fourteen: (struggle → to fit the melody)
[XIV] Xion ([personal profile] fourteen) wrote2010-11-04 02:31 am

oo24 [ voice // action for housemates ]

[ Xion sits down to make this post in her room, quietly unhappy about it, but knowing she has to persevere. He wouldn't want her to be sad, she knows it.

She'll have to find a new teacher.

But Xion finds she just can't sit still, and rises, speaking as she moves down the hall. ]


For anyone who knew him... Longshot has...

[ then she notices something. Sora's door is slightly ajar, and the inside of the room...

as if entranced, Xion slows, then moves towards it, giving a gentle push. ]


Gone ...

[ it's empty. the room is empty, completely bare of any sign that Sora was ever there. ]

... home.

[ and that's it. Xion has lowered her journal, giving an upside-down view of the wall through the journal's camera as she stares at this empty room.

it takes a moment -- a long, numb, endlessly empty moment that may go on for two or even three minutes -- for Xion to sink to her knees. only then does she finally, slightly, come back to her senses. she adds her final statement in a voice that, while even, is just barely above a whisper. ]


And ... and Sora ... Sora has also ... gone home.

[ if heartbreak had a sound, it would sound like her voice. for anyone who replies to her over the journals, it will be some time before she responds. housemates will likely get to her first. ]

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[identity profile] oda-hates-me.livejournal.com 2010-11-07 12:18 am (UTC)(link)
[Are you alright? Except you're obviously not.

You want some company? It's not as if she doesn't have her best friends to grieve with her.

And he's silent the entire time, weighing each thought carefully before he finds what he wants to say]


If you're not busy later, I could use some company.

[Voice]

[identity profile] oda-hates-me.livejournal.com 2010-11-07 01:16 am (UTC)(link)
Two hours from now? [He's worried that might be pushing it, but--

He's willing to bet she wants out of her house for a while]


You can meet me at my place.
Edited 2010-11-07 01:16 (UTC)

[Action]

[identity profile] oda-hates-me.livejournal.com 2010-11-09 12:38 am (UTC)(link)
[He'll be waiting there either way, getting lost in his thoughts and grudgingly reflecting on last week.]

[Action]

[identity profile] oda-hates-me.livejournal.com 2010-11-09 03:59 am (UTC)(link)
[Sanji takes one look at her and ushers her inside, the door quickly closed by his foot.

He's half-tempted to offer her a nap, not a hug.]


Thirsty? [Gotta get formalities out of the way first]

[Action]

[identity profile] oda-hates-me.livejournal.com 2010-11-09 04:46 am (UTC)(link)
[He sends her a thoughtful glance; he expected her to reject the offer.

He's more than happy to accommodate the request, though. There's something reassuring about keeping his hands busy and taking care of someone else]


Alright, I'll get some tea ready for us. [A nod towards the kitchen, indicating she should follow]

[Action]

[identity profile] oda-hates-me.livejournal.com 2010-11-09 04:56 am (UTC)(link)
[And he gets to cook for her? Well he brightens considerably.]

Of course! Anything you're in the mood for? Or just whatever's quickest?

[He'll get to that last part in a second]

[Action]

[identity profile] oda-hates-me.livejournal.com 2010-11-09 05:49 am (UTC)(link)
[Alright, then he'll default to sandwiches. He gets out the bread, the meats - ham and salami - some feta cheese and pepper jack and a tiny bit of mozzarella, decides against any dressing for now, and eventually settles on throwing a fried egg into the mix. Something quick and hot.

He only asks one question as he works to put the sandwich together]


How's everyone coping at your house?

[Action]

[identity profile] oda-hates-me.livejournal.com 2010-11-09 06:45 am (UTC)(link)
[He distantly recognizes it's a different matter for them, from what he knows about Sora, and the role he plays to Xion...

But at the heart of the matter, yeah - it's still the same. He can't imagine how the crew would immediately fare without their captain. And he's been in Luceti the longest, too.

He offers no words to that - there's nothing to say besides "sorry", and that doesn't cut it. It just makes everything hurt, sometimes.

When he does speak up again, it's to announce her sandwich is done, as is the jasmine tea he'd put on the stove. He places both on the table and takes her coat and scarf, giving her shoulder a tiny squeeze before he goes off to put them away.]

[Action] I regret nothing 8]

[identity profile] oda-hates-me.livejournal.com 2010-11-10 08:44 am (UTC)(link)
[He won't say much. In fact, he won't say anything. That she's eaten something keeps the remarks to himself. Rather, he takes up a spot next to the table, half-sitting on the edge (ha, table manners). He considers a smoke before deciding better of it - not while she's eating and clearly lost in her head - so instead that leaves him glancing at her in thoughtful silence.

As much as he wonders what she's thinking, he doesn't feel like pressing any more than Xion might want to be pressed. Sometimes, silence is better]

[Action] 8D

[identity profile] oda-hates-me.livejournal.com 2010-11-11 02:20 am (UTC)(link)
[he returns the smile with one of his own]

Feeling a little better?

[Action]

[identity profile] oda-hates-me.livejournal.com 2010-11-11 06:30 am (UTC)(link)
It's called Jasmine - one of Brook's favorites.

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[identity profile] oda-hates-me.livejournal.com 2010-11-13 01:51 am (UTC)(link)
... Y'know, if you're tired, you can crash here for a few hours on the couch.

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