◦ xion · ⌠soraface⌡ · fey ◦ (
worldsapart) wrote in
towerofanimus2012-07-13 07:54 pm
Entry tags:
003 ✘ oh, sweet child of mine ✘ backdated to 7/12
Characters: Xion (AU)/"Fey" and YOU
Setting: [01] Floor 11, [02] Floor 3, [03] Floor 25, [04] Floor 33
Summary:
[01] Locked to
capax_infiniti. It's open lesson day, and Xion has a question...
[02] Xion hits the library! She's specifically looking up information on the language of flowers, but it's progressing into how to grow flowers...
[03] Time to search for the flowers she would like to grow! Xion can be found searching the meadow grass intently...
[04] There's a spiky-haired kid planting some flowers dug up from the meadow floor. He(?) looks incredibly satisfied.
Format: Starting in action, but I'll match you!
Warnings: n/a, except for hilarity and fluff and Master Xehanort teaching Fey about romance



[ 01 ; floor 11 ; locked to Master Xehanort ]
[This is Xion's favorite floor, to be honest, which is why she picked it for the open lesson today. She's been thinking hard about what to ask him, and she's turning the questions over in her head as she heads up the stairs after breakfast. She wonders if Master Xehanort will laugh at her. She hopes not. It doesn't seem like something he'd do, anyway; he never makes fun of her, no matter what her questions are. Still, this subject...
Well, she's going to try to push her worries out of her head, because now she's reached the floor. She expects he'll be there waiting for her. He always is.]



[ 02 ; floor 3 ]
[It's research time! Xion wants to learn more about the "language of flowers" that Master Xehanort brought up... It sounds fascinating. She's never heard about anything like it before, so she can now be found in the library.
In fact, she's trying to reach a book on the top shelf. She's too short, though, but if she stands on her tip-toes and streeetches, she can manage to pull one book out, slowly, carefully, caaaarefuuully --
And then she loses her balance and topples backwards. The book comes with her, but unfortunately, so do several of the ones on either side of it, and they come falling down on her head with a resounding thumpthumpthump.
...
Ow...]



[ 03 ; floor 25 ]
[Flowers, flowers, flowers... But which flowers are the right ones?
Xion is bent over, staring intently at a cluster of yellow flowers. After a moment, she looks at a piece of paper in her hand, where she drew the flowers wants. She found the original pictures in a book, so she tried to copy them down. Unfortunately, her drawing ability is not the best, so now she can't tell if the real life flowers she's looking at match any of her doodles...]



[ 04 ; floor 33 ]
[At last! Her work is done.
Xion had managed to find some gardening tools in the shed over there, for which she was grateful. She hopes she didn't hurt the flowers in-between the meadow floor and the farmland floor, but she thinks now that they've been replanted, they look a little happier. Maybe. She's going to have to do more research into how to grow more flowers after these die, but for now, she's happy. Mission success!
Anyone coming to this floor will find Xion squatting in front of a few assorted flowers that she obviously just finished replanting. She even watered them! Her clothes may be dirty and even a little wet, but she doesn't mind. It's totally worth it.]
Setting: [01] Floor 11, [02] Floor 3, [03] Floor 25, [04] Floor 33
Summary:
[01] Locked to
[02] Xion hits the library! She's specifically looking up information on the language of flowers, but it's progressing into how to grow flowers...
[03] Time to search for the flowers she would like to grow! Xion can be found searching the meadow grass intently...
[04] There's a spiky-haired kid planting some flowers dug up from the meadow floor. He(?) looks incredibly satisfied.
Format: Starting in action, but I'll match you!
Warnings: n/a, except for hilarity and fluff and Master Xehanort teaching Fey about romance
[ 01 ; floor 11 ; locked to Master Xehanort ]
[This is Xion's favorite floor, to be honest, which is why she picked it for the open lesson today. She's been thinking hard about what to ask him, and she's turning the questions over in her head as she heads up the stairs after breakfast. She wonders if Master Xehanort will laugh at her. She hopes not. It doesn't seem like something he'd do, anyway; he never makes fun of her, no matter what her questions are. Still, this subject...
Well, she's going to try to push her worries out of her head, because now she's reached the floor. She expects he'll be there waiting for her. He always is.]
[ 02 ; floor 3 ]
[It's research time! Xion wants to learn more about the "language of flowers" that Master Xehanort brought up... It sounds fascinating. She's never heard about anything like it before, so she can now be found in the library.
In fact, she's trying to reach a book on the top shelf. She's too short, though, but if she stands on her tip-toes and streeetches, she can manage to pull one book out, slowly, carefully, caaaarefuuully --
And then she loses her balance and topples backwards. The book comes with her, but unfortunately, so do several of the ones on either side of it, and they come falling down on her head with a resounding thumpthumpthump.
...
Ow...]
[ 03 ; floor 25 ]
[Flowers, flowers, flowers... But which flowers are the right ones?
Xion is bent over, staring intently at a cluster of yellow flowers. After a moment, she looks at a piece of paper in her hand, where she drew the flowers wants. She found the original pictures in a book, so she tried to copy them down. Unfortunately, her drawing ability is not the best, so now she can't tell if the real life flowers she's looking at match any of her doodles...]
[ 04 ; floor 33 ]
[At last! Her work is done.
Xion had managed to find some gardening tools in the shed over there, for which she was grateful. She hopes she didn't hurt the flowers in-between the meadow floor and the farmland floor, but she thinks now that they've been replanted, they look a little happier. Maybe. She's going to have to do more research into how to grow more flowers after these die, but for now, she's happy. Mission success!
Anyone coming to this floor will find Xion squatting in front of a few assorted flowers that she obviously just finished replanting. She even watered them! Her clothes may be dirty and even a little wet, but she doesn't mind. It's totally worth it.]

THE SLOWNESS CONTINUES
She focuses on picking up herself and the books for a moment. She didn't take his hand when he offered it, so now she felt a little bad and a little more awkward.]
Hey, um... I know this will sound weird, but -- Oops. [dsfkjd she dropped a couple of the books she was holding]
THE CONTINUING SAGA OF SPEED SLACK
[He didn't think much of it, and went to pick up the books that she had dropped while he was already down picking up books anyway.
He does finally stand up for real though, when he speaks again.]
What's up? It can't be much weirder than everything else I've seen around here.
WHOOSH
I'm not Sora. [She winds up blurting it.] I -- I'm Xion. There are two of us.
DANANANANAAAAA
You're...another Xion? [Hang on that blank look on his face is because he's trying to understand what is happening.]
But... how come you look like Sora?
[.........wait doesn't that mean she should be a girl??]
no subject
[She's talked to her otherself, since Sora himself asked similar questions. They came to the conclusion that while they weren't comfortable with telling Sora... Other people, those who could be trusted, were more okay. (Not that Fey will tell them everything, anyway. Not the truth of why she holds Sora's face. But...)
Xion doesn't know much about Ventus. She hasn't talked to him much, but... Given the lengths he went to find people to help save her otherself when Vanitas kidnapped her, and how concerned he was... And his heart is so light, well, she -- He can't be that bad, right?
Besides. She wants to know why he looks like Roxas.]
Are you... doing anything? I could try to explain...
no subject
[His surprised passed into a frown, though it wasn't because he was upset bu these turn of events. On the contrary, he was concerned. His brow was knit with worry, and he could already tell this... wasn't gonna be a very nice topic. But it's not like he was gonna back down now.]
I'm not busy. I can hear you out, if you want.
no subject
Maybe we should go somewhere else first. D'you... wanna try my room?
no subject
[Right. This was probably sensitive information.
He didn't actually know the way to Xion's (??????) room though, so he put the books he was still holding back on the shelves where they belonged (though rather hurriedly and sloppily), and motioned for Xion to take the lead.] After you.