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[ Xion resolved to herself, today, to go see Guy. She hasn't gone yet, and is in fact still in the clinic with Luke when she decides she needs to do -- something. Anything. Though she can't imagine how much harder it is for Luke -- his original is dead, he's the one that's dying -- it's been crushing her, too.

And since she's planning to go see Guy, anyway...

At some point, she presses a kiss to Luke's forehead, tells him she'll be back later, and slips out of the clinic. She needs something to eat, anyway, and probably a shower. But on her walk home she opens her journal to ask something of the village, something she never normally asks. She looks and sounds very, very tired. Not sad, just ... infinitely weary. ]


Does anyone want to spar? I can do weapons, but I'd prefer hand to hand. I don't mind either way.

[ She pauses, opens her mouth to add something else, then lets it go and shuts the book.

A short while later, she writes something else: ]


( Sanji | Locked 100% )

I need to talk to you.

[ And then, finally, much later that day, long after dark and long after her talk with Guy, she reopens the journal to write out one last message. It's late at night, and she waits until Luke is dozing. ]

( Locked FROM Luke and Guy | 100% )

If you needed to cheer a friend up, what would you do?

I don't mean for a specific friend. I know there are certain things you can do for particular people. I just mean in general, I guess. If you just had to do something, what would it be?

Oh, um, please only write back. I'm - trying not to wake someone up.
fourteen: (steady → I don't think that you remember)
[ It's been a long few days. Not nearly as long as it was for those on the draft -- a fact of which she is keenly aware -- but her heart feels so sore. Miyabi is dead, Kairi returned with a broken leg, Elicia reverted back to a little girl and left her that message that was so bittersweet... She feels a powerful need to find Nami and Sanji, to talk to both of them, but ... that ... maybe that should wait. Until she can look at them without crying... and comfort them, instead of being a burden. In the meantime, she needs to focus on something else -- actually put her energy into something useful.

An idea has been brewing in her mind for some time. And all of this mess -- all the pain and the fighting -- and Luke, coming to her just days before with a request -- has finally prompted her to act on it.

In her room there are quite a lot of books. They vary widely in subject, but there is one solid section dedicated entirely to medical texts, ranging wildly in their complexity. Teaching herself has been difficult; basic first aid is all well and good until you have to use it in an emergency situation, and anything beyond that...

Well. You just can't learn everything from a book. She knows that... has known for a long while she probably needed to do something like this. So when she opens up the journal, turning on the video function, she looks pensive.... but also quite serious. ]


Are there any doctors in the village who'd be willing to take on a student? I -- I know some magic methods of healing, but ... [ She shakes her head. ] I want to learn the real thing. I promise I'll work hard. Really hard. This means a lot to me.

[ A beat. ] And, if ... anyone in the village would like to learn some healing magic... [ She's already been teaching Haruhi, and now Luke. ] ... I'd like to help. I know some magic from my own world, plus I've got a lot of practice with Nala.

[ After that, a thought occurs to her. ]

( Draco | Locked 90% )

Can I ask you something?
fourteen: (rest → stay forever like tattoos;)
( Filtered From the Entire KH Crew | Locked 100% )

... is it strange to sometimes wish you could go home? Even if there's nothing there for you? [ nothing except death, in her case. this isn't hilariously morbid or anything, no. ]

I'm just not sure when or how things got so ... complicated. Is this just what life is like...?

[ Xion is outside today, somewhere a little more quiet. She's sitting on the railing of the bridge that passes over the river between houses 14 and 35, swinging her legs gently as she holds onto the rail with one hand and the journal with her other. It ... doesn't seem terribly safe, but then again, she's used to much higher places. Feel free to startle her from her contemplation. She could use it. ]

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