my heart stood still and then vanished.

[ofchains.livejournal.com]

[a perfectly small and frail girl is seen hiding in the corner. there are far too many people here and she recognizes many of them. trying to stay out of sight lest she be grabbed, beaten, or otherwise disturbed, she curls up in a ball and tries to stay out of people's way.]

[timeline is oblivion floor immediately before final repliku/sora fight.]

Comments

[pseudomancy.livejournal.com]

(oh hey 'sup. Repliku here is also new, and--oh hi frightened Namine. yeah he's gonna go over to see if she's okay)

Namine? Are you okay?

[ofchains.livejournal.com]

[she looks up startled, and sees the replica. oh, she's feeling worse and worse by the minute. she can't really find words so she just... nods. say something, nam, you don't want him going crazy on sora or anyone else.]

I-I'm okay.

[pseudomancy.livejournal.com]

(concerned Repliku is concerned >:)

You sure?

[ofchains.livejournal.com]

[no, she isn't she just bows her head closer to her knees hugging up against her chest.]

It's nothing.

[pseudomancy.livejournal.com]

(...yeah, he doesn't believe that--wait a sec. now that he's looking around, he's sort of. noticed that this doesn't look like Castle Oblivion)

...are we still in Castle Oblivion?

[ofchains.livejournal.com]

[to distract herself, she starts drawing him in her crummy art style with a purple crayon. she shakes her head, not looking at him for the moment.]

No.

[pseudomancy.livejournal.com]

(Repliku thinks her art style is nice >: glances around)

Do you know where we are?

[ofchains.livejournal.com]

[she smiles faintly before dropping her head again. another head shake of "no."]

1/2

[pseudomancy.livejournal.com]

This is really we--

[pseudomancy.livejournal.com]

(--wait what why is there another Namine walking by)

[ofchains.livejournal.com]

[a weak voice.]

That's what it is.

I'm staying away from the clones.

[pseudomancy.livejournal.com]

(still staring)

...this is really messed up.

[ofchains.livejournal.com]

[she just hugs her knees closer.]

[pseudomancy.livejournal.com]

(stops staring, turning his attention back to Namine. hesitantly places a hand on her shoulder)

Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to you.

[ofchains.livejournal.com]

[that empty smile. she's tearing up inside, like shredded paper. she created this knight. none of it is really... well, she can't say that for sure. she laid groundwork. fake or not, his heart is there. hers... is with the one it longs for. her place is in a dark corner, to fade away until she can never hurt anyone again.]

Thank you.

[pseudomancy.livejournal.com]

No problem, Namine.

(while it's a fake promise, he still felt the need to keep it)

[fleurdemort.livejournal.com]

[ofchains.livejournal.com]

[if she could feel an emotion as strong as hatred, her eyes would radiate it as she sees him. as it is, she weakly glares with something like anger.]

[fleurdemort.livejournal.com]

Why such a look?

[ofchains.livejournal.com]

[go away go away go away go away please]

[she opens her eyes-- no. he's still there.]

Nothing.

icon fail. :|

[fleurdemort.livejournal.com]

Then don't look at me like that.

[ofchains.livejournal.com]

[mumbles almost inaudibly toward him.]

Sorry.

[fleurdemort.livejournal.com]

Good.

[esthimir.livejournal.com]

Are you alright?

[ofchains.livejournal.com]

[alarmed yet again, and shakes her head, backing up.]

O-Oh, god, another-- w-what did Vexen do this time?

[esthimir.livejournal.com]

Nothing. You must be a new arrival then, right?

[ofchains.livejournal.com]

[balls her fists at her side. not another one of vexen's things from downstairs...]

Where?

[esthimir.livejournal.com]

The dressing room. People from all different worlds are pulled in here, and there are doubles of everyone.

[ofchains.livejournal.com]

[the shock on her face is almost pitiable.]

Not... in the Castle?

[esthimir.livejournal.com]

Do you mean Castle Oblivion?

[ofchains.livejournal.com]

[she tilts her head.]

If there's anywhere else I could be, I've never heard of it.

[esthimir.livejournal.com]

Mm, I see.



Has Marluxia been defeated yet?

[ofchains.livejournal.com]

[she turns away.]

"Yet"? I-If I ever said... something like that... they might hurt me.

[esthimir.livejournal.com]

...They might have. But things have a way of working themselves out, even when you expect the worst.

[ofchains.livejournal.com]

[she turns to the girl, a step closer.]

Are... you really me?

[esthimir.livejournal.com]

Another version, yes. From another time, most likely.

[ofchains.livejournal.com]

[sits down in a chair nearby and peers over her sketchbook, thinking.]

... do my drawings ever get any better?

[esthimir.livejournal.com]

Well, I think so.

[ofchains.livejournal.com]

[look, you got a smile out of her.]