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oo27 [ voice // action ]
[ The moment the experiment ended, and Xion found herself once again in the body of a teenager, one single thought had occurred to her with absolute urgency and clarity:
I have to get out of here.
And so she had, taking the time only to grab some warm articles of clothing before bolting out of the house and north, into the woods.
Once safely out of sight of the village, she'd searched idly for a while until she found a tree she could climb up into, then done just that, settling herself back against the tree's trunk for a long, desperately needed Think.
It's about three hours later when she finally pulls out the journal she'd managed to grab on her mad dash out the door and address a few people who ... well, she needs to talk things over with. ]
( Sanji | Locked 100% )
... Sanji ... I have something I need to ask you.
( Naoki and Richard | Locked 100% )
I-- [ a pause. ] ... how are both of you?
( Wolfwood | Locked 85% )
[ this is going to be a bit blunt, since she can't say she knows him that well, but ... but. they're friends, right? ]
Have you spoken to Vash yet? Is he... um, better?
( Crona | Locked 50% )
Hey, where are you? You okay?
( Giles | Locked 100% )
[ Xion makes this filter, and then pauses for a long few minutes. It's hard to begin to know what to say. But it might be best to start with the most straightforward question. ]
Hey. How are you?
[ once her filters are done, Xion will continue to chill in her tree for about another hour, pondering her ring-less hand and severely depleted charm bracelet. then she'll make her way down and into the village, though she won't go home. She'll swing by the Straw Hat house to see if anybody she knows is in, then head into the village proper, wandering aimlessly and obviously avoiding home. feel free to run into her anywhere in town ... however, she'll be particularly evasive of anyone in the KH crew, especially Riku and Roxas. She will bolt if she sees either boy. Sorry, guys. ]
(ooc; of course, backdated to the end of the event!)
I have to get out of here.
And so she had, taking the time only to grab some warm articles of clothing before bolting out of the house and north, into the woods.
Once safely out of sight of the village, she'd searched idly for a while until she found a tree she could climb up into, then done just that, settling herself back against the tree's trunk for a long, desperately needed Think.
It's about three hours later when she finally pulls out the journal she'd managed to grab on her mad dash out the door and address a few people who ... well, she needs to talk things over with. ]
( Sanji | Locked 100% )
... Sanji ... I have something I need to ask you.
( Naoki and Richard | Locked 100% )
I-- [ a pause. ] ... how are both of you?
( Wolfwood | Locked 85% )
[ this is going to be a bit blunt, since she can't say she knows him that well, but ... but. they're friends, right? ]
Have you spoken to Vash yet? Is he... um, better?
( Crona | Locked 50% )
Hey, where are you? You okay?
( Giles | Locked 100% )
[ Xion makes this filter, and then pauses for a long few minutes. It's hard to begin to know what to say. But it might be best to start with the most straightforward question. ]
Hey. How are you?
[ once her filters are done, Xion will continue to chill in her tree for about another hour, pondering her ring-less hand and severely depleted charm bracelet. then she'll make her way down and into the village, though she won't go home. She'll swing by the Straw Hat house to see if anybody she knows is in, then head into the village proper, wandering aimlessly and obviously avoiding home. feel free to run into her anywhere in town ... however, she'll be particularly evasive of anyone in the KH crew, especially Riku and Roxas. She will bolt if she sees either boy. Sorry, guys. ]
(ooc; of course, backdated to the end of the event!)
[Action]
Y-Yeah. Really scared. People... Some people get scared of me once they know who... who I really am.
[And Ion - He really shouldn't have pushed him aside like that. It didn't matter if he wasn't exactly like him - his own circumstances were horrible, too. If he didn't fit the criteria just right, if he didn't become Fon Master... he would've been just like all the replicas before him: tossed into a volcano and considered worthless. Luke sags a little from that realization, but then he just shuts his eyes again and takes in a deep breath, taking in the fact that there's someone who really is like him in this world, even though they're really worlds apart.]
I... guess I didn't have anything to worry about, huh? [His voice still sounds light and fluttery, as if he truly can't believe that he's actually saying these words.]
[Action]
[ she pulls back a little to smile at him, still gripping his hand tightly. ]
But in the end, all of my friends accepted me for who I am... so ... I guess neither of us had anything to worry about. [ her smile warms, making her face crinkle a little with fondness. ]
[Action]
That's what I was always afraid of, too, but... all of my friends told me it was okay. I mean, sure, they had to get used to it; they found out the same time I did, but... they still came back to me. And I even told someone here, and you know what he said? He said "So what?"!
[Action]
that last bit makes her laugh, and she gives his hand a gentle squeeze. ]
... I think that's true. What does it matter? We're ... we're still people. [ right? ] We matter as much as anyone else. So ... I'm glad. I'm glad I'm here. [ she beams at him. ] I'm glad I got to meet people like you. It makes every bad thing in this place worth it a hundred times over.
[Action]
... That's the first time he's thought that in a very long time.
It may still take another long while for him to completely accept and believe that thought, but it still makes him smile right back at her. Maybe once they part ways, he'll go back to believing he's not worth anything, but for right now... he's content with the thought that he- that they both- that every replica here matters, because they have people who love them and give them a purpose to live.]
Y-You're right. You're right... [He'll just pull her into another hug, this one just as tight as the last.] I'm glad, too. I'm glad that we have friends like we do. I'm... glad you're alive.
[Action]
but she just shuts her eyes again and lets him do it. there is something indescribably comforting about connecting with another Replica like this and knowing, once again, that she is not alone.
that Luke is one of the sweetest people she's ever met certainly helps. plus, she can't help but be really touched by that last line, and she laughs quietly into his shirt and hugs him tight around the waist. ]
Thank you, Luke. I feel a lot better than I did when you found me.
[Action]
[Luke's glad to help anyone. It's one of the few reasons he's living now... but speaking of her earlier problems, Luke also seems to realize just how much physical contact is going on, so he lets go of her - the hugging and hand holding and all - and looks down at the bridge with a bright blush. Though he does glance up at her with a little smile.]
You can talk to me any time, too, if... you want to. Or just to hang out, or... I wouldn't mind at all!
[Action]
I'd love to spend time with you, Luke. We're friends! Why wouldn't we hang out? [ grins. that's what friends do, right? talk, and eat ice cream together. ]
[Action]
R-Right... We are friends, aren't we?
[Action]
[Action]
It's by this time that something else catches his eye, and he lets out another little laugh as he kneels down to grab the caramel apples.]
Heh heh... I guess we forgot about these.
[Action]
her smile widening just a bit more, she backs up a step, surveying him critically. then she steps forward and, giving him no time to protest, zips up his jacket for him. ]
Guy was right about you, you know.
[Action]
[Stepping in close again what- Oh.
... Oh.
Luke just feels his face heat up with embarrassment as she does that, and he's quite powerless to stop it, since his hands are full with holding the left over treats.]
... Don't tell him that, okay?