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[ Stumbling through the door, this cloaked figure was quick to holding their hood to their head with one hand as the other swept out to summon a keyblade and knock several of the many Heartless away. As soon as that weapon came out, the hordes thinned out, disappearing into the shadows and retreating into the door, where it slammed shut.

Glancing about from beneath the hood, the figure silently started down a hallway. ]

(( Had a thought, I should probably give warning about Days spoilers in here. ))

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Xion?

[At least... he thinks it's her. Well, only one way to find out. As such, Roxas is going to follow!]

[ The figure paused at the voice calling, looking back.. but upon seeing who it was, that hood was drawn tighter and the pace was increased. ]

Hey, wait up!

[He'll match that pace, trailing close behind.]

Stop following me! [ That voice sounds a little too boyish to be Xion, but it was laced with plenty of concern. ]

... Xion, what's wrong?

[It sounded kind of like--]

It's you, isn't it?

[Certainly not another Roxas, that's for sure.]

I'm not.. me anymore. [ Outright runs now. ]

What d'you--

[He doesn't understand, but now Roxas is flat out worried. even if she isn't his Xion, he considers all Xions to be his friend. Derp, and he's stubborn too, so watch as he picks up the pace yet again.]

[... organization person. ....with a Keyblade.

hi, this girl Sora is very confused.]

--h-hey, wait!

[ This one doesn't know where they're going or where they are even, but that hood is kept up as if it were the entire reason Xion is running in the first place. Skids around a corner and crashes into a door that was suddenly opened, getting knocked flat backwards and clutching a poor abused forehead. ]

[ The figure turned its head, and actually stopped at seeing who it was. Though it was only a pause since the figure looked away then, dismissing the keyblade and making an attempt to leave again. ]

[...Well, that's no good. He'll scurry up to Xion and come to a stop close by, looking down with a frown.]

Hey, you okay?

[sorry, Xion, she's following, curious. Why do you have a Keyblaaade.]

Yeah I-- [ Stopping, at least the hood was still high enough that all that could be seen was nose, mouth and chin. ] I told you not to follow me! [ Quickly rolls and stumbles back to feet. ]

Do you need something? [ That voice might sound familiar, if the girl Sora had met her male counterparts. ]

Why not? Come on, what's gotten into you?

[Nope, sorry. Not leaving.]

I was...

[she recognizes it! and it throws her off. a lot.]

...wondering why you had a keyblade.

I told you, I'm not me anymore. [ Hesitating, truly not wanting to leave, but explaining was even worse. ]

What would you say if someone asked you why you had a keyblade? [ The figure stopped again, waiting. ]

What're you talking about? You'll always be you...

[He gives a curious headtilt before scratching his head. This is so strange...]

Did something happen? You sound kind of different.

That's.. part of it. [ Turning away then. ]

Uhhh...

I dunno. That it chose me?

I see. [ A very weak smile could be seen, the hood back just enough to see the lower half of a face. ] Mine's fake.

[Nooo, don't be sad. Here, he'll place a hand on her shoulder.]

You don't have to tell me if you don't feel like it.

Fake? How...

[ The hood dipped further as the head tipped down, wanting to relax at that touch but taking a few steps away. ]

I'm dangerous now, I.. [ Turning, this time with a more upset tone even if the face is still hidden.] I wish we could have always had ice cream together, all three of us.

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