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oo29 [ voice // action ]
... oh, that's just n-n-not fair.
[ In the woods bordering the western lake, this one, having just come to only a moment ago. Her tone may be a little irritated, but, well, she sounds okay, not hurt or anything. That's a plus, right?
Well, except for the fact that she's ... not very well dressed for the weather. She's stuck in the same training outfit her older self showed up in, a black ensemble that shows her midriff... only now there is a scar. A long scar, so long it vanishes into her clothing, extending fully from her left breast to her right hip. Of course, only the long slice of it across her belly is visible.
It's a scar, by the way, that her older self did not possess when she turned up in the same clothes. Curious.
Xion's not thinking about that right now, though. What she's thinking about is that it's freezing -- her luck to show up in the middle of a cold snap! And she's a little bothered that the scar is on display, but... well, what can she do about it? With a sigh that comes out on a violent shiver, she climbs to her feet. (At least she's got shoes.)
This has happened to her so many times now she's getting sort of used to it, and it's a nice change to at least not come back feeling sick/hurt/terrified/some combination therein. She'll flip through the journal a bit, fighting off more shivers, before speaking. Her speech is a little garbled, unfortunately, by her chattering teeth. ]
D-D-D-Does anyone know w-w-w-what day it is? I wonder if I m-m-m-m-missed Christmas. [ a beat, then ] D-D-Did they really have t-t-to drop me off so f-f-f-f-far out?
[ Walking all the way back, dressed like this, in this weather? ... send halp. ]
(ooc; OKAY SO. for once I am going to obey the rules of time and space. Luke got there first, so he's gonna pick her up. if you want to poke her at the lake in an action tag, that's totally cool, but just know it's only Luke taking her home. easier on my poor brain for once.)
[ In the woods bordering the western lake, this one, having just come to only a moment ago. Her tone may be a little irritated, but, well, she sounds okay, not hurt or anything. That's a plus, right?
Well, except for the fact that she's ... not very well dressed for the weather. She's stuck in the same training outfit her older self showed up in, a black ensemble that shows her midriff... only now there is a scar. A long scar, so long it vanishes into her clothing, extending fully from her left breast to her right hip. Of course, only the long slice of it across her belly is visible.
It's a scar, by the way, that her older self did not possess when she turned up in the same clothes. Curious.
Xion's not thinking about that right now, though. What she's thinking about is that it's freezing -- her luck to show up in the middle of a cold snap! And she's a little bothered that the scar is on display, but... well, what can she do about it? With a sigh that comes out on a violent shiver, she climbs to her feet. (At least she's got shoes.)
This has happened to her so many times now she's getting sort of used to it, and it's a nice change to at least not come back feeling sick/hurt/terrified/some combination therein. She'll flip through the journal a bit, fighting off more shivers, before speaking. Her speech is a little garbled, unfortunately, by her chattering teeth. ]
D-D-D-Does anyone know w-w-w-what day it is? I wonder if I m-m-m-m-missed Christmas. [ a beat, then ] D-D-Did they really have t-t-to drop me off so f-f-f-f-far out?
[ Walking all the way back, dressed like this, in this weather? ... send halp. ]
(ooc; OKAY SO. for once I am going to obey the rules of time and space. Luke got there first, so he's gonna pick her up. if you want to poke her at the lake in an action tag, that's totally cool, but just know it's only Luke taking her home. easier on my poor brain for once.)
[voice]
... and also what is that squawking. ] ... hey, what's that sound?
[voice]
...A gift from that statue you heard about.
[Sob. He never was an animal person.]
[voice]
Wait, a pet? Can I see?
[voice]
...He actually doesn't want to encourage it to stick around at all. But hey, whatever makes Xion feel better. So he leans over, grabs his new pet - rather roughly if the higher-pitched chirp is any indication - and dumps it in front of the video feed.
And now Xion will be staring at a tiny, baby version of either a very adorable, or very stupid looking bird (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EH5myz88dnk&t=0m23s) as it flaps its stubby little wings and attempts to smooth out the ruffled feathers it has just received.
Personally, he's not very endeared to it, but the maternal instinct for animals is pretty low.]
[voice]
OMG!
♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
cue high pitched girl squeeing. ] Oh my gosh, it's so cute! What is it? Does it have a name?
[voice]
It's called a Hamachou. And no, it doesn't.
[Xion, he is trying not to encourage it to stay. He's not going to name it.
Not that it seems to work; the stupid bird apparently imprinted on him or something because it won't. Leave. Him. Alone.]
[voice]
Why not? You're going to keep it, right?
[voice]
...I'm not very good with animals.
[Especially cute, derpy ones that chirp all the damn time.]
[voice]
So you're not? Aw... were you thinking of trying to give it away to someone?
[ CAN I COME SEE IT is what she really wants to ask... but refrains. ]
[voice]
[He is not quite as tactful as Xion about it. YES PLEASE COME SEE IT. MAYBE IT WILL LIKE YOU.]
[voice]
[voice]
If it will stay with you, then you can have it.
[But as eager as he is to get rid of it-]
...But please recover first.
[voice]
but that gets a sigh and a smile out of her. there's no sidetracking Ramirez, as serious as he is. ]
Okay. I'll be home soon enough. We'll talk then, okay? [ must ... resist ... urge ... to coo ... at adorable bird creature in front of the camera... ]