001 ✘ watch the world i used to love

[worldsapart]

Characters: AU Xion and you
Location: All the floors ever. You pick!
Format: I'll match you
Summary: Xion explores the floors, trying to find answers... and food.
Warnings: Angst/emo/moe/etc.

Something is destroying worlds again.

Is it the darkness? Or the Organization...? Or some other threat? The note didn't explain what happened, and she even turned it over to look on the back.

(She thinks that the reason why she couldn't move when she first woke up has everything to do with being brought from the Deep Jungle to this world, whatever it is. She doesn't know why she saw the things she thinks she saw -- because for that time, which felt like forever, she thought she was in a pod, like Sora, like when Xemnas reprogrammed her, like when she was being created, but the faces outside the pod were fuzzy and even though she tried to fight her way out or call or yell or scream for help, because she can't move or breathe help please anyone can't you hear me -- but... but. She's pushing those things to the back of her mind. There are more important things to think about right now.)

There's some kind of network, she knows... and there are a lot of people here. Which means there are a lot of worlds that have been destroyed. Her hands tighten into fists at her sides. Is this her fault? Is this happening because Sora's still asleep? Her stomach churns. No... Don't jump to any conclusions. Do reconnaissance. Find out more about what's going on first. I'm sure someone has an idea...

Her stomach growls. Wasn't it just upset a few moments ago? Maybe she's really just that hungry... But... Where is she supposed to go to eat around here?

And where is she? How does she get back to her room?

Uh-oh.

Hello, Tower of Animus. There's a Sora walking around in an Organization coat looking incredibly lost and confused. ... and hungry. What do?

Comments

Take Two... This time without distraction-induced failures...

[attheclocktower]

[Xion's taken to reading in the lounge floor during the day, learning about thing she didn't have the chance to in the Organization - even reading some stories, sometimes. She's got her hood up for the time being, after her encounters with certain people, and now that she can actually wear her coat again.

The sound of footsteps makes her look up and turn. She's still a little wary, for the same reason she has her hood up. But... she doesn't expect to see what she did see. It looks like Sora, but where did he get a coat like hers? Not to mention she doesn't know for sure if Sora and Vanitas's faces are still mixed up. She glances from the face to the collar. Purple. Like hers. Like Vanitas's.

Well, looks like she may have her answer. She's suddenly glad she has her hood up. ... there was still the question of where he got the black coat. If it'd been a few days earlier, she'd wonder if he had hers, and she didn't know if Roxas had his, but Axel's would have been too large- Ugh, there were too many possibilities here.

This could even be someone else new entirely]

Where did you get that?

[So, what's more surprising, the voice you just heard or the nervous almost-but-not-quite-hostility in it?]

[worldsapart]

[... wh --

That voice...

That person, wearing that coat with the hood up.

What is...?]

I... I've always had it.

[This manner of speech should be familiar to you, Xion, even if it's in Sora's voice.]

[attheclocktower]

[... that didn't sound like Vanitas. Or Sora, for that matter. Well it did voice-wise, but... not the way they said it. Not to mention neither of them had a coat that she knew of.

It was... very familiar. Almost as if she herself had said-

Wait a moment.]

... who are you?

[There were two Soras here. Two Rikus. And two Ventuses. Vanitas had thought she'd looked like Ventus. Maybe...]

[worldsapart]

... who are you?

[She's too nervous to actually answer. >>;]

[keybearer]

[Well, Riku here was just about to get settled in the media room when he heard the sound of footsteps. Those footsteps prompt him to turn around, and when he does, his eyes widen. Seeing what looks like Sora in an Organization coat will do that.

Relaxation can wait. Taking a deep breath, he slowly and cautiously approaches Xion.]

Hey...

[worldsapart]

[Wha -- ]

Ri -- [Riku? But he's... too young. What...]

Um... Y-Yes?

[keybearer]

Where'd you get that coat?

[No, he can't jump to conclusions just yet. Not after seeing two Soras here...]

[worldsapart]

I've always had it.

[can she please hide somewhere]

Library!

[midgarhorizon]

[Normally, libraries weren't Reno's first choice, but he was on a mission: to discover strange new worlds, and seek out new life and new - no, he was really only there for the information and trying to find a pattern in the things that happened in the Tower. He was failing spectacularly at it.

This was when he realized he hadn't eaten in a- well, a really long time. So he got up and was heading for the stairs with his notebook in hand.]

[worldsapart]

[A spiky head of brown hair pops around the corner just as Reno turns into it.]

Waugh!

[Xion, who wasn't expecting to literally run into someone, stumbles, attempts to regain her balance, fails, and falls back on her butt.

... at least she didn't fall into one of the shelves. That would've been awful...]

[midgarhorizon]

[Reno stands here for a moment, blinking. That had been way too sudden. Then holds out a hand to help her up.]

Monster on your tail? I'd take the corners a little wider.

[worldsapart]

S-Sorry...

[... he's offering to help her up, though. He must be pretty ni --

Wait.

That voice.

Xion looks up.

That hair...]

A... Axel?

[derping]

[Sora was hanging out on the dorm floors, heading toward the elevator when he sees it on the edge of his vision - brown hair that looked way too familiar. He immediately turns to look, even though part of him wants to just ignore it. He'd had enough trouble with lookalikes over the past couple of weeks. If there really was another one running around - another of him, or another of Vanitas - then he wasn't so sure he wanted to know.

From the back, though, it does look like him. A lot like him. His curiosity gets the better of him, and Sora takes a few careful steps closer, waiting a moment before he says anything.]

Hey, um...are you new?

[It wasn't exactly what he wanted to ask, but at least it was something.]

1/?

[worldsapart]

[Xion turns before the voice fully registers, and she sees

She.

She sees...]

S-S-S-S-S-S-S-S-S-S-S-So -- ?!

[worldsapart]

Sor --

[Sora?!

Sora's here.

But Sora can't --

But Naminé -- Riku -- But his memories --

But she --

How -- ]

fin

[worldsapart]

[It's too late to pull up her hood. He's already seen her, already seen what she looks like.

She wants to run.

No -- No, that'd be... No, she needs to recover. He asked a question. (What will she say when he asks others?)]

I... Yeah, I just got here...

[She wants to disappear. (Why isn't she disappearing?)]

giant purple squid checking in

[got_it_memorized]

Axel isn't sure he'll ever get the hang of keeping track of these floors. He's not even sure he really wants to. The open-air one with the ledge is nice, but the rest of them he'd rather just never stumble into again. At least the kitchens never change. As he's headed down the hall toward them, however, he pauses in his steps as something peculiar catches his eye. AngerManagement!Sora had been befuddling enough (even if playing a video game with him had been kind of cool), but Sora in an Organization coat is definitely jarring. What the hell was going on?

His hands in his pockets and his head tilted curiously, he just regards the figure in the corridor a moment, as if willing things to make sense.

lmfaokwelrjkfj

[worldsapart]

After spending an indeterminate amount of time exploring the kitchens' storage (so many foods Xion had never heard of or seen before! she had to investigate each and every one), she's finally leaving. There's a lot more to check out here, after all, and Xion has to admit she's a little embarrassed she got so carried away. What a waste of time!

... though, she really needs to remember she doesn't have to think like that any more. The Organization isn't watching her every move, waiting for her to slip up, to make a wrong move, to prove herself to be completely and utterly worthless. There are new threats in the Tower, but they aren't the Organization. (They would've made themselves known by now.)

Xion, realizing that her eyes have been on the floor, takes a deep breath to steady herself and lifts her head. Chin up, Xio --

She stares. Is that...

"Axel?"

[got_it_memorized]

"Last I checked." He shakes his head, looking a little perplexed. "What ah... what're you doing in that coat, though?"

This can't be the same Sora he played video games with upstairs, and while Sora's vicarious MPD is kind of the stuff of legends somehow having there be physical identical multiples of him is just a bit too strange.

[justabignobody]

[On the cathedral floor, she might be running into a quite familiar figure... who has by then tracked down his blindfold (and rather relieved about it, really), but is still missing his coat.

He's still a little frustrated about having to look for it though, cursing himself under his breath for losing it; even with his memories... whatever-ed (he's still not sure if he really wants to know the details of what had happened), he should have known to hang onto it. He... okay maybe not liked the coat, but it was rather handy. Especially when one is as close to the edge as he is.]

[worldsapart]

[The cathedral, it's... peaceful and unsettling at the same time. Xion can't put her finger on why. Maybe it's the quiet murmuring and the way it disappeared when she stood in the front. Or maybe it's just the energy in the place. Still, she feels compelled to stay for a little while, so she settles down on one of the long benches and looks around.

She sees him, then. Maybe his clothes are different, but that style of silver hair, that set in his shoulders, and that blindfold --

She stands before she can help herself. She knows now that there is another Riku, one who doesn't know anything about what she's been through, but that doesn't stop her from hoping against hope... And she calls out, tentatively, her (Sora's) small voice carrying through the air.]

Riku?

...I hope him recognizing her is alright? /o\

[justabignobody]

[He turns at the sound of his name echoing through the building, expecting to see his best friend or his double. ...He didn't quite expect to see his best friend in an Organization coat of all things.

He opens his mouth, already set to ask just where he had got it (and maybe if it might not be his), but... there is something off about that scent, something... something familiar. But something that is not Sora.

...

Could it be that...]

...Xion? Is that you?

idk you pick the floor. :|b

[sageprincess]

[Oh, she recognizes that look of confusion all too well. And another child, as well? Goddesses, it seems with every day she finds another reason to be disgusted with the maintainers of this accursed place.

But it isn't as if she can do anything about them at the moment, so she'll do what she can to ease this child's mind. She clears her throat a bit before speaking, as to alert Xion of her presence and (hopefully) not scaring her.]

Pardon me for presuming, but... have you just awoken here?

WHEREVER

[worldsapart]

[Thankfully, the cleared throat gives Xion enough warning to turn and blink.

... o-oh.]

U-Um... Yeah...

[... she's so pretty...]

AW YEEE

[sageprincess]

[The problem with being in hiding and crossdressing for seven years: stares like the one she's getting are presumed to be because of continued confusion or because of the fact that long, pointed ears seem be a rarity in just about every world outside of her own.

So she just smiles, trying to be reassuring.]

Would you like some assistance? I would be happy to answer any questions you might have to the best of my ability. I know this place is very disorienting.