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... 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.)

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[He knows it, too. +10 Ego.]

Honestly, I ought to just start leaving a towel there for next time. [He nods though because...well, while he can easily pop around and get around Luceti quicker than usual, a normal person...can't. Which kinda sucks. However at her question he blinks in surprise.]

Shouldn't I be the one asking you that?

Well, it'd be one less thing to carry!

[ grins at him, a little amused. ] If you want to!

Edited 2010-12-30 17:23 (UTC)

I'll think about it. Knowing them, they'd just hide it from me anyway. [He can't hide his own slightly amused look and okay fine, casting another warming charm on himself and sitting down. Coooold.]

I suppose I ought to give the lake a rest. [It's about then he notices the scar on her stomach. Don't mind him just looking at it thoughtfully.]

[ Xion laughs, and is about to respond, when he sits and looks.... and she konws where he's looking.

somehow, it doesn't bother her as much for Draco to see it. maybe because she nows he won't baby her for it. so, quietly, she lays a hand over her stomach, then lets it fall, looking into the fire ]

I got it during the last draft. There were some really powerful enemies out there.

[It's a very odd spot for it is what it is. He won't baby her no matter what; he's confident enough that Xion can take care of herself. Her being alive after everything she's gone through is enough proof of that.]

The draft...[A nod, and then-] Did it bleed a lot then?

... yeah. It was pretty bad. [ she tells him the story, in brief, of how Sanji, in an attempt to save Ginko and Xion's lives, nearly lost his own by way of vicious impalement. Xion then had to take on the powerful Elite, willingly risking her own life -- and getting sliced open for her troubles -- while Ginko healed Sanji with a miracle potion. ]

I was able to heal myself after that... not that I could really tell how bad it was. No pain, after all. [ a faint, lopsided smile. ] But it could have been a lot worse, so... I don't really mind too much.

[ truth be told -- and maybe it shows, in her eyes -- she's a little proud of it. the evidence that even someone like her could save lives. could really matter when it counted. ]

[And as she tells the story, he's actually going to sit back and listen. Truth be told, it's a bit impressive that someone like Xion without many means of defending herself without that stupid key could fight so well. Then again, he's never been one to really underestimate the girl for one reason or another. Odd in itself, that fact.]

You're getting better at your healing magic at least. [Though there's a brief grimace at the latter comment. Right. Death Penalties can suck it.] It could have been much worse, if you're feeling optimistic about it.

[He pauses then, and it might be obvious he's debating if he wants to say anything about what he's thinking. His eyes are still briefly trained on the scar before shifting to meet her gaze, a bit startled at the look there. Odd. Odd. Odd. Why couldn't he...no, not that line of though, Malfoy.]

At least yours came from an actual battle. [He's leaving that for interpretation.]

... [ that gets a warm smile out of her. praise, from Draco? be still her beating heart. ] Yeah, definitely. So even though I have this scar... I don't see it as a bad thing.

[ a pause, at that, where the smile fades from her face. then her brows knit, as that statement sinks in. ] ... what happened?

[He will deny it as praise forever and ever.] I wouldn't say it is at all.

[Ohhh and there's the look of acknowledgment and the question. He shrugs briefly and looks off elsewhere.] Are you asking out of curiosity, or politeness?

[ that gets a brief pause out of her, and she just looks at him for a moment. then she ducks her head slightly, and says the truth: ] Concern.

...before I came to Luceti, I was in a bit of a mess at home, back in my own world. I got in a fight with someone, and he nearly killed me. Reckon if Professor Snape hadn't cast the counterspell I would have bled to death. He healed it up and there was minimal scarring, but then the Malnosso decided to replicate the incident in May.

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