fourteen | oo1 [ action // accidental voice ]

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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...?

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[ As if on cue, another shiver sweeps over her. She stoops to pick up the journal, then nods feverishly at him. ]

I want to figure out what's going on, but I can't think right while I'm this cold. Is there any place nearby to get warm?

The village isn't too far from here, actually. My suggestion would be to pick up some better clothes first and then figure things out.

[He's totes up to leading, really. Sora made her a "shipmate" before, and the kid's curious.]

[ She just keeps her arms wrapped around herself -- and the journal -- and nods. ]

Okay. But I have a lot of questions once we get wherever it is we're going.

[ Once he starts leading, she'll just follow. She trusts him as much as anyone right now. ]

A village ... are there a lot of other people here?

[He nods as well, leading her out of the forest and to the village.]

Oh, plenty. People show up from different worlds all the time. You might recognize some of them.

[ Wow, no kidding. She stares at the village in curious wonder for a moment, actually stopping, before remembering hey we're walking now and trotting to catch up with him. ]

Really? Like who?

Well...

[That's fine, he'll let her catch up before heading over to the clothes shop]

There's Roxas. Sora and Kairi are around, too.

[ of all the names to list, he lists those three. Xion stops dead again, but only for a second, trying to cover for her shock and failing. her expression quickly clouds over, troubled ]

Um ... anyone else?

Plenty. Axel, Xigbar, a few other Organization members, I think.

[...yeah. Totally noticing that.]

Something up?

[ she's very bad at hiding her emotions, yeah. she looks visibly worried, head bowed. ]

...... I don't know how I'm going to face them. It's ...

[ she presses a hand to her face, momentarily shutting her eyes ]

I'm not supposed to be here.

[... Huh. Well, that's never a good sign. Riku frowns a bit, unsure of what to think of this.]

Xion, chances are you're not the only one. Even people who die can show up here.

But why aren't you?

... shouldn't you know?

[ she says it slowly, already suspecting something is off here, but not quite sure what. ]

[He we go~]

Xion, that's just it. I'm from the past.

... but how?

Same way Sora and Kairi are a year ahead of me and Roxas is probably ahead of you.

[and he shrugs again]

It might not make sense, but it's true.

... this is so strange.

[ she looks away from him, struggling to just ... process this. ]

If you're from the past, how do you even know who I am?

Because you were here before, Xion. You might not remember it, but you were.

[...they're still out in the cold.]

C'mon, let's get inside. We can talk more once you get some better clothes on.

[ holy hell I need to just. PROCESS. she'll just nod, letting him lead the way while she attempts mental gymnastics trying to make all of this work in her head. ]

[Right, right. He'll lead her right into the shop, then. Yay for being out of the cold.]

[ 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. ]

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.]

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?

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.

[ 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.

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