Trying again...

[keycharmer.livejournal.com]

[...and a girl who looks to be a female Ven in a hooded jacket turns the corner in the Traverse Town district, and stops.

The last time something like that happened - wait. It'd been to that castle-outside-worlds-world. That one with the ridiculous name. How had she forgotten that place?

So is this the real Traverse, she wonders? She runs a hand along a wall as she looks around. It looks right, that's for sure. But the whole thing where she was in Twilight five seconds ago is definitely not fitting that idea...]

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[ticklemeelfo.livejournal.com]

[Ven is now getting a curious look and is being mistaken for a Roxas. Because Zexion doesn't know about Vens yet. And yes, this one's in a highschool uniform.]

Roxas? Is that you?

[keycharmer.livejournal.com]

Huh? N-no? I don't know a Roxas...

[The curious look's being returned. She's not used to this...]

[ticklemeelfo.livejournal.com]

Oh...

[She thought she'd found something normal for once. This place never makes things easy...]

Sorry. You look a lot like my friend. I hope I didn't surprise you.

[keycharmer.livejournal.com]

Oh.

[Well, not like Zexion doesn't look like one of hers, too. Except for the girl thing.]

It was a surprise? But - it's alright...

[ticklemeelfo.livejournal.com]

[Well hello awkwarness. We meet again... She might as well introduce herself...]

I'm Zexion. It's nice to meet you...?

[keycharmer.livejournal.com]

Xion. [She laughs a little, amused by the similarity in names.] It's - uh, nice to meet you too!

[ticklemeelfo.livejournal.com]

[Not expecting that. She's met a few Xions here. Definatly surprising to hear that name belongs to a Roxas-look-alike.]

Something tells me your new here.

[Like the fact that she didn't know why she'd be called Roxas. It's not like this place is lacking in them...]

[keycharmer.livejournal.com]

[That's the thing with the name. It goes with so many faces. Some would be less surprised (say, Xigbar).

In any case, she nods.]

I was in Twilight Town a minute ago...

[asparkofsilence.livejournal.com]

[Lexaeus has been around the block enough to not be at all surprised by a female Ven, but he still stops to watch for a moment.]

Are you looking for something?

[keycharmer.livejournal.com]

[Ah, familiar face! She smiles.]

Oh, Aeleus! I was just-

[Pause. Something's not right here.]

... when did you get that coat?

[asparkofsilence.livejournal.com]

[The mention of his former name gets a raised eyebrow, but he doesn't mention anything further.]

I've had it for years, now.

[keycharmer.livejournal.com]

Oh. I just hadn't seen it before.

[Well, not on anyone who looked like that, anyway.]

[asparkofsilence.livejournal.com]

What have you usually seen?

[keycharmer.livejournal.com]

On you? [Weird question, she thinks, giving him a little bit of an odd look.] More ... simple styles. Smart.

[asparkofsilence.livejournal.com]

[He nods at this explanation.]

A different world, then.

[keycharmer.livejournal.com]

A different - oh. [It's like that castle, she thinks, not realising the two places are the same. Right.] I see.

[asparkofsilence.livejournal.com]

I apologize for any undue confusion I may have caused.

[keycharmer.livejournal.com]

Mm. It's not your fault.

[asparkofsilence.livejournal.com]

I was still the cause.

[keycharmer.livejournal.com]

It's okay.

[She's used to being confused, after all.]

[asparkofsilence.livejournal.com]

If you're sure...

[keycharmer.livejournal.com]

I am. Um, thank you.

[asparkofsilence.livejournal.com]

It's quite alright.

[keycharmer.livejournal.com]

Um... could you help me, though?

[If he's an Aeleus, she thinks, he's got to be worth asking at least.]

[asparkofsilence.livejournal.com]

[He nods]

What were you looking for help with?

[keycharmer.livejournal.com]

Just - where am I?

[asparkofsilence.livejournal.com]

It's called the Dressing Room.

[keycharmer.livejournal.com]

[Blink.] Huh? I was there before. It looked nothing like this.

[asparkofsilence.livejournal.com]

It changed, one day.

[keycharmer.livejournal.com]

Oh.

[Looking around.]

This is probably better.

[asparkofsilence.livejournal.com]

I agree.

[keycharmer.livejournal.com]

[She sighs. Alone again, then...]

[asparkofsilence.livejournal.com]

Is something the matter?

[keycharmer.livejournal.com]

... I don't want to be here again.

[asparkofsilence.livejournal.com]

Most people don't.

[keycharmer.livejournal.com]

[See this? This is a very sad - very authentically sad - Xion.]

[asparkofsilence.livejournal.com]

[There's a moment of silence, and then Lexaeus gently puts a hand on her shoulder.]

[keycharmer.livejournal.com]

[She pauses a moment, and - ah, screw it. You're getting hugged, big guy.]

[asparkofsilence.livejournal.com]

[There's a brief moment of surprise, and then Lexaeus returns it. He doesn't have much of an understanding as to why he's being hugged, but eh, he can be nice enough to return it.]

[keycharmer.livejournal.com]

...thanks.

[Even though he's not her Aeleus, their rock, she appreciates that much at least.]

[asparkofsilence.livejournal.com]

Think nothing of it.