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towerofanimus2012-01-28 04:13 am
attheclocktower) wrote in towerofanimus2012-01-28 04:13 am
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In you and I...
Characters: Xion and everyone!
Setting: Room 1-01 > Dormitory Hallways > Floor 20
Format: Whatever you like!
Summary: Xion's Arrival, plus worrying, plus minor exploring, plus falling back on something familiar
Warnings: Nothing yet, will edit if necessary
[Not being able to move when she'd woken up had been a little scary, but not nearly as terrifying as the letters she'd found just after. The worlds, all of them, gone? They couldn't be... they couldn't! And yet, when she tried to open a darkness corridor to one of them, nothing happened.
She gets dressed from the clothes in her trunk, puts the hood of her black coat up, and after that, she heads out into the dormitory hallways, where she finds one of the network terminals. She may have been able to gain access to files she wasn't supposed to back in the World That Never Was, but it doesn't take much poking around on the device though to come to the conclusion that there's not much more information on what happened on the terminals here.
What was she going to do? What happened to Roxas and Axel, or even Riku? Was this somehow her fault?
At that point, she begins descending the stairs to the floors below, looking around briefly on each floor before continuing.
On floor 20, though, she stops. It's open to the air for the first time. It reminds her a little of the Clock Tower, though it was impossible to mistake the cold, overcast skies for warm, bright Twilight Town. Still, it's familiar, memories that are her own, and right now that familiarity is a comfort. She walks out to the edge and sits, legs hanging over as she stares out. Not that there's much to see.]
Setting: Room 1-01 > Dormitory Hallways > Floor 20
Format: Whatever you like!
Summary: Xion's Arrival, plus worrying, plus minor exploring, plus falling back on something familiar
Warnings: Nothing yet, will edit if necessary
[Not being able to move when she'd woken up had been a little scary, but not nearly as terrifying as the letters she'd found just after. The worlds, all of them, gone? They couldn't be... they couldn't! And yet, when she tried to open a darkness corridor to one of them, nothing happened.
She gets dressed from the clothes in her trunk, puts the hood of her black coat up, and after that, she heads out into the dormitory hallways, where she finds one of the network terminals. She may have been able to gain access to files she wasn't supposed to back in the World That Never Was, but it doesn't take much poking around on the device though to come to the conclusion that there's not much more information on what happened on the terminals here.
What was she going to do? What happened to Roxas and Axel, or even Riku? Was this somehow her fault?
At that point, she begins descending the stairs to the floors below, looking around briefly on each floor before continuing.
On floor 20, though, she stops. It's open to the air for the first time. It reminds her a little of the Clock Tower, though it was impossible to mistake the cold, overcast skies for warm, bright Twilight Town. Still, it's familiar, memories that are her own, and right now that familiarity is a comfort. She walks out to the edge and sits, legs hanging over as she stares out. Not that there's much to see.]
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She hesitates before asking her next question.]
Where... where is he?
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Why don't you look for him? He can't leave.
[Not that anyone can.]
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Should she look for him now? At least if she finds Roxas though, she can talk to him, and maybe they can figure this out...
Without a word she stands, turning to head past to the stairs, still aware of... whichever member he was (who was it-?!) still there, as much as she tries not to be. She can't help but feel like she's being evaluated, watched for... for something. But she doesn't know what.]
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Zexion doesn't stop her as she stands. Instead, he watches her in such a fashion that he may as well appear to be looking over her. Xion, he's learned within the last year, is a silent inquisitor. While she isn't adverse to asking, she prefers to look for the answers on her own. Something like that.
He turns toward the stairs, himself. But he won't move beyond that small turn, a small indicator that she can leave first if she so desires.]
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But she doesn't break into a run or anything, though her steps are undoubtedly quicker than they'd be normally. She makes it to the stairs, glances back at him through the corner of her eye to see if he's still watching, then hurries down the stairs to the floor beyond, a sort of library (a real library).
Once there, she walks a little ways in before ducking behind a bookshelf, leaning on it and putting a hand to her forehead. What had just happened?]