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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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[stillatrap.livejournal.com]

... right now, Roxas, I need to think. [once again, he starts walking away.] Alone.

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[perplexme]

...oh. Well, come find me when you're done with that, okay?

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[stillatrap.livejournal.com]

[why you gotta make this hard, man? finally Xion hesitates, glancing back over his shoulder with brows knitted up. should he stay? but it will only eat at him that Roxas doesn't remember being his best friend. frowning unhappily, he nods.]

Yeah, I will.

[and departs. when precisely he'll actually keep that promise is up for debate.]