I have no excuse

[missing-crayon.livejournal.com]

[Anyone in this particular room with decent hearing should be able to hear the sound of someone crying. Should anyone follow that sound of crying, they'll find a little six year old Namine hiding behind the couch, near the corner of the room. Should this person have decent eyesight and smell, they'll also notice that she's been through something a little girl should not go through, judging from various bruises, possible cuts, the smell, and of course the way she seems absolutely terrified. There's guilt, shame and fear written all over her face, if you can get her to stop crying long enough to look at you, that is.]

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[missing-crayon.livejournal.com]

[Will just, stay over here while she waits then.]

[cobalt-ocean.livejournal.com]

[And it's full.]

Come on. It's okay.

[missing-crayon.livejournal.com]

[...Carefully removes what's left of her dress. Hey look more cuts and vine shaped bruises. Everywhere.]

[cobalt-ocean.livejournal.com]

[Oh god. Xion doesn't recognise the vines because in her world Marluxia isn't creepy, but still. The poor little girl.]

It's going to be okay.

[And comes over to give her a gentle hug.]

[missing-crayon.livejournal.com]

[Well, not as creepy...

Tenses a little at that, but not too much at least.]

Get on MSNNNNNN

[cobalt-ocean.livejournal.com]

[Well I'm assuming he doesn't go around assaulting little girls.

Expected that, but really. The girl needs hugs.]

Come on, let's get you in the bath.

OH HI THERE

[missing-crayon.livejournal.com]

[No but he creeps Aussie Nam out.

Just. Nods.]

IT'S ABOUT TIME

[cobalt-ocean.livejournal.com]

[Any particular reason for that?

Helps her in the bath.]

Want some help? I can wash your hair for you.

^^;

[missing-crayon.livejournal.com]

[Because he is creeper. It's a rule.

Just, nods again.]

XD

[cobalt-ocean.livejournal.com]

[Fair enough then.

Grabs a wash cloth sitting next to the bath, and hands it to her.]

You want to start with that? And I'll just grab some shampoo.

[missing-crayon.livejournal.com]

[...Takes it and starts trying to clean the blood and...Other evidence of what happened, off. Sob. The cuts sting. :<]

[cobalt-ocean.livejournal.com]

[What no please don't cry.

Strokes her hair.]

Hey now. It's going to be all right.

[Produces shampoo.]

Which one would you prefer, strawberry shampoo or apple?

[missing-crayon.livejournal.com]

[....Points at the apple one? The strawberry one's pink and reminds her of Marluxia. :<]

[cobalt-ocean.livejournal.com]

[Smiles.]

Okay then. Tilt your head back, we don't want it getting in your eyes.

[missing-crayon.livejournal.com]

[Does as she's told, closing her eyes as well.]

[cobalt-ocean.livejournal.com]

[Starts rubbing the shampoo through her hair, trying to be as gentle as possible.]

[missing-crayon.livejournal.com]

[Just stays as still as she can while she's doing that.]

[cobalt-ocean.livejournal.com]

[And done!]

Okay, time to rinse. You're doing really well, you know.

[missing-crayon.livejournal.com]

[Attempts a tiny smile. Fails.]

[cobalt-ocean.livejournal.com]

Hey, it's okay. Lie back now, and we'll rinse the shampoo out.

[missing-crayon.livejournal.com]

[Does as she's told.]

[cobalt-ocean.livejournal.com]

[Starts rinsing it out of her hair, being as gentle as she can.]

[missing-crayon.livejournal.com]

[Will just stay still and wait until that's finished.]

[cobalt-ocean.livejournal.com]

[And done.]

Okay, that's all finished. I'm going to put conditioner in now, okay?

[missing-crayon.livejournal.com]

[Nods.]