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[ Someone would like it if she could stop going into stasis, or being put to sleep, or whatever this place keeps doing to her. Losing months at a time, repeatedly, is starting to get on her nerves. Not that there's ever much to catch up on in this place, for her, but the disadvantage is still that. A disadvantage.

Saïx is sitting cross-legged in this room, in that room; the meeting place for what once led to discussions of a very successful plan, or what seemed to be. The place where nothings gathered. ]

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[ Xigbar didn't expect anyone else to appear in the meeting room as she appeared on her chair the typical, everyone-does-it way: With darkness. It was usually empty these days, especially in a world like the dressing room was in. There was too much to visit, too much to explore.

She grinned underneath her hood when she spotted the diviner across the area. ] Oh look, company.

[Well, well. Seeing someone else here was not something Saïx expected, to say the least. She has her hood up, too, but of course she instantly knows who's come to join her. She doesn't move an inch.]

Something we're hard-pressed to find these days.

Not like you mind it much, am I right?

[ She leaned her elbow on the arm rest, and then her face on a rolled-up fist, still looking at the diviner. ] Or do I miss the parties?

[Saïx narrows her eyes briefly in the safety of the darkness, then reaches up with one hand to slide her hood back. There's no need for masks around here, right?]

I imagine you, of all people, would be well aware if you did.

[ They don't, but it's nice and warm in the hood. She used her free hand to flip over her own hood, revealing a (possibly) familiar face. ]

That's right, and I'd be extremely disappointed. Wouldn't you?

[Quite familiar, actually. She tilts her head in a show of passive interest.]

Would I?

You could be.

[ Could, a suggestive word of course. ] Hey. Tell me how you've been in the dressing room, 'cause I haven't seen you around much.

You wouldn't have, unless you spent your idle hours investigating the rooms filled with stasis pods. Or coffins.

[Does she sound particularly bitter, on those last few words?]

I've been nailing them shut, actually.

[ Of course, she lets the diviner read it on her own. ] Were they comfy, at least?

Unfortunately not.

[And that's as much information as you're getting out of her on the subject.]

[ a nothing like her would never have been welcome amongst the others, but here she is all the same, looking around with vague curiosity. if she realizes Saix is present, she says nothing of it. ]

[Not in one of the chairs, of course? She has no place here, for several reasons Saïx could think of.]

[ of course not; she knows her place, after all. ]

[Right down below everyone's feet, mm? Saïx is not the least bit interested in her, but she has to wonder.]

Now what are you doing in here?

[ something like that. she looks up slowly, tilting her head just slightly. ]

Exploring.

In here?

[What could she possibly find of interest here?]

Why not?

[ she finds the different chair heights interesting. ]

[She would.]

The better question is why?

There isn't anything else to do at the moment.

[ unless she feels like building an army of Soras, which she doesn't. the Marluxia she met seems to have disappeared, anyway. ]

Is that so?

[Saïx would laugh herself silly at that thought.]

Mm.

[ she knows her place, but her place has nothing to do with Saix; don't mind her if she seems to be for the most part ignoring her present company. ]

[Ah, but what if she does mind? A few moments later and she's reaching up to remove her hood, leaning forward in the chair to look at her better.]

How long do you intend to wander?

In here, or at all?

[ she doesn't look up when answering, peering around a chair instead. ]

[Over one of the empty chairs, a swirl of darkness opens up, leaving behind yet another hooded individual.]

Reminiscing, are we?

You could call it that.

[But her tone is very suggestive of that is one thing she would not do.]