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[exmariascientia.livejournal.com]

[A distracted young woman's heading down this corridor - white labcoat, purple scarf around neck, deeply tanned looking skin and white hair - yah. A Xehanort. If one looking a little different to the norm, so to speak.

She flips through reports, muttering, before coming to a halt as reality sinks in. Frown.]

What in the world...?

((AU as heck - Gender-flipped Xehanort with a big twist. Warning; spoilers are extremely likely, and icons may do so from outset. Full info in journal, which also contains spoilers.))

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[temporaltrap.livejournal.com]

[ Don't mind this Kairi over here choking on her toast as soon as she sees Xehanort. ]

[exmariascientia.livejournal.com]

[Hunh? She looks over, curious. She hadn't been aware of any relatives of Kairi's except for her grandmother - but that girl...]

Uncanny. I'm sorry - something appears to be wrong. Did I disturb you?

[temporaltrap.livejournal.com]

No, sorry, I just- didn't expect to see someone with... your appearance. Sorry, that probably sounds odd, doesn't it?

[ She laughs a bit nervously, ripping off a bit of the toast. ]

[exmariascientia.livejournal.com]

It does. [She frowns.] Although the feeling's mutual, in a way. Would you care to explain?

[temporaltrap.livejournal.com]

Er, well. There are some people here who... kind of look like you? Only... paler. Blue eyes. Blue hair.

[exmariascientia.livejournal.com]

I wasn't aware I even had relatives. Never mind blue haired ones.

[She rubs the back of her neck for a moment.]

Although you remind me of someone, yourself. If you don't mind my asking ... Are you related to the Princess, at all?

[temporaltrap.livejournal.com]

[ Ahahaha. Ha. Relatives. Oh, this should be good. ]

...kind of.

[exmariascientia.livejournal.com]

[Hey, she's still assuming 'Radiant Garden' here. Even if ... a bit that she hasn't seen before. Somehow. After all. What are the other options?]

'Kind of'? The resemblance is uncanny.

[temporaltrap.livejournal.com]

Well... first of all, you're not wherever you were before. This is the dressing room; a sort of crossroads between worlds.

[exmariascientia.livejournal.com]

[Wait, what? She looks taken aback. And then doubtful.]

'Crossroads between worlds'. That sounds - well, impossible.

[temporaltrap.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I- I know it does. But, well, that's how it is. I'm actually... you asked if I was related to the Princess. I am, and I'm not. See, in my world- dimension? universe?- I am the Princess. Or was, rather. I'm not anymore.

I know it's hard to believe, but I can show you the main area. There are doubles of people all over.

[exmariascientia.livejournal.com]

[Trying not to yell - but the Princess is just a kid, you're not, what are you talking about - she nods slowly.]

If you would. I think I'm going to need to see this for myself.

[temporaltrap.livejournal.com]

Just follow me, in that case.

[ It shouldn't be too long before they start seeing various doubles once they start walking. ]

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

[A Larxene's coming the other way with a toddler in tow. She recognizes that "I just got here and what is this" look immediately: she's seen it enough in the couple years she's been here.]

Well, well.

[exmariascientia.livejournal.com]

Excuse me? [She blinks.] Would you care to tell me what's going on here?

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

You wouldn't believe me if I did.

[exmariascientia.livejournal.com]

Frankly, right now, I'll try.

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

You're not on your home world anymore.

[exmariascientia.livejournal.com]

Really.

[She looks about.]

Well. I said I'd try. But any explanation as to how such things might happen? I don't recall encountering anything particularly - interesting before I got here.

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

There is no explanation. From what I hear, you just end up here with no warning.

Me, I died first~

[exmariascientia.livejournal.com]

... [Blink. This is not the time to go but what the heck.]

A random event? Has anyone ever worked out a cause?

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

[frowns slightly]

Nope. Get used to it. You won't get home if you try.

[exmariascientia.livejournal.com]

[Frown. She's trying not to yell 'what'.]

Then what is this place?

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

[shrugs]

A nexus. They call it the dressing room. I call it hell.

[exmariascientia.livejournal.com]

Both odd names to give somewhere.