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[fourteen]

... 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.]

(ooc; details here. replies will be from stillatrap!)

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[private]

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

That Sokka's not the one everyone remembers.

Whatever he says -- maybe it's the truth to him, but don't take his shitty word for it, either.

[private]

[stillatrap.livejournal.com]

... but you remember me as a girl. Everyone remembers me as a girl. What if he's right? I just...

[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.

[private]

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

And the Sokka we all know isn't some womanizing shithead, either.

[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.

[private]

[stillatrap.livejournal.com]

[... even Xion is noticing how strange this is, considering how irritated Sanji seemed before. he blows out a breath.]

... 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?

[private]

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

I understand. [he exhales smoke through a grunt]

It's one shitty thing after another.