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[ Enter a rather drained and older-looking, 22 year-old Naminé, wandering around the garden. Well, not so much drained as she is frustrated. The droop in her shoulders is a good sign that she's in no mood for arguing or even carrying on a conversation with anyone. You can't really blame her, not when she hasn't been in her home (using that term rather loosely) in months and this is the second time she pops up somewhere she doesn't recognize.

Once reaching a small clearing, she finally collapses, hunched over the grass. She takes a few moments to compose herself before she finally looks up again. The sky's taking on the colors of the sunset, it's a pretty sight. But it isn't something she gives mind to, the realization that she's alone finally settling in and making her rather uncomfortable ]

What now ...?