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towerofanimus2012-03-17 09:13 pm
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Entry tags:
001 ✘ watch the world i used to love
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?
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?
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Maybe he should have anticipated something like this. ...He'd better check on Sora once he had calmed her down.
As for her question...]
...Of course I do. You may look and sound like him, but you heart is still the same. Nothing can change that.
[Now it's his turn to ask some questions.]
Tell me what happened. Was it the tower?
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No... no. [She shakes her head.] I... I was like this before... before I woke up here.
It's all my fault.
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Then...]
...You are another Xion... aren't you? Did you just arrive?
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Yeah, I did. [She's not answering that first part.]
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He just nods, frowning thoughtfully.]
Has anyone told you about the Tower yet? If they have, how much do you know?
[Better they sort out those basics first. They could figure out just what had went
wrongdifferent in her universe later on.]SOB THE MOST LATE
It's okay! <3333
There is something sad flickering over his expression as he reaches over, carefully placing a hand on her shoulder.]
That's right. I assume... in the version of the worlds you are from... you won the fight?
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He just tightens the grip of his hand just a little, just a squeeze of comfort, just so she knows she isn't alone, that he isn't about to leave either.]
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[She knows this isn't the same Riku, but, it... doesn't matter, does it? He knows her. He knows her story.
Quietly, ashamed, she murmurs,] I'm sorry.
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There is no sign of blame on his face, only sadness. For the Organization had done to her. To Roxas. To Sora.]
It's okay. It wasn't your fault.
[The Organizations. Maybe in part his. But never hers.]
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[after a moment, she finally manages,] I wasn't strong enough to stop it.
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You shouldn't have needed to be. If I hadn't lost my caution... and thought that things would go right once you made your decision... I might have been there to stop Axel from taking you back in first place.
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But instead of voicing that, he just nods.]
It isn't yours either.
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[She's lying, because there isn't any way she can't feel guilty for killing one of her best friends. But... It'll make him feel better, right?]
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[He can't really ask for more than that... not when he knows how long guilt can linger, how easy it is to be consumed by it.]