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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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[nowordsrequired.livejournal.com]

[Like spicy popcorn. Don't let it be said that he doesn't have a sense of humor.]

[stillatrap.livejournal.com]

[Xion may have to reassess his opinion of you, Longshot, because apparently you are secretly evil.

Hilarious faces are a go as Xion pops the fire flakes in his mouth, chews... and gags. He's never EVER, not once in his life, had spicy food before, and this is a huuuuuge and kind of unpleasant shock. Coughing and screwing his face up, he fans a hand at his mouth and gives Longshot the most indignant look ever.]

What is that?!

[nowordsrequired.livejournal.com]

[He can't help it, he chuckles at that look. He's probably feel a little bad if he knew Xion had never eaten anything like that before. Even so, he's pulling out his canteen to hand to the other boy.]

Fire flakes.

[stillatrap.livejournal.com]

[just makes a face at him, though he accepts the canteen to take a drink or two and get the taste out of his mouth.]

You could have warned me! Bleh. [sticks his tongue out, still fanning his mouth a little as he hands the canteen back, though the sensation has dulled.] I don't think I've tasted anything quite like that before.

[nowordsrequired.livejournal.com]

[Ah. Faintly apologetic look now.]

[stillatrap.livejournal.com]

[shakes his head, smiling crookedly] It's okay. I mean, there's a first time for everything, right...? [laughs. LONGSHOT HOW DID YOU MAKE HIM FEEL SO MUCH BETTER.]

[nowordsrequired.livejournal.com]

[Heh - he nods to that. He's glad you seem to be in a better mood now too. He offers the fire flakes once more - try again?]

[stillatrap.livejournal.com]

[shakes his head, smiling.] I think I've had enough for one day.

[nowordsrequired.livejournal.com]

[Fair enough - he puts the fire flakes away.

He should probably go, actually. Before he does though, he taps the bow strapped to Xion's shoulder.]

[stillatrap.livejournal.com]

[blinks, then smiles a little.]

I've been practicing. ... [almost embarrassed.] A lot.

[may or may not have late-healing bruises on the inside of his left arm from some initially incorrect technique.]

[nowordsrequired.livejournal.com]

[Uh huhhh... yeah, as glad as he is that Xion's practicing, he probably shouldn't be doing so much of it on his own after only one lesson. The embarrassment only seems to confirm this for Jarroh.

THIS LOOK. Until he sees what exactly you did to warrant such embarrassment.]

[stillatrap.livejournal.com]

[sdgkjsdahl;'fds he's only embarrassed he's been practicing so much without supervision okay?!! sdlkjgh very very sheepish now and kinda looking away, raising his hands in a placating gesture]

Hey, hey, I've just been... with all those monsters I had to fight somehow, so I sorta had a lot of forced practice and maybe the bow string hit my arm sometimes! [a lot of times. but it's not like he felt any pain, so he never really stopped to fix it.]