"The time has come," the walrus said, "To talk of many things-"

[attheclocktower]

Who: Xion and Sora, Xion and Reno
Where: Reno's room, then... floor 20
When: BACKDATED LIKE WHOA -  ]August 5th
What: Xion has a talk with her heartdaddy (who just found out he is a heartdaddy) about the stuff he saw in her dreams.
Warnings: Talk of self-sacrifice. ALL THE SADS.

[Awareness seemed to return slowly once Xion finally woke up. It was sort of familiar in a way. When she finally blinked her eyes open... it was to see the ceiling. Which didn't say a lot, since all the ceilings were the same in the Tower. At that point though, she looks down, lifting her head a little to look around and frown. She'd... been dreaming hadn't she? What'd happened...?

At least she wasn't alone when she woke up.

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Later, once she finishes speaking with Reno, she can be found sitting on the edge of Floor 20, clinging to the reminder of the clock tower in Twilight Town. There was a lot going on inside her head - thinking about the dreams, what she'd seen, how much she'd missed... misses... eating sea-salt ice cream with Roxas and Axel...

And also about Sora. Sora, who'd seen her talking with Riku in that memory of hers. Sora, who now knew so much more than she'd ever planned on him knowing. Everything had been fine the way it was, why did it have to change?

She's also not really paying attention to her surroundings, too lost in thought to do so.]

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[Xion sits, her legs folded beside her. It seems silly to try to get comfortable now though, given the topic matter that she knows they'll probably be discussing, if her gut instinct is right. Maybe it's just... going through the motions. Trying to hold onto some measure of stability in an incredibly unstable situation - doing something normal as a last act because she knows everything is going to change, nothing will be the same, this "normal" may never exist again.

Or maybe she was just thinking all too much about this. She didn't know.

At Sora's question, she nods, closing her eyes and biting her lip.]

Yeah. It was.

[derping]

I guess...[He shifts, lifting a knee and resting his arm on it.] I just don't really get it.

[Between everything he heard in Xion's dream, and what he saw in Riku's, his newfound understanding of his future wasn't much of an understanding at all.

He had traveled worlds. Kairi was asleep, and wouldn't wake up. He had fought with Riku. Then he was asleep, and Riku was trying to wake him up.

How did any of this connect? Sora didn't even know where to begin guessing.

And what, as far as his connection to Xion went...what did it really mean? But, maybe more importantly, was he right about how what she had said before ties into all of this? About her not having much time left?

He hoped that he wasn't.]

Did some of your memories really come from me?

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[Xion opens her eyes, looking down. It's no surprise that Sora didn't really understand what happened in her dream. He knew so little, and... they hadn't really explained, knowing how difficult it would be. A part of her honestly still wishes he didn't know.]

Yes.

[She hesitates.]

I... can remember things, sometimes. Things that I've never seen. But they're not my memories. They're yours. Memories about you, and a girl named Kairi.

[She already knows that Sora will know exactly who she's talking about. Xion didn't actively seek out Sora's memories once she'd found out what they were; didn't riffle through them looking for information or amusement. Somehow doing so felt... like she was defiling them, somehow, touching something she was never meant to even know about, let alone handle the way she did. But sometimes the memories would come unbidden, most often in dreams and sometimes in her waking moments as well.

She knew that Kairi was someone very special to Sora.]

That's... that's why I look like her.

[Because of Kairi. Because of Sora. Sora made her who she is today.]

[derping]

Kairi...

[So it wasn't a coincedence that she and Xion looked so similiar. It had been so easy to assume that it was, but maybe by now he should have started to figure out that things like that usually didn't happen by chance.]

She's one of my very best friends.

[Or maybe even more special than that, though now wasn't the time to figure out how to describe it. But that didn't matter right now, anyway.

What mattered was that the pieces of him that Xion was made from were some of the most important of all.]

So you look like her because you have my memories of her. But how did you end up with them, anyway?

[He's not accusing her of anything, because maybe she doesn't even know. But he still needs to ask.]

[attheclocktower]

I... don't know. Your memories were pulled apart for some reason, and some of them just... found their way inside me.

It might be what I was made to do, or maybe it was an accident. I don't know. It's not what I wanted.

[So far as she originally knew, she'd been a part of the Organization because she could wield the Keyblade; she could probably attribute that to Sora's memories as well. But could the Organization have designed her to absorb Sora's memories like she had been? Were they the ones who'd pulled them apart in the first place?

Though maybe...]

There's a girl here in the Tower. Her name is Namine... I'm not sure, but... she might know.

[Namine seemed to be pretty knowledgeable about this sort of thing - she'd known why Vanitas and Master Xehanort had seen her as Ven. Maybe Namine knew about this too.

And she had no idea.]

[derping]

[He nods, making a mental note to talk to Namine later. She knew a lot of things, so it didn't seem like much of a stretch that she might know something about this, too.

But something else she said has him wondering...]

What you were...made to do? What are you talking about?

[The word catches his attention, because of reminds him of what she had said during the dream - about being a "puppet". Was Xion created by someone?]

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[Xion bites her lip. Here... was the meat of the matter, wasn't it? But she didn't even know what Sora knew yet or not.]

What... do you know about a group called Organization XIII?

[derping]

Um...

[He scratches his head, looking off to the side while trying to see if the name rang any bells.

...nope. We're coming up with a total of zero bells rung.]

Not a thing. Who are they?

[attheclocktower]

They're a group of Nobodies from our worlds. Nobodies are... they're people who lost their hearts to the Heartless, and the Organization told us that they're trying to get their hearts back by completing Kingdom Hearts. I don't... know if that's true.

[She has some doubts, for various reasons.]

They made me, because I think they wanted somebody else who could use the Keyblade. The only other one who can use the Keyblade in the Organization is Roxas.

But maybe they made me to do that too. Absorb your memories while they'd been scattered.

[derping]

[That's weird. Sora thought that people who had lost their hearts to the Heartless became Heartless. He wants to ask, but he thinks that it might be better to save that for later. He has a feeling the explanation would make his head spin more than it already is.]

I get wanting the Keyblade, but...why would anyone want my memories? I'm not sure I understand.

[The Keyblade is pretty powerful, but why his memories? What was so special about them?]