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sunset_horizons2014-10-05 08:56 am
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Open Post ☼ 01 | ❝Hear... Feel... Think...❞
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She didn't need any kind of telling twice - nonverbal or otherwise - but Aqua grabbing her hand still is a bit of a surprise. It takes her a step or two, but she's quickly able to match pace with the older woman, pausing only to wave a hand and close the corridor behind them - but not before they hear an explosion from one of those mines go off.
Her footsteps slow a little then, and her attention turns to her surroundings, trying to pick a good spot to exit. Sure it had been an emergency, but Aqua still didn't have a Black Coat. It would really be best not to linger.
It doesn't take her long to find it, thankfully, and she waves a hand to open the corridor onto golden beams and sun-warmed bricks.
She turns to look at Aqua.]
Welcome to Twilight Town. I think... I don't know when this is, here, but I think we should be safe, for the time being.
[So long as they don't draw too much attention to themselves.]
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The stadium.
Soon as they're through, she lets go of Xion's hand as though just realizing she'd done it. Though the sight of their current surroundings brings a hint of a smile to her face.]
If what his dreams said are true, it's much more peaceful than where we just were, too.
[She should... probably elaborate on that more. Right now though, she's just kind of in surprise that it actually worked... No Heartless in sight.]
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[There's an uncomfortable stirring here. A half-memory, a feeling she'd come to associate with the Everythings they'd seen once. Whatever the memory was, it hadn't been good. She was, though, used to such passing feelings. The bigger reminder was seeing it - in her mind's eye - dead and lifeless, the skies a dark mockery of what they had once been, the buildings decaying and deserted. She pushed it to the back of her mind though. That was so long ago. Still, a frown shows on her face for a moment, before it faded and she turned back to Aqua.
Because there was something she'd said that was puzzling.]
Whose dreams?
[And what did dreams have to do with this?]
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[More like: was abducted, much like they had in Hinoto-Ri. Though they really couldn't complain due to what they'd seen of their paths in the mirrors.]
Though we should probably talk about this elsewhere... [She's pretty sure those are the voices of some locals, and while she doesn't mind breaking the timeline... world order must be protected always.]
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But still, Aqua's words raise a good point, and while world order still means nothing to her the idea of locals overhearing about the Tower doesn't seem to be a good one.
She hesitates, trying to think of a good spot. She knows Twilight Town very well, but there aren't many places she knows that they couldn't be found or spotted. If they actually had a private residence that might be possible but...]
We could go to Sunset Terrace. It's in the open, but we'll be able to hear anybody coming. Or maybe the back garden of the Old Mansion.... though there might be others there.
[She doesn't know if DiZ is still using it as a base here... in general she doesn't know the timeline. The Clock Tower just feels too much like asking to be found by someone though, so she doesn't suggest it.]
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Sounds like Sunset Terrace is our best option.
[For as much as she would like somewhere more secluded, she doesn't know what is going on in the worlds at present any more than Xion does. For all she knows, it could be during the time Riku is fighting Roxas... (it's hard to forget those images she'd seen from the young boy's memories) or beyond that. After all, her only clue was a stranger she had no clue what his name was.]
Lead the way, Xion.
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She ends up parking underneath the sculpture resembling the clock tower - it'll be easy to see what she's referring to about it's relative safety. There's a lot of open space around them, but almost no way for someone to get too near without being seen.]
So... I guess I should figure out where to start.
[Even with all of the people's she's explained it to in her own time, it's never been easy to do.]
Did... you have any questions, I guess?
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Aqua follows quietly, trying to gauge Xion's expression as best as she could. Something had bothered her about her reaction to Roxas's name. The two had always seemed so close back in Promenade... Did something happen with this Xion and her best friend?
No, now didn't seem the best time to ask that particular question. Not when Xion seems about as lost as she is in where to start.]
Well, the last time we saw each other...I believe you were missing a few--
[fingers. Maybe it's a bit insensitive, but she wasn't really around to see someone come back from the dead and regain all missing appendages and other body parts. Grabbing her hand reminded her of that.]
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Oh... yeah. I died, so... they came back.
[Right. That... actually was a good place to start.]
I guess it wasn't... exactly dying. Not completely.
[She hesitates again, still picking her point, but the beginning, the how was probably easiest]
That's... what made you guys - the ones from Hinoto-Ri - so different from us. Why you didn't have the collars, why it was so much more dangerous for you. Why they had to change the Tower so much before you guys could go into it. For so long they'd made it for us.
That world... it was never a good one. Even before it was destroyed. The scientists in the Tower of Animus... they were trying to experiment to create immortality. By splitting the soul from the body. And with Ruana, the one admin you saw who was a girl... it worked. They did it, but destroyed all of their world in the process.
She was really alone, for a long time. Until... she wanted company. So she brought us there, by doing the same thing to us that was done to her.
[Destroying their worlds, splitting their souls from their bodies. Making them essentially immortal.
She starts suddenly when a memory comes back to her. She hadn't thought about it for the longest time - at the time it'd happened, Nyarlahotep's words had meant little to her, with news of the infiltration still leaking out. And yet-]
He said it. When Zo turned on the terminals. That... thing you all came here, to try to chase. He said something about us being... "disembodied souls."
[Her hands come up to make a circle, thumbs upward, which she rests on her own body, right around the middle of her chest, where her heart was. To frame where the light of their souls had been.]
We... that's all we ever were. Our souls were taken from our bodies and put in these wireframes, which they made to look like our own.
Nothing in that place was really real, by then. Except us.
[Their souls, the bonds they'd made. And the Hinoto-Ri residents who'd visited. As Xion had said, that was what had made them different.]
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[Aqua gasps, hand going to her mouth to keep herself from further outburst that could likely gain the attention of someone else. The lack of gravity with that statement made it all the more disconcerting, and all the more worrisome.
She wants to interrupt. Wants more than anything when Xion mentioned what Ruana did. Yet she stays silent, too shocked at first by the revelation to do so.]
...Nyarlathotep. [She says under her breath, the memory of that message coming back to her like the message in the maze.] It's name was Nyarlathotep.
[For the longest time, since she'd followed her own string back to her universe, she'd feared for the Tower residents' well being. Though first expelled by Ruana herself, then trapped in the darkness--it was all she could do to keep living and trying to find a way out to get back to so many friends.
To people and places she never thought she'd see again.
Maybe that's what caused her blood to boil, hearing that someone could (or rather, would and had) done that to other people. Human or not. The fact that some were friends only made it worse.]
How could someone do something like that?
[Though the way she'd said it--]
But you're here now, so you all learned how to undo the hurt Ruana caused?
[Otherwise she is going to find a way to get back there and punch a girl with light magic. Do not tempt her further after the years she spent honing her skills nigh without ceasing.]
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[Her smile is soft and a little sad when she says it.]
It's funny but... After you left... the thing we were able to learn started to change things. Before, we were trying to figure things out, but the had us so wrapped up from the start we may never have gotten anywhere. But... you all helped, more than any of us realized. We started to fight more, and learn more. Eventually... I think we were getting close, but we were running out of time too. And Ruana realized this. She wanted to keep us there, even if she had to kill us all - really kill us.
[She's skimming over details, a lot, but she wants to answer Aqua's question first and foremost.]
But Zo - the little boy admin - he stopped her, and because of what we found out and told him, he was able to realized how to put us back in a way that revived our worlds at the same time.
[A sharp look of pain crosses her face.]
But after that he stayed with her, to... He wanted to lay them both to rest, especially her. Since she'd been alone, and unable to die for so long.
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[She's silent for a long while. Trying to listen and not go on a righteous fury, or worse - say something she'll regret. The different versions of Xion she had met always had a hard time opening up, and that this Xion trusted her enough to say what she is saying is not to take lightly.
Sacrifice never was. That Xion would look so pained over Zo's implied... passing...
And after all the untold suffering, all the people she could have told instead... Xion had chosen to speak to her.
Without any hesitation, Aqua pulled the younger girl close. Her own outrage at what happened to someone she cared for could wait for now. Her young friend needed some form of comfort.]
I'm so sorry, Xion.
[For not being able to help more, for not being there longer, and that fate had dealt such a heavy hand to someone she cared for.]
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It's probably better this way. He... he wanted to do it, and besides... Otherwise she may have come after us, or tried again.
[Suddenly though, she pulls away, a watery but suddenly... almost mischievous smile on her face.]
Or maybe not... We... may have kind of destroyed the Tower's power core.
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[She nods faintly, letting Xion go just a little. The look on her face was enough to know, but that bit of news...]
Oh did you now?
[She can't help but smile at that, and maybe ruffle Xion's hair a little bit. Now that sounded more like something she'd do.]
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Yeah, that's why we were running out of time. We had to find a way to fix everything before the emergency power ran out.
[And just as suddenly, the turn towards levity shifts back to seriousness. Though maybe a bit less somber.]
Ruana was so angry, and it was risky, I know, but... We found out things we may never have otherwise.
[things she's already hinted at but not said outright.]
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From the short time we were there, my daughters and I got that impression. Fighting against fate and time... it always carries a risk that something could go wrong.
[She bends down a little, moving the hand on Xion's head to her right cheek.]
That you are standing in front of me is something I could never have dreamed of. You and the others made what seemed impossible possible, and that's amazing in itself.
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She shakes her head. Her eyes are sparkling with tears again, these of a very different quality than her sorrow over Zo. What... can she even say to that?
It takes her a few moments until she's able to speak again. Because speaking of fighting fate...]
Hey... do you... remember the last time we talked about stuff like this?
[Remember the time I had a temper tantrum that you hugged me through because I was terrified of my own future?]
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I do. You were uncertain about how the Xion from Hinoto-Ri managed to change her fate.
[It's hard to forget a temper tantrum of that magnitude, even though there were no kicks or screams. ...She may have had a bruise from it (or was it that "event" she got dragged into? ...Who knew at this point.)]
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Xion's eyes are suddenly drawn to the ground, almost shy.]
Yeah. And... I still am.
[There's a very, very tiny smile on her face.]
But I know how I changed mine.
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[Some days, she wished she'd been given the opportunity to ask her daughter how she managed to change her fate. Yet with how things had developed in the city, the chance slipped through her grasp. Ah, the irony that she'd just recalled. It had been the same Xion who found her with her friends, hadn't it?
Though her reverie is interrupted by one little sentence.]
You did it? [At first, she is visibly excited by the idea. However, when she thinks on it...] What happened?
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[Xion's face reddens slightly. Light, Aqua doesn't know about any of the good things that happened. Reno coming back, getting adopted, stopping Riki...
Fighting for a future she could believe in.
Focus on the question Xion.]
Well, I didn't want to disappear, then more than ever. So... I left, I talked to Riku and Namine, and... it turns out when they found out, they didn't think it was safe for me to go back to Sora anymore. With all those memories...
I got Roxas and... it took longer, but Naminé sorted out our memories. They're both awake now too.
[That very slightly melancholy look is back though. Neither really knew the full facts about the situation - Riku and Naminé honestly had the biggest picture, the latter particularly because of her work in sorting their memories out.]
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Thank goodness.
[Ah, that at least one group of friends remained together... She was happy for them, yet at the same time... maybe a little jealous.]
But, what of Xehanort?
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Well... Riku took care of Ansem, and... we took care of Xemnas not too long ago. But... I haven't seen the one that was at the Tower at all.
I think some of the others are still worried for now, but other than that I'm not sure.
[Some of the even more worried people are people Xion has indeed never met.]
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Then your worlds are still in danger...
[And if Riku's knowledge on the subject meant anything, so were hers.]
I'm not surprised that you haven't... He's more likely wanting to focus on his worlds first before looking at other... "possibilities," but Xion. There is a chance that your world's Xehanort is about to return as his whole self.
Back in Hinoto-Ri, a Riku who had shown the mark of a Keyblade Master had witnessed a gathering of eleven different people with parts of Xehanort's heart within them, waiting to welcome "Master" Xehanort.
When he does return, he is going to try and gather the "pieces" needed to create the χ-blade. Seven people of light, thirteen of the darkness - with his vessels as the thirteen. If I'm right, he already has twelve darknesses.
He will target you and your friends, just as they targeted me and mine.
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But... why? What does he want it for? What does he want us for?
[It's easy to conceive the possibility that they might be some of the lights. At the very least that they might be against him.
Still, it's frustrating, and feels a bit like overkill. After everything they've done already.
Some of the more subtle effects of the Tower are probably showing themselves now, if Aqua is observant enough to notice. For the longest time, Xion was solely responsible for the future of her world. And when she returned home, the weight of that responsibility... never really went away. Even now it feels like this is primarily her burden to shoulder. The burden of knowledge, of knowing how things could go, and the most likely way to avoid that future.
Even when that foreknowledge is beginning to fail her, as it is now, the responsibility is still there. Because really, who else could really take her place?
Her shoulders sag a little under the weight of it all, her head hanging.]
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sob guess whose account finally expired
welcome to the club of expired accounts :C
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