one;

[once-xiv.livejournal.com]

[Well, Dressing Room, you'd better watch out for the newest Xion. Not only does she have her Keyblade out, but she's in a battle stance, as if she was in the middle of a battle. Her coat is slightly singed, like she was on the receiving end of a Fire spell recently, and there's blood dripping from a cut on her cheek.]

You won't get away with...This?

[She turns around, Keyblade still in hand, confused.]

Where did he go...?

(OOC: info in profile! I doubt there'll be spoilers in the comments, but I'll mark them if they do come up. Edit: Bed. I'll tag back in the morning.)

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[ivth.livejournal.com]

Just what are you planning to do, XIV?

[ Curious Vexen Is Curious. ]

[once-xiv.livejournal.com]

[--!!

She doesn't attack, but she doesn't dismiss her Keyblade either. She might or might not actually recognize Vexen, but that coat is unmistakable.]

... I'm not XIV anymore.

[caliginousness.livejournal.com]

[Late forever. Comes out of a portal, Way to Dawn at the ready. Damnit, where's Axel.]

[once-xiv.livejournal.com]

[Not here, obviously. She tenses when she sees the portal forming, but relaxes when she sees it's him and not Axel.]

Did you see him?

[caliginousness.livejournal.com]

No.

[Lowers his weapon.]

Was he alone?

[once-xiv.livejournal.com]

[...Shakes her head.]

XIII was with him.

[caliginousness.livejournal.com]

[Sora's Nobody. Huh. Dismisses the Keyblade then walks over to her.]

It's been getting frequent.

[once-xiv.livejournal.com]

Mm.

[Dismisses hers too, raising a hand to touch the cut on her cheek gently.]

[twilit-kid.livejournal.com]

You gots a owie, right there.

['sup, it's a tiny Riku in a one-piece bunny sleeping outfit, with chickenpox blisters covered in calamine lotion. dare you come closer?]

[once-xiv.livejournal.com]

[... Tiny Riku, what. Sorry, she'll just be staring.]

...Riku?

[twilit-kid.livejournal.com]

How'd you know my name? I didn't tell you yet!

[once-xiv.livejournal.com]

It's... Why are you so small?

[Her brain might be a little bit broken.]

[twilit-kid.livejournal.com]

I'm four!

[look, he even knows how many fingers that is]

[once-xiv.livejournal.com]

[Then why are you only holding up one in that icon.]

Did something happen?

[gotowardslight.livejournal.com]

['sup, person he's never seen before, with a Keyblade and Org cloak...

This 'ku here just watches warily.]

[once-xiv.livejournal.com]

[...Wait, why are you shorter. Frowns, not dismissing her Keyblade.]

...Riku?

[gotowardslight.livejournal.com]

That's me. And you are?

[once-xiv.livejournal.com]

Xion.

[It's pretty much an automatic response. She pauses, looking confused.]

Why do you look younger?

[gotowardslight.livejournal.com]

Because I'm a different Riku.

[...oh boy.]

You must be new.

[once-xiv.livejournal.com]

New?

[That would be a yes.]

[notyetdancing.livejournal.com]

[[And there's a little boy who's all worried about Xion's state. The scorch marks and the cut are worrying him.]]

Lady, you're bleedin'!

[once-xiv.livejournal.com]

...IX?

[You are so tiny--Wait, maybe this kid just looks like him. She dismisses her Keyblade, wiping the blood away.]

I'm okay. It's just a cut.

[notyetdancing.livejournal.com]

[[He fumbles with his pockets, and pulls out a clean handkerchief.]]

H-here! Clean it, clean it clean it clean it!

[once-xiv.livejournal.com]

[She takes the handkerchief, dabbing at the cut.]

There, it's clean.

[notyetdancing.livejournal.com]

Thank goodness!

[[And he soaks the handkerchief with a little jet of water, trying to get the blood out. He flails it around after, trying to dry it.]]