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[ Xion had walked into the clothing store in the village square as her normal self. Just a sixteen year old Poppet picking up some warmer clothes for winter, nothing new.

She darts back outside just a minute later, looking deeply bewildered and rather ... different. For one, she's suddenly three inches taller than she was a moment ago, and somehow her hair has grown to hang a good four inches past her shoulders. Not to mention she seems to have filled out that teenage body of hers. This is definitely a woman, one who seems to be in roughly her mid twenties.

Considering she was just in the clothing store, she's dressed rather impractically for the weather in loose, flowing black pants and a black camisole. It's an outfit more appropriate for working out in... and given the bow she has in her hands and the quiver of arrows on her back, it looks like that's what she was just doing.

An arrow is now nocked on that bow as she stares around in growing alarm, before her eyes narrow in thought and frustration. Down goes the bow, and the arrow goes back in its quiver.

Give her a moment or two, and she'll have darted back into the clothing store to grab a coat before heading to the fountain, bow once again over her chest, reading her journal as she goes.

When she speaks, her voice has changed a little, too -- it's only slightly lower, but somehow she just sounds older. ]

This isn't... this isn't the Luceti I was just in. Just a second ago it was summer, and I'd been... it doesn't matter.

[ this young woman is frowning rather severely at her journal, her mind obviously working a mile a minute as she thinks. ]

... is there something strange going on? Can anyone tell me when this is? What year is it? Something doesn't seem right.

[ there's a pause, now, and a little bit of anxiety as she proceeds. ] ... is everyone still--? ... dad? Axel, Roxas? ... Riku?

[ unconsciously, Xion raises a hand, pressing her fingers to her mouth in worry and in thought. The observant may notice that there seems to be a plain gold band around her ring finger. Surely that can't be a wedding ring? She'll drop her hand before you can get a closer look, though. ]

Please, tell me what's going on.

[1) different bracket style just because. but also to cut down on the length of this thing.

2) she looks something like this, only with the hair midway down her chest instead. spoiler as to who she married. 8|

3) all replies will come from

reactualized and y'all better appreciate because making that shit took FOREVER. also please do comment here if you want Xion to have knowledge of a future version of your character!

4) I'm tagging like a beast EVERYWHERE right now, please do ping me if I missed something somewhere.]

(edit; WHOOPS I just realized there's a bit of a time discrepancy in some threads, as to what time of the year it was when Xion was poofed back. :|a gonna just handwave it. sorry!)

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[Way to soften him up.

That's not the reason he smiles, though. That's a result of him being struck silent again - the added weight of maturity ... truly suits her.

You really grew up, Xion. And that makes him all the more proud]

Alright, you've sold me.

I'm not trying to sell you! [ she laughs. ] Really, I guess he sold me.

... and just so you know, Axel and Roxas were of course at the wedding. [ the corner of her mouth quirks, remembering their faces. ] It was just... well, it's supposed to be the father who gives his daughter away, right? [ tiny smile. ]

Yeeeeeeeees~! The father taking his little girl down the aisle~! [Excite Sanji is excite]

[ that makes her laugh. Sanji being Sanji will always put her at ease. with everything that's going on... ] ... it's good to see you, dad. After-- [ a beat, and her hand gets halfway up to her mouth before she pauses. then she headtilts at him, a question in her eyes.

what should I be calling you? ]

[He grins, looking rather pleased, despite how jarring the name is for him. He figures he'll get used to it for a week or two]

Don't stop on my account. I don't mind.

[ that makes her really smile. ] Okay. It'll be a little easier on me. [ a quiet laugh.

finally, a shiver catches up with her, and she pulls her coat a little tighter, making a face. ]

I should get some warmer clothing. Where were you headed, anyway? All Blue?

[It's not difficult figuring out what she means. Or the implications that come with it.

He wouldn't rename unless he felt that--]

... Yeah. Though it's still called Seventh Heaven. [He smiles, not letting the anxiety touch his face]

Wanna hit the clothing store?

... oh! right, I should have realized... [ though now she looks a little uncertain. she saw the look that passed over his face, but it happened so quickly she's not certain if she just imagined it or not. was that the wrong thing to say? is he upset? not that he'd ever show it if he were... ]

Um, sure, if it's not out of your way.

Of course not~! It's not everyday I get to spend time with an older Xion-chan~!

[He moves right along, like nothing did happen.]

... okay, dad. [ she smiles a little lopsidedly at him, still not quite sure what just happened ... but she does start heading for the clothing store. ]

You haven't seen any of my other friends today, have you? Mostly the ones from my world. I'm still going to have to explain this to everyone... [ frowns thoughtfully at her ring. ] And if I remember correctly ... I don't think Roxas and Axel are going to be too happy about it.

No, no one besides the crew and a few costumers.

You sure you wanna explain the wedding? [Because no, they won't be happy about it at all. Sanji took it damn well, but he's a shade more understanding half the time.]

[ glances sideways at him, then nods firmly, her expression serious. ]

Yes, I am. I refuse to be ashamed of it, or my husband, no matter how they feel about it. I don't want to keep a secret something that makes me so happy. [ with a quiet sigh, she looks forward again, then up at the sky. ] He's worth it.

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