fourteen: (blush → I'm a king without a crown)
[XIV] Xion ([personal profile] fourteen) wrote2010-10-23 07:05 am

oo23 [ voice // action ]

[ Sometime during the night, the Malnosso robots dumped Xion off where they'd picked her up -- square in the middle of town. There and gone, quick as you please, leaving an unconscious girl behind.

However, she quickly comes to, stirring blearily and slowly sitting up. ]


Where....?

[ And then her eyes go wide. Something looks ... different. At this time of night -- or morning, really -- the sun is only just barely starting to come up, turning the sky a deep, dark blue. It's just light enough to see by, but can't properly be called morning yet.

And in this mock twilight, Xion sees that Luceti suddenly seems horribly familiar yet bizarre at the same time. She sits stunned for a moment, unable to process what she's seeing, then looks over her shoulder at the fountain.

What she sees makes her yelp. ]


Whoa! But that's... what is... no way! I'm still in Luceti, right? But how...

[ This is too strange. Xion locates her journal, conveniently nearby as always, and immediately starts talking into it, too curious and excited to really stop and care about the fact that she just got back. ]

Axel! Roxas! Are you guys awake? Have you seen the town yet? It looks -- it looks so much like Halloween Town! I thought I was actually there when I woke up...

[ Xion looks away from the journal to stare in wonder around the spooky town. Finally, she stands, a smile spreading across her face. ]

I wonder what all this is about...

[ Another pause. Then Xion gives another abrupt shout of surprise and drops her journal, unable to stop herself from exclaiming aloud ]

What am I wearing?!
Are these... are these bunny ears...?

(ooc; this, ftr. also, she happens to be covered in bruises, which is much more apparent with all that skin bared. she'll be noticing it belatedly in threads instead of here in the post proper. don't worry; at least she didn't feel any pain, right? :|b

ps this is going up more or less in real time, at 6:30 in the morning or so.

also will be getting to tags here and on her last post when I actually get home from work. /RUNS)
consultmybooks: (Get Out)

Re: [Voice]

[personal profile] consultmybooks 2010-10-25 03:05 am (UTC)(link)
It's not, no.

...but sometimes I forget that it is for some people. Sorry.
consultmybooks: (Lost)

Re: [Voice]

[personal profile] consultmybooks 2010-10-25 03:18 am (UTC)(link)
...I think I do, actually.

Most of my friends from home are here. Including...one I never thought I'd see again. And there are a lot of people here that I'm glad to have met.

But, unfortunately, I know there's a lot due to happen to me back home, as well.
consultmybooks: (Music Man)

Re: [Voice]

[personal profile] consultmybooks 2010-10-26 02:01 am (UTC)(link)
Some of it is very good.

...some of it isn't.
consultmybooks: (Thoughtful)

Re: [Voice]

[personal profile] consultmybooks 2010-10-26 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
Yes, there are. [He's been focusing a lot on the bright side] And I'm...trying to fix the bad, while I'm here.
consultmybooks: (Deeply Concerned)

Re: [Voice]

[personal profile] consultmybooks 2010-10-26 03:18 am (UTC)(link)
Buffy tells me that people forget everything when they're sent home. [Which still depresses him greatly] But the friend I'm trying to help is here as well, so yes. We can hope.

[He shakes himself off after a second] Still. We have an experiment to deal with. I should be more worried about that instead.