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Xion ([personal profile] seasaltblues) wrote in [community profile] kingdomdressing2010-08-16 09:39 pm
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[There's a new face among the Dressing Room. On the floor in the room that simulates Never Was, mind you, and unconscious. Which is probably a good thing considering fragments, blue in color, are still collecting, creating her form. Most of herself has been retained by then though. All that's left are her legs and they'll probably recollect before anyone draws near. Her hood is up, but the small frame makes it pretty obvious who it could be for anyone who would know her.]

Seriously? I don't have an embarassed icon for this guy?

[identity profile] notquiteanobody.livejournal.com 2010-09-01 05:36 am (UTC)(link)
[Reflexes spurred Roxas to action before he could really give much thought to his friend's query. As soon as he saw her falter, he rose to catch her, his right arm curling around her side to support her. Which at least for a moment left his face VERY close to hers. It was a kind of new feeling really. He was only vaguely familiar with it because Sora felt it a couple of times in similar situations with Kairi.

If he remembered how it worked, his face was probably turning a shade or two of red because being this close to her was making him feel simultaneously nice and awkward. He couldn't really remember much more about how to react to this sort of feeling, so he went with instinct -which was to move just a little so that he'd shifted her arm over his shoulders. Probably didn't do anything for the coloring on his face though.]


Whoa, easy there. I don't know which one of us was in worse shape, but you shouldn't push yourself.

[He laughed a little, not really sure if he was trying to comfort her or himself more.]

Anyway, I don't know how we ended up here... but I think this is King Mickey's castle.

Why yes, actually.

[identity profile] notquiteanobody.livejournal.com 2010-09-01 06:49 am (UTC)(link)
[He blinked when her hand waved over his face. At the moment, he really wasn't quite sure how to explain a feeling that he didn't completely understand himself. At least as far as he knew it was harmless. But the more he considered the thought, the more it just made more sense it just made to be open with her this time around -well, granted it was more him forgetting to ask her about the things he saw.

Roxas, his laugh subsiding, shook his head as he realized his train of thought was turning into an almost comical mess.]


Oh uh... I'm kind of not sure. It was just a feeling I got for that second when I was really close to your face.

[Ending it like that struck him as almost off-putting and something about it, he didn't quite like, so he figured he'd explain a little further.]

I don't know how to describe it... it was kind of nice, but then a little odd. I think it's normal though. When I got to see some of Sora's memories, he got that way a couple of times around Kairi.

[That left him feeling a little better about things. Not to mention it felt like it helped get the color of his face closer to normal, if it hadn't already returned on its own anyway. While the change in scenery was welcome, he figured that they'd want to get an idea on what was going on as soon as they could. Though it didn't worry him enough to upset him just yet, it dawned on him that so far they'd only run across each other. They should've run into someone out here by now.]

[identity profile] notquiteanobody.livejournal.com 2010-09-01 08:20 am (UTC)(link)
[He made a mental note when things had calmed down to try and get some idea of how to manage all these feelings. It's not like they hadn't always been there for him. It was just that he hadn't really had the freedom to experience them and well, "feel" for them as he'd been doing since he found himself in Xion's company again. It was strange considering how often he previously had to shove them aside to work, but somehow they just helped him feel more connected to the world around him. Maybe these feelings were why the other Nobodies were so desperate to get their hearts back, perhaps they missed that feeling.]

Yeah.

[He took another moment to study their surroundings before her next question caught his attention.]

Oh, he's a friend of Sora's. I'm not sure how much involved he is or was with everything, but he helped fight against the Organization... I guess that kind of puts us on the same side. Sort of.

[Not that he expected her to think that they were in any way, shape or form still affiliated with their previous association -aside from Xion still wearing that robe anyway, but he wasn't exactly sure where traitors and deserters were classified in that lump. He was pretty confident though that the same concept at least zipped through her thoughts as well.]

But this looks like his world when Sora came through. Maybe he can help us figure out what's going on.

[identity profile] notquiteanobody.livejournal.com 2010-09-02 12:22 am (UTC)(link)
[Derpy as he inherently was, it took him a few moments to realize just what he could have said that she clearly might have found so strange. And then it dawned on him that there really wouldn't have been any way for her to realize just what had happened after he lost her.

While figuring out what was going on was important, it didn't seem like there really was anything to worry about where they were. So it really seemed like as good a time as any to at least fill her in on what happened to him since her passing.

There was something inherently relaxing about the sound that fountain made, so he pushed himself up and had a seat on its edge before patting the spot beside him, a wordless invitation for his friend to do the same.]


That's right, huh? I guess it sounds kind of weird hearing that out of me.

[Whether she took a seat or just made herself comfortable some other way, he chose to wait until she did so. He scratched his head a little as he did his best to try and remember -doing his best to keep the details straight and hopefully not confuse the daylights out of the both of them.]

Well, you saw it, didn't you? Back at the Skyscraper -the whole thing that happened between Riku and I. No surprise I guess, but he had a trick up his sleeve I wasn't expecting and well... he beat me.

[He gave a little pause before continuing to explain what he'd been able to figure out; about the digital Twilight Town he'd been put in, the false memories, how that whole world seemed to come crashing down on him when Axel came with intent to recollect him or exterminate him. Trying to be as open with her as he could this time around, Roxas didn't hold any details back about how upsetting those orders were to him -or rather, how upsetting it was that their friend chose to follow those orders over their friendship. Of course there was also the part about the two of them fighting and outcome of that fight. And then came the part about DiZ.

The Nobody made no attempt in the least to even try concealing the venom in his voice when he talked of the man in red. But he described the conversation he had with DiZ before being left to return to their other.]


I couldn't stand him. All I was to him was just a part of Sora that had to return. I know we're not supposed to exist, but we do.... and to me anyway, that gives us the same right to live as our others.

[He takes that moment to break and let Xion ask any questions she might have had, offering a frustrated sigh at that recollection.]

See what you've got me doing now?

[identity profile] notquiteanobody.livejournal.com 2010-09-02 08:50 am (UTC)(link)
[When he'd paused, he wasn't quite sure what he expected from her. They always worried about what the difference was between having actual feelings and just reacting to things by what they somehow knew was a memory of a feeling. At least he had to imagine that was the case for him and Xion. Especially in the past few hours, he'd been "feeling" all kinds of things he couldn't remember having any experience in feeling. But while he'd seen all kinds of expressions and feelings come from her, he just couldn't really recall the seething animosity he could feel from her at the moment in any time they'd shared prior.

Wait, feeling from someone else? That would have to be another one for him to get some answers about later.

But the way she was reacting, he'd almost swear that she'd expected some kind of different outcome. Well, that one could also go into the pile of things to talk about. Now that he thought about it, he knew dismally little about just what she'd been uncovering during their times apart -he doubted it all really was just missions and practice. But now he was getting side-tracked and had a whole different matter to contend to.

He knew this feeling though; anger and sadness at the same time. To him it was a sick irony at the moment that she'd feel something at least very close to what he felt on that fateful afternoon in Twilight Town. So as she embraced him, he took her in his arms and did his best to comfort her.

And then part of that registered to him.

"She promised that she-"

Wait, who?


Maybe it was time for some answers after all.]


It's alright, calm down... but who are you talking about?

She? There weren't any girls working with DiZ, just-

[His eyes went wide for a moment as realization settled in.]

How did I miss it?

Was I -?

[The possibilities that this opened up in his big book of "What if" questions easily made a few chapters on their own.]

Did Namine talk to you too?

Stupid subject field...

[identity profile] notquiteanobody.livejournal.com 2010-09-02 09:50 am (UTC)(link)
[He listened to her explanation intently, at least as best he could considered how fragmented it ended up coming out. Clearly something that happened to him struck some kind of chord within her -a very unpleasant one at that too. It was somehow strange and then somehow painted a clearer picture of his friend at the same time. She'd accepted the fate she believed she had no choice in with the understanding that someone would care for him. It made him feel a little bad, really -Xion had thought of him to the end in that respect.

Granted, to him at least, it still didn't justify anything. It just made her angle a little more understandable.

However Namine's definition of "watching over him" ended up being little more than throwing him a few cryptic clues.

"You won't disappear! You'll be whole!"

Part of him inwardly scoffed at that. If anything, he felt alienated existing within Sora; a character out of place in a storybook of wondrous memories. He had to wonder for a little, just who was to blame for that. Had it been Namine just paying lip-service to get Sora back? Did she plan to do more, but Riku or DiZ stopped her? It seemed for every question he had answered, at least two new ones appeared in its place.

In either case, that was all done. Nothing could change what happened and right now, one of his best friends needed him to do something before she came apart again.

You're always worrying about me... thanks Xion.

He could practically hear those words being spoken, but for some reason, something inside him said that this wasn't the time to say a thing like that. So for now, he shuffled it into memory, giving her a firm squeeze before offering a smile in return. It seemed more a 'kicked puppy' smile, but he was at least trying to cheer her up.]


It's okay. We can't do anything about what happened back then.

At least we're both here now, right?

Just the way it holds the old subject over if you don't actually put something there.

[identity profile] notquiteanobody.livejournal.com 2010-09-02 09:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[There it was again, that odd feeling -like they should be doing something else instead of just looking each other and being this close. Whether his feelings were genuine or based off some memory that just wasn't coming to mind, he really was starting to wish they can with some kind of guide. In either case, at least he didn't react as awkwardly as last time; sure he turned a shade more crimson than his normal coloring was, but right now, he really was worried about how Xion was feeling.

A thought occurred to him as he looked at that smile of hers. Especially if this was some new chance at a life specifically of their own, he'd want to make it a point to bring back that particular smile he'd seen on her. The smile shared when they had ice cream with Axel and just talked about anything -no matter how dumb or trivial. But that would be something to work toward as things went on.

Roxas seemed to be getting better at juggling his thoughts while keeping track of reality as the conversation didn't seem to just snap him out of a daydream like it normally seemed to. He nodded in reply to that first statement, at least for now with holding that he'd do the same for her. For some reason, it just seemed like it'd be a disregard of her feelings if he said that immediately.]


Yeah... well, sort of. That thing I saw in that room opened up and Sora was in it.

[It wasn't venom in his voice -it was far too subdued, longing or envy perhaps as he recalled the memory. He laughed at himself a little.]

And then the lame last thing I said before I just "faded" into him was "I guess my summer vacation is over.".

[It was strange recalling that. At that point, he knew what had to be done, what he needed to do and at least for the most part, why. At the time, he felt such sadness and despair -maybe that's why he didn't just 'become whole' like Namine had told him. He didn't care about power or any thing like that, he wanted a life of his own.

After that brief reminiscence, he shook his head a little, feeling a note more down than he did before.]


After that, it was kind of like watching through his eyes. I got to see what he was doing, how his friends always recognized him and were happy to see him.

[That last sentence came out with his almost trademarked mix of envy and sadness, whether he meant it to or not. Honestly, if Xion really had just faded away after that duel, it was an almost enviable fate. Because continuing to partially exist in a world where few, if any even acknowledge one's existence was a pretty sad state too.]

Re: Ah~~ I see

[identity profile] notquiteanobody.livejournal.com 2010-09-03 05:19 am (UTC)(link)
[He found that he appreciated the touch, the slightly awkward squeeze -even just being close to Xion brought him at least a small measurement of comfort. It was nice that he at least wasn't alone and that he had her to open up to. Part of him was telling him that this was the way things should've been from the start and that perhaps their tragedy could've been averted if that were the case. But as he'd so often seemed to bring up in this little chat; what was done was done. Neither of them would ever be able to change that which had transpired, but at least the two of them were together now and they were able to talk like this. As upsetting as the memories were at times, being with her made the recollection less painful.

When her question came up, he paused a little, mulling that one over for a little. Honestly, with the world-traveling business, it was pretty hard to keep track of days once he'd merged with Sora. Still, he figured he'd do the best he could to answer.]


Uhm... well, I know I was in that digital Twilight Town for about seven days. After I merged with Sora, it all kind of blurred together with him and his friends traveling. It was at least four days, I want to say -but it might have been as long as two weeks.

[He paused a moment after that, scratching the back of his neck as if not entirely sure about the numbers he was giving -clearly it was as accurate as he could remember, but clearly he's not entirely sure about how precise he is. And on top of that, the look on his face seems like there's a little more that he wanted to note about things, but he's not quite sure how to bring it up.]

I woke up wherever we did about two days after everything happened.

[identity profile] notquiteanobody.livejournal.com 2010-09-03 07:41 am (UTC)(link)
[His inability to track the days after his merge with Sora was simultaneously upsetting and yet not. Not too long after his consciousness realized it was still at least observing the world, he wondered if perhaps he'd just fade away if he stopped caring about things. There were enough factors in play that simply existing as something that watched through his other's eyes just wasn't the way he wanted to 'live', if you could call it that at all. By the time he'd realized that he simply was stuck that way, he'd realized that he just had no way to effectively tell how much time had passed and that was one of those things he just ended up having to deal with.

Roxas honestly felt at least some relief when Xion posed the question that she did. There was more to the story than just what he'd covered up to his merge and part of him was still wondering if what he tried to do to Sora back at Memory's Skyscraper was even right to begin with... even if the end result gave him the closure needed to just 'let go' of most of his resentment. To his shock, that release apparently gave his other their Final Form, as the boy had called it.

Some part of him would openly, if not somewhat loathingly admit that it was a pretty cool way for the combined power from Xion and him to be used.]


After he did everything he was supposed to.

[He started his explanation with a sigh. It wasn't from the annoyance of talking about it, it was more his ongoing annoyance that everything went according to DiZ's plan for the most part.]

After Sora woke up, he did just what they expected him to do. With a little prodding from King Mickey, he went right after the Organization.

[Though he tried not to drag on with things, he retold the story of their other's struggle against their former compatriots and how the remaining members of the Organization were cut down one at a time. He talked of his shock to find that Axel had survived their duel and how he tried to have Sora consumed by a mob of heartless to bring him back -only to change his mind at the last moment and sacrifice himself so Sora would live.

He let it go quiet for a moment there, as if offering some silence out of respect for their mutual friend. When he picked up again, his tone was a note sadder, as if retelling that opened a wound that hadn't quite started to heal. He told of Sora's arrival in the World That Never Was and how through a means even he couldn't understand, he managed to manifest physically in top form and summon a pair of Samurai Nobodies to hold Donald and Goofy at bay while he snatched Sora off to a duel.]


I still don't know how I did it... but after I lost, I wasn't mad at him.

I don't know why, but I think I was relieved.

Yay! New post because I'm back!

[identity profile] notquiteanobody.livejournal.com 2010-09-20 11:10 am (UTC)(link)
[For just a little bit, Roxas had allowed himself to lose himself in contemplation as he mulled over the hows, whys and whatnot of that fateful encounter. Thinking back, once he'd found Sora, he'd wondered what he would have done. In his last days with the Organization, Xemnas made no secret of his and Xion's connection to the body -though he never specifically explained what that was. If it hadn't been for what he'd learned in the last 'day' or two in the Digital Twilight Town, it's doubtful he'd ever have found the proper links to put as many of the pieces together as he did. And yet when he did -he chose to fight.

Now part of him had been wondering what would have happened if he'd won. Doubtful that Donald, Goofy, Mickey, Ansem, Kairi and Riku would have stood with him -it would have been him versus the remaining members of the Organization. That of course, also assumed that Sora's friends didn't just decide to eliminate him. And looking at how things turned out, that victory however long or not long ago, required those bonds of friendship that their other had.

Thankfully, it was a matter he didn't dwell upon too long before Xion offered her little bit of insight to some of the questions that still lingered within him from that time. When he heard her voice, his attention snapped to her, giving a contemplative look as she offered her opinion of the matter.]


Huh... I guess that sounds about right. As much as I try to tell everyone that I'm me; that I'm different from him. We at least have that much in common.

[He gave a momentary pause, their conversation providing a new question for him to mull over, one that he chose to openly share.]

If I saw some of his memories... I wonder if he saw any of yours or mine.

Well it is a pretty awesome thread

[identity profile] notquiteanobody.livejournal.com 2010-09-22 09:41 am (UTC)(link)
[It was odd, almost like instinct. Whether by partially passed memory or if by the quietly voiced feelings that he possessed himself, Roxas' hand immediately sought Xion's when her touch registered to him. However, his attention had been snatched off again as he'd noticed that particular look in her eyes. Thinking about it, he remembered that she'd almost always had that troubled look to her -always worried about one thing or another.

Well, there were some thoughts he'd be voicing to her about that later. For the immediate moment, he'd been listening as she offered her thoughts on his question. Though as much as he did wonder about that, he was fairly sure that Sora hadn't seen the faintest glimpse of what either of his Nobodies had been through. If he had, there was a particular comment the boy had once said that he probably wouldn't have if he'd been aware.]


He probably didn't... thinking about it. That honestly makes me feel at least a little glad.

[He paused a moment, a weak grin forming on his face as he watched for the likely quizzical or at least curious look she was expected to reply with. Of course, as soon as he saw any hint of that, he'd elaborate a little more.]

I mean think about it; it means that those memories belong to each of us. It just means we've got the same right to live he does.

[The more analytical part of his mind was also pointing out that Xion having memories that neither he, nor Sora had further reinforced that despite what she'd started out as, she was every bit as much of a person or at least a Nobody as any other. At least from his stand point because she had genuine, unique memories that only she possessed. But then, maybe he was thinking on that one too hard.]

As long as there's interest, I'll keep tagging

[identity profile] notquiteanobody.livejournal.com 2010-09-25 11:15 am (UTC)(link)
[Being stared at in that way didn't escape his attention and for a little bit, he wondered if what he'd said was really all that strange. He wasn't trying to be amazing or poetic or anything like that -he'd just shared one of his strongest beliefs that he'd formed.

Unique things like a person's memories, experiences and the memories they leave preserved with others define an individual's right to live. To possess even a single unique memory gave them reason enough to exist, regardless of who said they should be allowed to or not. And it was the feelings produced by that belief that he figured resulted in him persisting after Sora absorbed him.

And so he watched her, listening for anything she might say and trying to get some idea of what thoughts must be running through her head. Then she finally spoke up.]


Of course! Maybe we weren't supposed to exist in the first place. But I don't think anyone can deny that we do. And I think even if we had no purpose or anything like that, there's a lot of reasons why we shouldn't just have to fade away.

[Loathe as he might be to admit it, he probably sounded a lot like Sora with a statement like that. But really, he didn't care. His attention had been on Xion as he'd talked, feeling her reactions; the shaking and then that look of worry in her eyes.

It was strange that not too long ago, he would have been fine existing again without any memory that she'd ever been a part of his life. And yet now, knowing what they'd been through, he felt a bond with her that he honestly wanted to say was stronger than his to their Other. That felt strange to consider -Axel was his best friend and while that was the case, something inside him said that his connection to his friend was a different kind of attachment. Admittedly, these feelings were really confusing things -even if he thought they were memories.]


But yeah... that's why I think it's okay for us both to be around again. It's why I think we should be able to find a way to have hearts of our own and then live -kind of normal lives, I guess.

[He laughs a little.]

That must sound a little silly, huh? I got so wrapped up in us just being here like this, I kind of didn't think things much further along. But what I'm getting at is that we're here together, so it'll be alright. I'm sure of it.

[identity profile] notquiteanobody.livejournal.com 2010-09-26 10:30 am (UTC)(link)
[She made a point. Maybe he was just in denial -perhaps they both were, but he refused to accept that the entirety of what transpired atop the clock tower in Twilight Town that day was her choice. Perhaps she did chose to return to Sora -that such a thing would be best. But that striking him down and taking his memories was the way to do it? That just wasn't the friend he'd gotten to know over the majority of his 'life'.

In either case, that was something he wasn't prepared to answer. He wanted to brush it off -to say that since they were standing there and that he had memories of Sora setting Kingdom Hearts free and defeating Xemnas meant that there was no reason to think that this was anything but a second chance for them. But there was no telling how Sora was here or if anything else had been going on.

For a moment though, he saw some part of her hoping and wanting to share the dream he was chasing. And he wasn't about to just let that part sink back into despair without a fight.]


For starters, we're not sure of anything right now.

[He hesitated a moment and instincts took over where thinking failed him. Roxas felt his hand react of its own volition, immediately reaching out and taking hers again -as if in some hope that such an act would steady the situation. And somewhere in that split second, he felt something -not a memory of an emotion, but something stronger. It resonated with him and before he knew it, his mouth was running with his thoughts before he could even decide how things should be said.]

We'll worry about it then. If it happens again, then we'll just find another way... but we're not even sure if it will happen again. We're not even sure how we're here.

So until we get some answers, we'll just play it by ear.

Besides... none of us were really straight with each other back then.

[He offers a smile.]

This time, I'm not hiding anything and that's a start to making things different this time around.

Ara?

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