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... you know, it looks like everything is back to normal, but... something still feels weird, to me. I can't quite put my finger on it, though. Is anyone else noticing something strange going on...?
Then again, considering Luceti, there's always something strange going on.
[This one is out and about in town, a bow slung over his shoulder and his journal in his hand as he talks into it. Despite his much shorter, choppier hair and two new inches of height, he's very recognizably Xion -- the eyes and face give him away.
But unlike his female counterpart, he's got on black pants and a black t-shirt; no color to be found here. He'll be wandering here and there in town, inspecting the lack-of-damage and the lack-of-monster-rain.]
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Then again, considering Luceti, there's always something strange going on.
[This one is out and about in town, a bow slung over his shoulder and his journal in his hand as he talks into it. Despite his much shorter, choppier hair and two new inches of height, he's very recognizably Xion -- the eyes and face give him away.
But unlike his female counterpart, he's got on black pants and a black t-shirt; no color to be found here. He'll be wandering here and there in town, inspecting the lack-of-damage and the lack-of-monster-rain.]
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[he sets the journal down on the ground beside him. Sanji might get a side glimpse of Xion wrestling off his bow, since it got tangled up in his shirt, and then yanking said shirt off so he can wring it out. Noooothing strange about this at all, nope. At least, Xion doesn't seem to think so, since he keeps talking.]
He's that strong, huh? I mean, I figured, from when I saw him fight... I wasn't even going to try. I was just trying to figure out the best way to run and lose him, since he was chasing me... the river just seemed like a good idea at the time. [a quiet chuckle] At least until I got water up my nose.
[pause. he understands from what Sanji's saying that there must have been a fight.] ... you didn't get hurt, did you?
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I think you'll recover from a little water. [It's far better than what Naoki would've done to him.
And Sanji's first inclination is to deny any injuries, out of habit. It's an effort to fight it]
Nothing I couldn't handle. Isamu was around to heal me.
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Okay. Jeez, what a mess. I hope this all ends soon and everything gets cleared up. Even if it means I'm not a boy anymore. Poor Naoki...
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... You think it'll bother you being a girl again?
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then he shakes his head.] Not really. I mean, if I really was a girl, then going back to being a girl would feel normal, right? Just like being a boy feels normal right now. It's weird, but... it doesn't bother me that much. At least until differences come up... [frowns unhappily. damn youuuu, Sokkaaaa.
feeling morose drives him to his feet, heading in the general direction of home. he's still pretty wet and wants to at least get dry.]
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He catches that soured expression, Xion, while you're talking. It practically mirrors the one he's making on the inside]
Differences?
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frowns a little bit, looking down at the journal quietly for a moment, trying to figure out how to word this. finally he just goes with the blunt route.]
Sokka's a jerk, basically.
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That shithead?
Kick him in the balls next time for both of us. You'll feel better. [Why yes, Sanji just endorsed violence.
Guess who Sokka pissed off, too?
Oh yes, and that first part:]
Will do.
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you know, endorsing violence and all.
he actually stops walking he's so surprised. and then he abruptly bursts out laughing.]
D-Don't tempt me! [loling so bad]
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What did he say to you?
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... something about the day we met. Remember that experiment where everyone was falling in love? Far as I remember, Sokka and I met by the fountain and just talked for a while. He was pretty nice and we got along just fine. That's how we started being friends.
But... since he remembers me as a girl... he said he gave me two of those flowers. The ones that made you kiss people. [frowning in earnest, now.] ... he wouldn't tell me exactly what happened, so ... now I don't know what to think. And I don't... with Riku, and everything... [trails off. he doesn't know how to say, precisely, that he's worried he cheated on his girlfriend, because he doesn't know the terms to use. but the sentiment is there.]
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Whatever he says -- maybe it's the truth to him, but don't take his shitty word for it, either.
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[kicks a rock. just kind of sullen, now.]
I trusted him, Sanji. With the fight and everything. I don't want to find out I trusted a jerk who can be cruel.
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[How did he get stuck defending Sokka of all people? This week can not get strange-- alright, he's taking that thought back immediately. Stop thinking, idiot]
You trusted the right guy, Xion. That guy just isn't his usual self right now.
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... it's okay, you don't have to... I know. It's just... [runs a hand over his hair.] This isn't even the most messed up thing Luceti has ever done. I mean, the last few weeks have proved that. I guess all of this is just like rubbing salt in the wound, you know?
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It's one shitty thing after another.