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[lethechained.livejournal.com]

[Visitors to this particular Halloweentown room might find a rather dazed looking Naminé wandering around near the entrance. She doesn't look confused, exactly, just... curious, and a little out of it. This one's recently misplaced her memories, and unfortunately her derpsitter has lost track of her for the moment. Her dress has been replaced with a rather generic witch's costume, black hat and all.]

[If you're a Vanitas or Master Xehanort or just happen to look like one, she'll probably be making a run for it; she's been warned about the likes of you. Unfortunately, she's not very fast.]

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[photoncharge.livejournal.com]

[You know, he'd have better luck of keeping an eye on her if she didn't wander around so much.

Guess who's looking for her.]

[lethechained.livejournal.com]

[It's not her fault she's a curious little thing these days. And he's a terrible derpsitter.]

[I dunno, is it, um... Oro? Well, whoever it is, they'll be able to find her pretty easily, provided they happen to choose that door out of all the others in the DR, since she's still within sight of the entrance. ...Although, she's kind of starting to wander toward the actual town. You know, the one with the guillotines in the middle of the street and the fountain that spits at you and the. Heartless and things.]

[photoncharge.livejournal.com]

[Why can't you stay put? D: Agh, running after her.

Just his luck, the moment he enters, he gets put in Vanitas' costume, but he doesn't notice it.]

[lethechained.livejournal.com]

[Because there's so much knowledge out there to-- okay, no, she just. Is easily distracted right now.]

[--Wait, does that mean the helmet, too? Either way, she hasn't seen him yet, so he'd better hurry if he wants to catch her.]

[photoncharge.livejournal.com]

[Yes, helmet and all. Rider get.]

[lethechained.livejournal.com]

[The sound makes her turn, curious-- what.]

[What is...?]

[...Is that--?!]

[Aaaaand that would be her cue to suddenly go very pale, startled into stopping for a second before-- oh, she's running away, now. Unfortunately, she's not very good at it, but she's trying her best.]

[photoncharge.livejournal.com]

Naminé, wait!

What's gotten into her?

[He just zooms after her.]

[lethechained.livejournal.com]

[He'd better watch where he's going, because she's almost to the city, and there are a lot of things to crash into there. Unfortunately, this also applies to her. Ohi, guillotines, fancy seeing you here. Only, she hasn't quite gotten close to see the town square, yet, and she wouldn't know what any of that stuff was even if she had.]

[photoncharge.livejournal.com]

[Screw what's wrong with her, what's wrong with everything in this town D:

DID THAT TOMB JUST TRY TO SMACK HIM.]

[lethechained.livejournal.com]

[Probably, probably. And if she'd been two inches per second slower, she'd have lost part of her skirt to that blade that nearly chopped he in half just now. WEREN'T NIGHTMARES ONLY SUPPOSED TO BE IN YOUR HEAD?! --Ohi, ghost Heartless! You're looking terrifying today. Brb screeching to a halt.]

[photoncharge.livejournal.com]

Naminé!

[He's catching up. And throwing a Wind Raid at those Heartless. His Keyblade is normal though, Wayward Wind.]

[lethechained.livejournal.com]

[Hey, wait, that sounded like-- but Ven had said to run away from that guy, hadn't he? Even if he did know her name. After all, what did she really know about him other than what Ven had showed her a picture of? So the second those Heartless are gone, she's back to stumbling her way through the town. Having Snow White flashbacks yet, Ven?]

[frisbeeoflight.livejournal.com]

[he's very new, also curious and exploring everything he can. wow, that place looks cool.]

Hey! Are you from around here?

[lethechained.livejournal.com]

...!

[That makes her stop in her tracks and twist around a little awkwardly to look for the source of the voice. When she spots him, she balks for a second or two. This one's not very good with new people. But she recognizes that hair from the pictures she's been shown of acceptable people to speak to, and, well-- sure, she might have felt the urge to hide behind something, but she stayed put, her curiosity keeping her there. Still, instead of speaking, she just shook her head 'no'.]

[frisbeeoflight.livejournal.com]

Calm down, okay? I'm a good guy, promise.

[lethechained.livejournal.com]

[A little child might be a good way to describe her, since this particular consciousness is only almost exactly a month old.]

...Promise?

[frisbeeoflight.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I swear on my life. So get it memorised.

[lethechained.livejournal.com]

[She opened her mouth to say, 'What does 'swear' mean?' but shut it.]

....

[Well, in that case, she's staying put.]

...Is your name Lea?

[An awkward way to make an introduction, yes, but she's only level 1 in those, so.]

[frisbeeoflight.livejournal.com]

[grins and then suddenly frowns. he's looking anxious.] Yes, I'm Lea. Say, you... didn't meet a boy in a weird helmet, right?

[lethechained.livejournal.com]

[That makes her frown, too. She shakes her head.]

...Did you?

[frisbeeoflight.livejournal.com]

Not in this world. Maybe he's not here.

[lethechained.livejournal.com]

--But you've met him before?

[frisbeeoflight.livejournal.com]

Mhm. But don't worry. If he ever shows up, I'm gonna defeat him.

[crimson-leader.livejournal.com]

[ Why so scarred? This old man wishes no harm to you, at least he won't say it. He is new to this place, but he already knows about your interesting powers and skills, this is most interesting. Hopefully she won't try to run away and if she does he'll just appear through a black corridor behind you with a creepy smile. ]

Are you lost little one?

[lethechained.livejournal.com]

[Oh, not scarred, exactly, except perhaps by extension. Her caretaker's a Ven, and he made sure to warn her about the baddies lurking around.]

[She's startled enough to hear another voice, but when she turns around to look-- well, she might have been pale before, but she just lost most of the color she did have in her cheeks. There was a moment of indecision, kind of a like a deer in the headlights, and then... oh yeah, she's making a run for it. Unfortunately, she's never really had much occasion to run before, and it turns out the ground here provides a lot of stumbling blocks, so it's a bit more like 'somehow managing to stay upright (most of the time) while moving at a slightly increased speed'. ...As if her run wasn't ineffective enough when she did have her memories.]