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[ 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!)
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!)
[Action] goddamn I gotta stop doing that.
of awesome, his "memories of her" means her personality, what she looked like, a few choice snapshots of his interactions with her, etc. Which wouldn't necessarily include the other two thirds of the Wonder Trio. She might recall a thing or two if she actually met Goofy, though.Anyhoot, she frowns a little, thinking hard. Her mind goes back to that moment in Agrabah ... and abruptly she winces with a pained gasp, pressing a hand to her head. Sora's memories aren't leaking out anymore, so trying to reach for them is giving her nasty headache, quick. ]
N-Not much.
[Action] Bwahahahaha
[Oh heyheyhey that's a bad sign a bad sign!]
Are you okay?!
[Action] this is all part of your evil plan, isn't it.
but yeah, she's shaking her head, slowly. for a moment she shuts her eyes, pushing the memories away, and the pain dissolves, allowing her expression to clear again. ]
I'm fine... that always used to happen to me, when I remembered something.
[Action] Maaaaaaaaaaybe
[Action] sneaky thing.
[ she winces again, but it's not as bad this time around. ]
But nothing else.
[Action] I am ninja
[That day hadn't been an especially good one.]
[Action]
I don't remember any of that, though. Which is how it should be, anyway. They're your memories in the first place.
[Action]
[Action]
I don't have all of your memories, Sora. Just a few. If I had all of them, something really horrible would happen.
[Action]
What? What would happen?
[Action]
[Action]
...
You know what? We'll just have to make you some memories of your own, then. Here.
[Action]
[Action]