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[ou] naminé

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Characters: [OU] Naminé and anybody who finds her/her Shadow.
Setting: All over the tower
Format: Up to you
Summary: Naminé's shadow is running around... being nice to people? For the most part, anyway. (Watch out, she's kind of emotional.) Still, this is probably going to get awkward once the real Naminé catches up to her. / Yeah, it gets messy.
Warnings: Emotional Shadow, denial, Shadow Boss Fight and all that entails.

[NORMAL MODE]

[Naminé - or at least someone who looks exactly like her - appears to be in a very strange mood today. Every little thing seems to effect her; one second she's smiling fit to put the sun out of business and the next it looks like rainclouds are what she'll be replacing. The longer she spends on her own, the more distraught she seems to get, but since she appears to be seeking out anyone she(?) knows or recognizes, chances are she'll remedy that problem soon enough. Anybody that's ever met Naminé is likely to be mercilessly hunted down and... smiled at? Whatever the reason, she seems to be very happy to see anyone, anyone at all, but especially the people that she's already met before, and even more so the people she's formed more proper a friendship with. So, anybody that she sees will likely be accosted upon discovery by a very cheerful young lady. (Careful, though - she's liable to be very sad if she's not treated well.)]

[The real Naminé will be searching the tower herself, trying not quite frantically but about as close as she gets, to find her double. Passersby may be accosted by this Naminé as well, only this one appears to be consistently grim and concerned, and she's looking for information regarding the location of her duplicate.]

[BOSS MODE]

[Whoops. So apparently, someone had trouble accepting that this strange person wandering around was part of her - not only due to her own issues with denial but also because come on, how could she trust something like that in this particular Tower, infamous for screwing with people as it is?]

[Floor to ceiling, it seem like everywhere you look there is a giant mass of chains, shifting as though they're alive. In the center of it all is the Shadow Naminé, held aloft by those chains. Clothed in a dress that seems to go on forever, she's draped head to toe in white fabric. The bottom is loose and flowing, the ends cut in a pattern of semi-circles. The front is short enough for the ends of her toes to almost show, assuming she has them, but the back forms quite the train. The middle and bodice are the only things that seem to be tight, and quite tight at that; in combination with the bottom and the long, flowing sleeves that repeat the pattern of semi-circles but go so far past her hands as to totally obscure them and hang off, flying about with her motions when she makes them, she almost seems too thin in the middle. Veiled as she is, the only part of her skin that shows is the space between her nose and about where the line of the real girl's dress usually is. The Shadow's skin is just slightly paler than its counterpart's, though her lips and cheeks are darker, more noticable and expressive, almost, despite the fact that her eyes are obscured. She's almost reminiscent of some the lesser Nobodies, with their wasp waists and strange limbs and flexibility and their apparent lack of eyes, only what's underneath seems almost disturbingly human, for such a creature.]

[It'd likely be hard enough to get to her with just the chains everywhere, but what's worse is that she also seems to be making use of Corridors of Darkness. Fortunately for passersby, she only seems to be interested in attacking Naminé, both with the chains (which the girl is doing her best to block with Reflect, though she'll soon tire at this rate) and with less obvious means. This is also a clash of similar powers, powers over the mind and heart; at first it is visible only in Naminé's apparent distraction, but as time goes by and the battle gets more intense, something about the whole area just seems wrong, like it isn't quite real. Those who are sensitive to such things may notice a fairly terrifying amount of magical/psychic energy that just keeps building up.]

[Those who choose to interfere will find that, unless they attempt to attack her directly, the Shadow Naminé will not attack them. She will say things to discourage them from doing so, but only if they persist to the point of injuring her will she actually fight back. Mental attacks on those susceptible include attempted memory removal and causing intense headaches and/or hallucinations, but the real Naminé will be doing her best to block such things with her own influence. Aside from that, there's the kind of stuff that Naminé will not be able to help much with, like direct attacks from the chains. For the most part, such attacks will be limited to attempting to restrain the interloper and/or cast them into a portal and send them to another part of the tower, usually a benign one where they will not be injured but are nevertheless removed from the fight until they can get back to where it is, should they choose to return. Actually attempting to hurt someone will only happen if they have repeatedly damage the Shadow Naminé and will be limited to attempted knockouts with as little permanent/fatal injury as can be managed.]

[Needless to say, Naminé is going to need some help.]

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[She seems rather unperturbed about him trashing chains. There are many more where that came from, after all.]

I'd rather not kill her. I'd rather not hurt her at all - I'd rather not hurt anyone. [Which may be evidenced by the lack of retaliation against him.] But she needs to learn to let go of the lies. [Definitely not sounding amused anymore, just sad. The particular section of chains the shadow Naminé is hiding in isn't moving around quite as much anymore. Looks like someone's distracted.] If this is the only way... then so be it.

[He sees that section stop moving as much and quickly moves toward that area so he can swing his sword.]

I haven't really seen attacking us as a real winner to doing that. It kind of just ends in a lot of unneeded maiming. Believe it or not, most people don't like that.

[If he keeps at it long enough to either bat away or cut through the chains, he might be able to get a hit in. For now, though,]

It's never mattered what we liked or didn't like. Things are the way they are. All she has to do is see them.

[Someone sounds a tiny bit distracted. ~~Might be falling on deaf ears anyway since she comes from a universe where beating people up is actually a good way to progress--~~ The real Naminé's holding her own, at least for now, though somewhere between the chains she looks as though she's concentrating very hard on something. Is it just the shield, or something else?]

[Dave isn't completely sure what that even means. He doesn't know a hell of a lot about the other, so trying to continuously speak with her shadow was odd at best.

Dave swings his blade, not willing to really just bat away the chains. He just wanted to get this done and over with. The faster they deal with this, the faster neither of them are in potential danger.]

[He may manage to get at least one hit in - and that's enough to have a few of the chains move to attempt to brush him away, the section of the others that are keeping the shadow aloft moving to shift her away from him.]

Stop it--!

[He grips his sword tightly, hand shaking a bit.

Okay, this was really hard. Because it's still kind of her. A Shadow her, but still her. Her voice and everything. And the fact he had to try killing her. It actually hurt a lot more than he bargained.] Sorry. [He attempts cutting through the chains to get at her again.]

[Whether or not the apology does anything to placate her is hard to tell, but the more he cuts at the chains the more they threaten to push back.]

I don't want to hurt you...! Just leave!

[Good luck with that, Dave.]

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[He doesn't stop though. And he hates that she's saying that because it makes this harder.]

I can't leave without her.

[Or he won't, rather. The shadow is quiet for a little while, and then--]

Thank you. For being such a good friend.

[... But he still needs to go, so some of those chains will be trying to force him back toward the stairs, if he isn't careful.]

[He will cut through as many chains as he has to. He's not going to let her deal with this on her own.

Although hopefully her shadow is ready for another Dave or two to pop up. Dave is setting up his time loops, or what he hopes will be stable time loops. He's not so sure all of them will eventually be him again. He also hopes they do because the last thing Namine needs to see are dead versions of him lying around.]

[That quite sufficiently catches the shadow version off guard; neither she nor the original Naminé were aware enough of such an ability to be prepared for it. It's very fortunate that the shadow Naminé is distracted as well, because the real Naminé would otherwise have been in for it thanks to her own distraction upon seeing multiple Daves running around. If he's quick about it, he should be able to get a good few hits in before the shadow Naminé recovers.]

[Dave and his other selves don't waste anytime to attack. The faster he gets this over with, the better. Especially on his conscious. As long as he remembers that he's doing this to keep Namine safe, it makes it a little easier.]

[They manage to do some significant damage - enough to have the shadow swinging with considerably less attention to holding back. It probably can't take much more, and its definitely making things easier on the real Naminé, who can now keep more of her attention on the physical fight.

[Dave just doesn't think too much on who he's attacking. He just needs to take this down so they can call it a day.

At the very least, it helps that there's more of him to fight this with.]

[Which means that along with the shadow's increasing distress and distraction, he'll have plenty of openings should he choose to take them, and it looks like this fight won't go on much longer if he does.]

[Dave is glad for that. He just wants this thing to go down and be done with it. Maybe kind of just keep to himself for a bit after to let the dull ache go away. It's not her, but he still talked to her shadow and it was still nice. It was still like attacking the real thing practically.]

[Provided that he keeps it up, soon enough the mass of chains containing the shadow will at last lower harshly to the ground, the other chains dropping down as well with a loud clatter. Whatever's become of the shadow, it's concealed for the moment. The real Naminé cautiously lets her shield fade, mostly for the purpose of trying to recover her energy for the moment while she can. She's definitely not letting her guard down, though, because,]

... She's not gone.

[Dave lands next to Namine. He still has his sword raised, and his other timeline versions were still cautious too.]

That would just make life too convenient for us. [He's so done with all this Shadow bullshit, oh my god.]

[Naminé doesn't have time to respond before the last of the chains slip away, seeming to pass right through the floor. Once they're gone, the shadow is visible again - upright, apparently unharmed, and looking like Naminé herself again... aside from the eyes. There's a quiet gasp from the real one, then,]

Are you ready to listen to me now, or are we going to have to do that all over again?

[Dave stands close to Namine, keeping his sword raised.

This was getting tedious. He'd probably get worn out before they can get rid of it. He glances at Namine.] Any ideas?

[She falters, looking over at him, then her double. After a few moments' hesitation,]

... I guess... I don't have any choice.

[Well, the shadow seems pleased, at least, even if the real Naminé is frowning.]

[Dave straightens up, lowering his sword, but keeping a tight grip on it.

O...kay?

[She hesitates, looking over at him for a long moment as if considering something, then,]

If-- you want to leave... I'd understand.

[But she won't tell him to, even if there are things that might be discussed that she's hesitant to spread around.]

You've already done more than enough.

[And if she messes up again--]

No.

[His answer is firm.] I'm not just going to leave you to this. What type of fucking friend would I be if I just ditched halfway through?

Sorry, but you're kind of stuck with me. You'll just have to deal.

[For a second, it looks like she might continue to protest, but once that moment is over, she stops, shuts her mouth, then... nods, not quite but almost smiling.]

Alright. I'll deal.

[That said, now comes the unfortunate time where she has to turn her attention back to her Shadow, who's smiling like a cat who caught a canary (only more calmly, perhaps.)]

... Funny, isn't it, that you've made so many friends here.

[Which seems to somehow be offensive to the original Naminé, if the slight shift in her expression is any indication.]

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