the possibility does exist.

Yeah, that's what I heard but...I don't know, it's weird. When you were here the first time, I didn't remember anything. Then I started remembering little things. I don't remember anything else beyond that though.

[ oh she does not like that. ] What do you mean, "experiments?"

[ and that just makes her suspicious. ] If I don't have to pay for it, why did it all end up in some store in the first place? I don't think I like this. ... plus I need a place to change.

[ paaaaause. so much dnw, here. ] What do they want with us?

Well, every month or so there's an experiment. The last one made people switch bodies, just to name an example.

[...Oh Xion.]

There should be a changing room around here somewhere.

No one really knows.

[ NOT SO YAY. ]

I've been told I was here before ... not that I remember it. There's something weird about that, though. Everyone keeps saying that people appear and disappear ... like they don't have a choice. I mean, I didn't have a choice either, but I still don't understand how that's possible.

[ ... ] I really don't think I like this place.

Okay. [ she'll go off a'searching again, then, and slip into the changing room once she finds it. give her a moment, plz. ]

... is Namine here?

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