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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.)
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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