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[ It is a dizzy, sick, and weak Xion that finally manages to make her way back into town after having been dropped off at the outskirts by her generous mallynappers. She'd so rather much not be out in the open right now, but she needs help and she knows it. The farthest she can make it is the fountain in the center of the village. That's where she collapses, curling up in a ball on the ground, leaning back against it.

For the first time in months, she's in full Organization regalia. She'd started to leave off the gloves and the dark cloak, just opting for the plain black uniform underneath and a different coat. But now it's all back, and the hood is up, the cowl hiding her hair and eyes in its shadow. Considering she never has her face covered these days, it's pretty obvious she's hiding for a reason.

She's shivering. Maybe if she curls up in a tiny enough ball and keeps her hands pressed down over her head -- maybe if she hides well enough -- no one will see her before she can gather up the strength to get the hell out of here. ]

(ooc; oh christ. I love you all but BED. tags tomorrow.)

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[As Kratos is walking about, doing his own sort of patrol for his missing charge, he sees this lump of black against the fountain. He'd usually walk on and ignore her, figuring she was just down on her luck, but something about her mana signature makes him stop. He won't say a word, though. Only study her.]

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[ ... hey, she remembers him. kind of starts when she sees him looking at her, lifting her head. if he's perceptive, and he's ever run into Sora, something about her will feel very, very similar to him, right now. too much so to be normal or right, but it's fading.

his staring makes her feel kind of strange, though. she shifts a little, sort of wanting to call out, but isn't very good at making the words come. ]

[salvationfound.livejournal.com]

[He's never spoken to Sora, but he's likely passed him by a couple of times. And since Kratos takes a note of most mana signatures, something does feel vaguely familiar. And odd. Because it definitely isn't Sora - that isn't the body of a male, after all.

Of course, he knows that his staring can be a bit unnerving. Curiosity and concern wins out, and he breaks his gaze as he starts to walk over to her.]

... Are you all right?

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[ If it were worse, she'd have a male's face, at least. She's lucky the Malnosso's experiment has mostly worn off by now.

looking up at him makes her hood fall back a little, so it slips back enough to reveal her face and some of her hair. she's very pale and on the thin side, but otherwise seems alright. gives her head a small, slow shake. ]

... the Malnosso ... I only just got back.

[salvationfound.livejournal.com]

[... Ah, so it's her. He'd met her before. Kratos looks to either side of him, then kneels down by her. He won't ask what the Malnosso had done to her, either, even if the odd mana signature begs for him to do so.]

Then you'll need your rest. Perhaps in an environment better suited for such a thing.

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I'm-- I'll be fine to move again in a few minutes...

[salvationfound.livejournal.com]

...

[He settles beside her, back against the fountain, and looks up at the sky.]

Very well.

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[ woah what. hey wait a second that was so not what she meant. she's definitely startled when he sits next to her, stammering a little trying to come up with an excuse. but then she just sort of ... trails off and smiles, wrapping her arms around her knees as she looks at him. ]

... what's your name, by the way? I never asked back then.

[salvationfound.livejournal.com]

I am Kratos. [He takes his gaze off of the sky to look down at her now, politely so.] And yourself?

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Xion. ... thanks for waiting with me, Kratos. You really don't have to, if you have someplace else to be...