[ It's not until Xion glances at a clock that she realizes something is amiss. She could have sworn, last time she checked, that was 1 AM. And now it's 10 PM? That's not possible. Did she miss something? She couldn't have fallen asleep and slept that long. The journal catches her exclamation of surprise, and her quiet question: ]
Wait, what day is it...?
[ She wanders out of her room, confused, going to knock first on Jixsan's door before she tries Roxas's.
And he's not in there.
In fact, the room is empty.
Instantly, her heart sinks -- he's gone? home? -- but then the bizarre time difference occurs to her. Is something going on? Is there an experiment? As hopeless as she suddenly feels, she has to find out. Pulling on a jacket against the nip of the air outside, she grabs her journal and darts out of the house. ]
Has anyone seen Jixsan? His room is empty! Please, please don't have gone home, I don't know if I could take you leaving, too...
[ She ends up in the village center, near the fountain, and late in the evening as it is, it's quiet here. For a moment or two she paces silently, clearly worried, unsure of where to go from here. Anyone out and about at this late hour want to help a distressed teen? ]
(ooc; forward-dated to event start, sorry! as a refresher, just in case, Jixsan = Sanji,![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
concasse.)
Wait, what day is it...?
[ She wanders out of her room, confused, going to knock first on Jixsan's door before she tries Roxas's.
And he's not in there.
In fact, the room is empty.
Instantly, her heart sinks -- he's gone? home? -- but then the bizarre time difference occurs to her. Is something going on? Is there an experiment? As hopeless as she suddenly feels, she has to find out. Pulling on a jacket against the nip of the air outside, she grabs her journal and darts out of the house. ]
Has anyone seen Jixsan? His room is empty! Please, please don't have gone home, I don't know if I could take you leaving, too...
[ She ends up in the village center, near the fountain, and late in the evening as it is, it's quiet here. For a moment or two she paces silently, clearly worried, unsure of where to go from here. Anyone out and about at this late hour want to help a distressed teen? ]
(ooc; forward-dated to event start, sorry! as a refresher, just in case, Jixsan = Sanji,
concasse.)
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