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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.]
no subject
U-um... if you wanna talk about it, I'll listen?
[He reached up, rubbing the back of his neck.]
I-I mean... I'm not the best person for comforting people but... uh...
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It reminded me of what I am. That's all.
[Which is a lie basically. The thing about the Tower was when you were constantly struggling to survive, existential issues - at least for her - had become something that wasn't nearly as important in the grand scheme of things. Not so though, when you have it rubbed in your face exactly what you are.
Puppet. Broken doll. Less than a Nobody.]
no subject
...what you are? But you're human, right?
no subject
Remember... a while ago? After the Shadows... you said yours thought you were a copy?
[She grimaces, slightly]
If your Shadow was right... you should know you're not the only one.
[She'd honestly like to pull her hood up.]
no subject
[He cut himself off, looking embarrassed, before lowering his voice.]
You're a replica?
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That'd be a yes, Luke. Same word and everything
Not that she realizes that other worlds use different words]no subject
How... how was it for you? Did you always know that you were? Did you... know your original?
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No... For the longest time, I thought I was a Nobody. [The way she says "nobody" is strange, almost like she's saying "I thought I was a human".
She fumbles a bit over the idea of "original" before deciding he must be talking about the person she was made from. At least... that's what makes the most sense.]
And... I do, but I never met him back home. He's here in the Tower.
[Yep her original is a "he". Thank you KH canon.]
no subject
[Wait. What. What. What.]
'He'...?
[WAIT WHAT THE HELL WENT WRONG!?]
no subject
[What's wrong about it? THE ONLY CASE XION KNOWS FROM HER WORLDS IS HER OWN SO SHE DOESN'T GET WHAT'S STRANGE ABOUT IT...]
no subject
[Well, if they can create people like this, then why can't they... alter them?]
[...he's so grateful this wasn't the case for him, though. Assuming he really is a replica; man, that would be awkward as hell.]
...do you guys get along at least?