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[an odd thing is happening in one of the common rooms. shards of crystal are raining down from the ceiling like hail, like shooting stars racing toward the ground and collecting on the floorboards to form the figure of a crystallized individual. no damage is done to the dressing room during the shower aside from the delivery of the dark haired girl encompassed by the icy glass.

with her eyes closed and body still as the dead within its casing, she appears to be sleeping innocently. but not even a minute after the girl has formed on the floor, there is the subtle sound of breaking in the crystal as a crack begins to form where the girl's fist rests at her side.]

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[very few people haven't.]

It's nothing.

[but her body feels like it's taken a real beating—and it did right before she arrived here. this puppet was built to last, though, so watch her force herself to her feet before casting a curaga spell on herself.]

What do you see?

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[ He doesn't answer yet nor does he believe her, but he'll let it go -- what he won't do was forget it. ]

Something mundane. [ A regular hallways. Unfamiliar, but regular... with more of the exact same doors down the way. The look was boring, but with the way they arrived, with her revival, this was definitely no ordinary place. Xaldin headed forward to investigate, and he expected Xion to follow suit. ]