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[xionpuppet.livejournal.com]

[ In the Destiny Islands room, there's a girl sitting at the shoreline of the play island. The tide's washing in up to her knees by now, and her feet are buried by the sand that the water has pushed around over the last hour that she's spent here.

What's she going to do today? There's an ocean to be swum, an obstacle course to be run, a paopu tree to be visited, exploring to be had (although she is pretty sure that she already knows this place like the back of her hand), and so much more.

Oh. Her fingertips brush against something in the sand, and she peers down at the half-exposed thalassa shell beside her hip. She digs the rest of it out of the sand, then holds it out for the tide to rinse it off.

And now Xion knows. This is her favorite room she's stumbled upon since her arrival. ]

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[xionpuppet.livejournal.com]

It's like I said: if it weren't for you, I'd never have been able to meet them. Or... even if I did, I wouldn't have been me.

[ Hee. Xion hopes Sora understands. ]

[soracles.livejournal.com]

[... beams. there are few things he's done in his life that makes him proud of himself, and the ability to give Xion a life of her own is quickly climbing to the top of the list. his smile turns a little bashful as he thinks about it, and he tries to hide it by occupying himself with his smoothie. bring on the brain freeze!]