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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[a-erora.livejournal.com]

[ ... oh god, that pings her in the worst way possible. So she crouches down next to Namine, keeping her voice as comforting as she can. ]

Hey... 'm not gonna hurt you, okay?

[missing-crayon.livejournal.com]

[Whimpers and shrinks away a bit, obviously still frightened.]

[a-erora.livejournal.com]

I won't, promise.

[ lets her have her space, though. ]

[missing-crayon.livejournal.com]

[...Sniffs, watching her carefully for a minute, before slowly crawling forward out of hiding. Her eyes dart to the door though, as if she's afraid Marluxia's going to just walk in and take her away again.]

[a-erora.livejournal.com]

D'you wanna...get cleaned up?

[ will scowl fiercely at anyone who happens to be walking by the room -- ]

[missing-crayon.livejournal.com]

[...N-nods. She doesn't even want to think about what she could be covered in.]

[a-erora.livejournal.com]

I'll stay outside the bathroom and make sure nobody tries to come in, if you want.

[ ... if Namine doesn't need help, at least. :c ]

[missing-crayon.livejournal.com]

[Just. Nods again. Not quite up to talking yet. Maybe after she's clean and doesn't think that Marluxia could be coming back for her. But definitely not until then.]

[a-erora.livejournal.com]

[ She's used to that. :c Will lead the way to a bathroom, then? ]

[missing-crayon.livejournal.com]

[Follows closely, still watching anything and everyone around them.]

[a-erora.livejournal.com]

[ there had better not be any Marluxias around. Waaalks, looking for a bathroom. ]

[missing-crayon.livejournal.com]

[Even if it obviously wasn't the one she was with, she would still cling to Riku and probably start crying again. :<]

[a-erora.livejournal.com]

[ and Riku would probably get her butt kicked trying to make the Marluxia go away. Ohey, bathroom. ]

I'll be out here if you need anythin'.

[missing-crayon.livejournal.com]

[N-nods again. She'd say thankyou but. Trauma.

Walks inside, closing the door quietly. Brb trying to get clean.]

[a-erora.livejournal.com]

[ ;;

Sits down, leaning against the wall outside the bathroom. ]

[missing-crayon.livejournal.com]

[...She might be a while. :<]

[a-erora.livejournal.com]

[ I-is Riku going to have to come in there. ]

[missing-crayon.livejournal.com]

[...Maybe. :<

She's gotten clean, she's just had another breakdown afterwards.]

[a-erora.livejournal.com]

[ She'll be knocking on the door, then. ]

Namine?

[missing-crayon.livejournal.com]

[No answer. But if she listens carefully she might be able to hear her crying again.]

[a-erora.livejournal.com]

[ jghdf ;; ]

... I'm coming in, okay?

[missing-crayon.livejournal.com]

[At least she'd managed to get clean and wrap herself in a towel before it hit her again. But now she's just sitting with her back against the wall, tears streaming down her cheeks.]

[a-erora.livejournal.com]

[ Cautiously hugs her, then, lightly enough to hopefully not freak Namine out. :< ]

[missing-crayon.livejournal.com]

[She tenses a bit, but Riku's much more gentle than Marluxia so she relaxes again fairly quickly.]

....S-s-sorry..

[Oh look! She speaks!]

[a-erora.livejournal.com]

[ yaaaay \o/ ]

It's not your fault.