Yeah you know it gets better (Forward-dated to tomorrow)

[attheclocktower]

Characters: Xion and a bunch of people INCLUDING YOU
Setting: Various people's rooms, then a variety of floors particularly Floor 15
Format: Either works! Starting in action but I'll match
Summary: Xion's had some of the first really good news that she's had in a while. And now that all the language issues have finally been sorted out, she's more than ready to share it. Additionally, she's finally getting some work done on something she's been working on all year.
Warnings: Nothing likely?

Private to Namine, Axel, and OU Sora

[Certain people will find a Xion knocking on the door of their room, sometimes with a more tentative expression than other times, depending on who it was. She had something important to talk to all of them about - in some cases more than one important thing.

But she could do it. She knew she could.]

Open!

[Today will see Xion around her usual haunts in the Tower - on Floor 1, eating meals, on Floor 39, running laps or going through several series of attacks and blocks - both with her Keyblade and hand-to-hand, or on Floor 38 reading a book.

However one particular place they'll find her is Floor 15, where they'll find her pulling a slightly oversized red sweater over her head. It's the culmination of several months' worth of work and at least four other shirts of varying types preceding it (and several other small sewing projects). It's just in time, too, given that the weather is starting to turn colder.

If she looks... slightly proud of herself, pinning her Turk pin to the front of the sweater to make sure it's still visible, well... that's because she is.]

Comments

Lunchtime?

[sacred_flamer]

[Oh, hey, looking for a lunch buddy? Luke's a little pouty as he heads into the cafeteria that afternoon, because oh damn he's been training like hell and now he needs to eat half the food in the Tower. He passes right by Xion's table, not noticing her, but Amnon did.]

[The cheagle hopped off his shoulder, letting out a curious "mieu?" noise as it landed beside her.]

Works for me!

[attheclocktower]

[Xion is startled as the cheagle lands beside her, jerking a little back and looking at it eyes wide.

What was... it didn't look like a monster though and it was broad daylight anyway.

Besides, it was so cute! She doesn't burst out into squeals like she did when she saw Pluto, though there was maybe a little squeak. Smiling a little sheepishly, Xion reaches a hand out to pat the cheagle on the head nervously.]

[sacred_flamer]

[Clearly the way to a cheagel's heart is through petting it, because he let out delighted little "mieu mieu!" noises as he nuzzled back against her hand. Feel free to squeal, Xion, Amnon knows he's cute.]

[Meanwhile, Luke was coming back with a platter loaded with food, already starting to nibble on stuff as he walked. He paused as he came back to the table, rolling his eyes at his cheagle.]

You like hogging all the attention, don't you?

[The pink cheagle let out a proud "Mieu!" snuggling against Xion's hand one more time, before shuffling over to Luke.]

[flared]

[During most of the incident over the network Axel had kept more or less to himself either holed up in his room or wandering the halls on his own to investigate. Today was one of those hermit-y days in which he stayed seated or laid out on his bed, re-reading the notes he'd received the first day arrived or staring absently up at the ceiling.

Fun, right?

The knock distracted him, however, and with a raised brow he pushed himself up to walk over and open the door up. Upon looking down he was surprised to see Xion standing there considering what had recently happened between them...]

... Hey.

[attheclocktower]

[Xion swallowed, her hands tightening into nervous fists. There were a lot of things to talk about with Axel. She'd tell her good news eventually, but... first they needed to... to stop being angry with each other or awkward or something. It was unusually forward of her, but... after she'd lost the chance to fix things between her and Roxas...

She looked down and away.]

Hey. [...] I'm sorry.

[flared]

[This was... oddly forward of her. Axel didn't know what to do at first. Sure, it was awkward, but at the same it was... relieving to have her stand close to him, willing to talk this out. By now he had calmed down since he first showed up and though his mind was far from clear Axel had enough sense to talk with him straight.

With a sigh he shook his head.]

No. ... I should be apologizing to you. I– shouldn't've pushed you that far.

[hachitaro]

[There's a small creature waddling into floor 38, a book clutched in his paws. He blinks up at Xion and heads towards her, a big smile on his face.]

What are you watching?

[attheclocktower]

[Xion turns to see who's speaking and... takes it in stride. It takes a lot to top the surprise of seeing a talking candelabra. She glances down at her book. Now that she was getting better at sewing, she was starting to try to read some new things... things that weren't how-to books.]

It's a book of fairy tales.

[She's a little sheepish about it. She's never really read a lot about this kind of thing before, despite getting the impression it was rather common knowledge to others.]

[hachitaro]

Oh, really? That's neat! What ones are you reading?

[He peers up, craning his neck to look. The problems of being short in this form.]

[derping]

[Xion has very good timing when she comes to visit Sora. He happens to be in his room, going through his trunk...or, rather, the few outfits he has in there. With winter on it's way (or there, really), it's finally occurred to Sora that he has a few issues.

One, he has nothing even remotely appropriate for cold weather, and he doesn't want to have to wander around with a blanket all winter. Two, all of his clothes are starting to seem a little...smaller than they were when he got here. He's puzzling out what to do about this issue when he hears a knock on the door, and it's not long before he opens the door, happy to see that's it's Xion.]

Hey! What's going on?

[attheclocktower]

[And the first thing that Xion does when she sees Sora is launch herself forward and hug him. She hadn't... fully explained why he'd been forgetting things a while ago, and why it'd upset her. And she's not even sure he noticed getting the memories back. But this was also tied up with her sacrificing herself, which Sora had known about

She mumbles into his shoulder]

It's done. I got them to fix it.

[Nouns. Verbs. Explanations. All of these things would be infinitely helpful.]

[derping]

[That wasn't quite what Sora was expecting but, thankfully, Sora has gotten pretty good at this whole hugging thing. He lets her cling, and of course hugs her in return. He has no idea what's going on, but she probably needs it.

Still, explanations would come in handy right about now.]

Fix what? What are you talking about?

[lethechained]

[Naminé wastes little time in answering, her work tucked quickly and safely away. She opens the door just a crack at first, a sliver of her visible as she peeks out. Upon seeing Xion on the other side, she opens the door further, a small smile already on her face, both because she's glad to see the other girl (in one piece, no less) and because she always does think it best to offer Xion whatever comfort she can, with a smile or otherwise.]

Xion...! Hello. Do you need something?

[attheclocktower]

[Xion glanced up a little sheepishly]

Is it okay if I come in?

[Which... means this topic is a bit more personal, but Xion isn't... overly distressed. She's actually smiling, though it's a very small one.]

[lethechained]

[The blonde's smile starts to weaken; she can tell the implications already. But then her eyes find that other smile, and her own recovers.]

Of course.

[She steps aside, holding the door open for Xion.]

You're always welcome.

[nohardfeelings]

[ Oh hoh hum, looks like someone's proud of themselves.

Seiko isn't jealous though. It's a better attempt than Seiko has managed so far(out of all the things Seiko can't do, she can't sew for crap), and the girl looks awfully proud of herself! It's pretty infectious. ]

Ooh! [ She nods to herself! ] That's a very nice sweater you've got there!

[ She, uhh, doesn't mention that it's a bit big... ]

[attheclocktower]

[Xion hadn't realized she might be attracting any attention, so she turns slightly pink and looks down. Still, a small smile remains.]

Thanks... I've been working on it for a while.

[Most of the year, in fact, if you counted learning to sew in general.]

Floor 15

[savedbyasong]

[Shion was just passing when he saw Xion pinning her Turk pin back to her jumper and he grinned.] You finished it!

It looks great!

Floor 15

[attheclocktower]

Yeah [Xion laughed sheepishly] I've been working on it long enough, huh?

Thanks.

floor 39 oh ho ho

[capax_infiniti]

[The usual survey of the tower often nets strange results. This time, he comes across Xion doing a bit of training.

It's familiar in a way, more intimately familiar than it has any business being. It wasn't that long ago... was it? No, it was a few months by now, surely. Still, he finds he can almost predict the patterns in her movements, just how far she moves her legs, how far she reaches, the way she sweeps...

He shakes his head. Not an unwanted memory, but rather pointless. This isn't her, and there isn't any need to reminisce. That plan fell by the wayside and was discarded.

After a few moments he simply leaves, letting her finish, whether she noticed or not.]

floor 39 oh my what's this

[attheclocktower]

[Xion does notice, and even pauses in her repetitions to stare in confusion and faint trepidation, though she's not nearly as uneasy about it as she had been in the past. Just... despite warnings she'd been given, Xehanort had never done anything she could see, and compared to other people who'd done much more overt things... she just wasn't as uneasy as she would have been in the past. She's still nervous, just... not nearly as much.

It's not enough that she might... initiate contact though, at least. Not at this point in time.

When he turns to leave, she bites her lip thoughtfully, then returns to practicing. What was that even about anyway?]

Floor 15

[keybearer]

[Well, well. This is an interesting sight! Especially considering that Riku doesn't spend much time on this particular floor.

Still, he can't help but smile at Xion's work. Whipping up a sweater is no small task... at least in his eyes. (He'd probably create a disaster before coming even remotely close to making wearable clothes.)]

So, you made that all by yourself?

[Maybe he should invest in some knitting lessons at this rate.]

Floor 15

[attheclocktower]

[Xion turns and grins a little sheepishly]

Yeah, though it took me a while. I've been working on stuff like this all year.

[The smile turns a little more thoughtful]

You remember how cold it was, back in February?

Floor 1 - Dinner time?

[pitiedthefool]

[Well, he has been cooking while he can and this? Was not a day for an exception. He tilts his head to the side for a moment as though in thought, but shrugs it off before long. After all, he was just taking some of the results of his cooking (some of the ingredients were different, but it still came out well!) and walking back out of the kitchen area of the cafeteria to sit down and enjoy it when he noticed someone. A face he hadn't seen very often except maybe brief glances in passing since they were in costume. Briefly, he wonders how she did, but brushes it off in favor of simply calling out to her.]

Hey, Xion.

Yes! 8D

[attheclocktower]

[Xion, still in her red sweater glances up when she hears her name being called. When she spots Yu, her face breaks out into something he probably hasn't seen in a while - a bright smile. Gathering up her tray of food, she makes her way over until she's sitting across from him.]

Hey, Yu!