WHAT IS THIS IDEK

[memoryblossom.livejournal.com]

[Anyone in the forest room today might hear someone humming. And, the voice of the person who's humming, probably sounds to most people, too beautiful to be real. Though, that's just one of her gifts.

Another gift she was given, should anyone walk deep enough into the room to actually see her, sitting on a log at the far side of a clearing, is beauty. Hair soft as silk, shimmering in the sunlight showing through the leaves of the trees, flawless pale skin, and eyes bluer than the sky.

Her third gift, should that person not make themselves known to her, can be seen as she starts making flowers grow along the log, and over the ground surrounding it. Though, she was actually born with that power. The actual gift, is, just a little more impressive.]

[ooc: I HAVE NO EXCUSE FOR THIS.]

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[darksxdaughter.livejournal.com]

[Vanessa had been training here for a while, pausing when she heard the humming. Flicking her wrist a bit, her Dark Before Dawn keyblade vanished as she went to investigate, staying hidden behind a tree as she watched.]

[memoryblossom.livejournal.com]

[Well then please dont mind the young girl growing more flowers over here. This place needs a bit more colour.]

[darksxdaughter.livejournal.com]

[Chewing on her bottom lip, Vanessa stepped out from behind the tree. Dark-haired fourteen-year-old, little enough to pass for nine, standing there with a hand on the tree.]

That's cool.

[Ugh what is she doing, she's supposed to be evil like her dad, but Mom's influenced her a lot apparently.]

[memoryblossom.livejournal.com]

[Jumps a bit before turning to look at the girl.]

Oh, thankyou.

[Small smile.]

[darksxdaughter.livejournal.com]

[Vanessa looks warily at the flowers, skirting around them in case the Darkness she has does something to them, she doesn't want to make the other girl sad....darnit Mom why have you made her feel like this, she wants to be like Daddy!]

Um..my name's Vanessa, are you new?

[memoryblossom.livejournal.com]

I'm Sakura.

[Blinks.]

New?

[....Glances around. She hasn't left the forest though.]

[darksxdaughter.livejournal.com]

[Vanessa crouches down on the other side of the flower patch and smiles at Sakura.]
Pretty name.

You're in some kind of....my mom called it a dressing room, I think. There's a lot of different versions of people here, I haven't found my dad yet but I know he's here...there's about eight or nine different version of my mom that I think I've heard of.

[Vanessa realizes she's rambling so she just ends it with:]

Lots of weird stuff happens here if what one version of my godfather told Mom her first day.

[memoryblossom.livejournal.com]

[Please excuse her. But you may have just broken her brain.]

...

[darksxdaughter.livejournal.com]

[Oops.]

...

[memoryblossom.livejournal.com]

[Just...Give her a moment...]

..............So this, is a different world...?

[The Fairies had spoken of other worlds. But nothing like this.]

[darksxdaughter.livejournal.com]

[Vanessa nods slowly.]

And from what I've heard....you can't go home until the room decides to let you leave. But... [She holds a hand up in case Sakura starts to panic.] Sometimes it does.

[memoryblossom.livejournal.com]

[She's still worried!]

What about everyone back home?

[darksxdaughter.livejournal.com]

I...don't know, I'm sorry....

[memoryblossom.livejournal.com]

[Worried sadface. :<]

[darksxdaughter.livejournal.com]

[Aw. Vanessa stands and carefully crosses the flkower patch to sit with Sakura.]

I'm sure the room will let you out eventually. Maybe if you ask it to at least get a message home, it can do that.

[Heck if she knows, but can't huet to try.]

[memoryblossom.livejournal.com]

Maybe...I just, I dont want them to worry.

[darksxdaughter.livejournal.com]

I understand....

[She's not sure what to say after this so she just sits and silently keeps Sakura company for a while.]

[memoryblossom.livejournal.com]

[She appreciates the company! And she'll get over the shock/depression soon.]

[darksxdaughter.livejournal.com]

[Vanessa's darkish-gold eyes look around at all the flowers, humming softly under her breath.]

So you can grow flowers?

[memoryblossom.livejournal.com]

[Looks back up at her and nods.]

Yes. And other plants too.

[darksxdaughter.livejournal.com]

[Vanessa nods.]

I can't do anything like that, but I do have this.

[She holds a hand out and narrows her eyes slightly as her gold and black keyblade forms in her hand.]

My mom's a Keyblade Master, how about yours?

[Apologies in advance if this is awkward city.]

[memoryblossom.livejournal.com]

[That definitely takes her by surprise!...But the question snaps her out of it and she glances away.]

I dont know. I've never met her.

[darksxdaughter.livejournal.com]

Oh...I'm sorry...

[memoryblossom.livejournal.com]

[......Shakes her head.]

...It's, alright.

[darksxdaughter.livejournal.com]

[Vanessa nods and dismisses her keyblade.]

So...want to go explore?

[Her Unversed side starts screaming at her to be mean in her head, which makes her squieeze her eyes shut and rub the side of her head.]

Ugh....

[memoryblossom.livejournal.com]

[Frowns a bit.]

Are you alright?

[darksxdaughter.livejournal.com]

Just trying to keep my bad side quiet for now, I'm trying to be good like my mom wants me to.

[She rubs her head again.]

Kinda hard.

[memoryblossom.livejournal.com]

[Blinks.]

Bad side?

[darksxdaughter.livejournal.com]

[Vanessa lowers her hand and nodnods.]

My dad is a really bad person and there are times I want to take after him.

[memoryblossom.livejournal.com]

[Her father isn't that good either. But, she doesn't know that.

Slightly worried look there.]

O-oh.

[darksxdaughter.livejournal.com]

[Vanessa just rests her elbows on her knees and rubs her temples with her fingers until she calms down some.]

Okay..I think I'm better now.

[memoryblossom.livejournal.com]

[Still a little wary, but nods.]

...Alright...

[kaixene.livejournal.com]

[god what the hell is this, it's like Walt Disney vomited sunlight and ink everywhere. Damien's not one for long walks in the beach forest, or stalking, but hey, he's a people watcher.]

And people think I'm strange.

[memoryblossom.livejournal.com]

[And she hears him! Looks up to see who it is.

Hm. She doesn't recognize him.]

And what is it, may I ask, that you find so strange?

[kaixene.livejournal.com]

[he yanks on one of his antennae-like features, which sproings back into place not unlike a cartoon.]

That hair and that face.

[memoryblossom.livejournal.com]

[Blinks.]

Why would it be strange?

[kaixene.livejournal.com]

Oh, you just look a lot like someone I know.

[Rolls his shoulders in a shrug.]

What's your name?

[memoryblossom.livejournal.com]

Um, alright?

[Offers a polite smile.]

I'm Sakura.

[Was obviously named by Flora.]

[kaixene.livejournal.com]

[el oh el, he looks so damn amused.]

Creative.

[memoryblossom.livejournal.com]

[Doesn't see why he seems so amused. And is starting to grow a small cherry blossom tree.]