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[littlestderp.livejournal.com]

[ If you happen to be walking down a certain hallway at the moment, you might see a little girl peeking around the corner at you. She's tiny, and can't be more than five years old at the most. But those big baby blues and the black hair down to her chin are straaaangely familiar.

She's even got on an itty bitty Organization coat.

And to top it all off, she looks very confused and a little scared.

Give the itty bitty derp a hand? ]

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[gotowardslight.livejournal.com]

[... It's a little kid in an Organization cloak.

Riku isn't the greatest with kids, buuuut--]

Hey.

[agrabah-weapon.livejournal.com]

Are you troubled, little one?

[Big guy giving her a look, here. He can tell a worried little kid when he sees one, even one dressed in that way - apparently one of them? Interesting.]

[littlestderp.livejournal.com]

[ ducks her head a little, not saying anything or moving any closer to him. she's still too scared to approach a stranger. ]

[littlestderp.livejournal.com]

[ dlkgahlsdkj so huge D8 she cowers a little, frowning and saying nothing ]

[agrabah-weapon.livejournal.com]

[Ack. Okay, he should have expected that, perhaps... he crouches down, closer to her level. Quietly-]

It's okay.

[It's not like she'd be on the menu.]

[gotowardslight.livejournal.com]

[Sigh. He'll...crouch down to her level.]

It's okay.

[littlestderp.livejournal.com]

... [ takes a step closer to him, her frown more questioning now than anything. ]

Hello.

[littlestderp.livejournal.com]

[ s-sob ;; but at least he's not so big now. she moves a tiiiiny bit closer to him, obviously testing the waters, but still not saying anything yet. ]

[agrabah-weapon.livejournal.com]

Sssh. Ssh.

[Friendly smile. No teeth, though.]

Easy, child. Don't be afraid.

[littlestderp.livejournal.com]

... [ takes another step closer, fisting her hands in her coat. ]

Where am I? Who are you? What's going on?

[agrabah-weapon.livejournal.com]

I'm ... [settles on] a friend. My name's Kurt.

[As for explanations... damn. These are hard enough with older people.]

You've come a long way from home.

[littlestderp.livejournal.com]

... I don't know what home is. I don't remember anything.

[agrabah-weapon.livejournal.com]

Nothing but here. You awoke, and this was all.

[He frowns. He understands, to an extent.]

This will all be new, then. But new isn't bad.

[littlestderp.livejournal.com]

Uh huh.

[ just stares at him quietly for a second. then all of a sudden she just blurts this out: ]

ButmynameisXion. I, I remember that.

[agrabah-weapon.livejournal.com]

Xion?

[Good job he never heard the names of the Organization keybearers back home.]

Well, now, Xion. A name is an important thing. Something to hold on to. It's good you can remember that, at least.

[littlestderp.livejournal.com]

Mm! [ finally smiles a little bit. ]

So why're you here?

[agrabah-weapon.livejournal.com]

[Ah. That's an improvement.]

I don't know. I'm - lost too, almost. But it's not a bad place to be.

[littlestderp.livejournal.com]

What's it like here? Is there anything to do?

[agrabah-weapon.livejournal.com]

[He chuckles.]

Almost anything you want, if you look enough.

[gotowardslight.livejournal.com]

[He nods, staying put. Kidssss... well, he'll try his best here.]

You just get here?

[littlestderp.livejournal.com]

[ nodnod. ]

Where is this?

[littlestderp.livejournal.com]

Like what? Is it fun?

[gotowardslight.livejournal.com]

It's... well, it'd take some time to explain. Most people call it the dressing room.

[agrabah-weapon.livejournal.com]

[He frowns.]

What's fun for me wouldn't be fun for you. But there must be things here...

[littlestderp.livejournal.com]

Dressing room?

[ blink. looks down at her coat, then tugs on it. "dressing," right? weird. blinks up at him again. ]