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towerofanimus2012-11-26 06:04 pm
attheclocktower) wrote in towerofanimus2012-11-26 06:04 pm
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Yeah you know it gets better (Forward-dated to tomorrow)
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.]
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.]
floor 39 oh ho ho
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
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?]