I don't know what I want;

[copied-heart.livejournal.com]

Why do you think he always bring back orchids with him? I mean, he looks at them as if they're--

[That would be a Xion coming out from the beach room, talking to someone over her shoulder. The moment she notices the scenery has changed, she freezes and looks around. And notices that a certain red head she was talking to is gone.]

Axel?

[ooc: canon. no spoilers yet.]

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[fauxpromise.livejournal.com]

[Derp. Now here's a face he's never seen before... She looks kind of like Namine, but.]

[copied-heart.livejournal.com]

[Same. You feel familiar only not really and now she's turning around to stare at you. She has never interacted with someone outside the Organization.]

[fauxpromise.livejournal.com]

[O snap! Spotted. Hrm...]

Who are you supposed to be?

[copied-heart.livejournal.com]

[-- we were supposed to be intimidating, damnit. Right uh.]

Shouldn't you introduce yourself first?

[fauxpromise.livejournal.com]

Heh. Right.

[crosses his arms, but steps closer]

Name's Riku.

[copied-heart.livejournal.com]

[Wonders briefly if she should be talking to this boy buuuut.]

I'm Xion.

[todomarishi]

[Just passing by, walking along, taking a short glance to his left and- awkward double take. Whoa, déjà vu.]

[fauxpromise.livejournal.com]

Xion, huh?

[hrm.]

You're one of them, aren't you? You've got the same exact cloak as Marluxia and the others.

[copied-heart.livejournal.com]

[...intimidating man in armor is intimidating. Backs away slowly.]

[copied-heart.livejournal.com]

XI?

But he's gone.

[fauxpromise.livejournal.com]

Gone? Hardly. He and Larxene are probably still at that castle.

[copied-heart.livejournal.com]

No, Axel told us. He's the only one who survived. The mission at Castle Oblivion is over.

[Who are you and why are you so obnoxious. :|]

[todomarishi]

[One of the many downsides to armor... Not sure if it'll help much, but taking off the helmet?]

[fauxpromise.livejournal.com]

Over?

[...hn.]

Must be from a different time. This place does that.

[copied-heart.livejournal.com]

[God, why are you so tall. Looks up at him curiously. He sort of looks like Superior. You'll have better luck getting memory pings from her Roxas, though. She doesn't know you. She thinks.]

[copied-heart.livejournal.com]

How do you know about the Organization in the first place?

... different time?

[fauxpromise.livejournal.com]

They were the ones in the castle. The ones who found Namine.

[nods]

Apparently. This world makes no sense. It pulls in people and refuses to let them out. Even the darkness won't work.

[copied-heart.livejournal.com]

...who's ... Namine?

[She remembered hearing Axel let the name slip out once, but she shrugged it off before.

Okay, that can't be right. Tries to make a portal.

Nothing.]

[fauxpromise.livejournal.com]

Someone important to me. More than anyone else.

['sup. He might just be clutching a star-shaped charm]

Like I said, it won't work.

[copied-heart.livejournal.com]

[Blink blink. Huh. A part of her sort of imagined that star made up of thalassa shells. Quietly fingers the one in her pocket.]

Where am I?

[fauxpromise.livejournal.com]

People call it the dressing room. Some other world that pulls in people from 'alternate realities'. Believe me, I don't get half of what goes on here.

[todomarishi]

[Luck of the genetic draw and/or magical vegetables. The longer he watches her, the more convinced he becomes that he's met her before. Or seen her somewhere. Or something. Can't quite put his thumb on it, but very familiar feelings going on. Maybe it's just the hair or the coat...]

You must be new here.

[copied-heart.livejournal.com]

Alternate... realities?

[fauxpromise.livejournal.com]

Something like that. Basically, a bunch of different versions of everyone.

[copied-heart.livejournal.com]

... where is here, exactly?

[She has a feeling being nice is the way to go to talk to this guy.]