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The girl couldn’t help but giggle. Though there was a powerful beast in front of her, he was very kind and sweet.

“I guess it must feel nice for a dragon! I don’t have any scales, so mud would just feel funny on my skin!”

The small girl stared at the other, wide-eyed. He was cheery and he seemed kind enough.

“Aren’t you afraid you’re going to get dirty?” Her voice was barely above a squeak.

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Xion looked up, slightly surprised that someone was willing to talk to a stranger. The girl peered at the boy, her blue sapphire hues looking at the other curiously,

“Oh....okay.” she nodded slowly and looked towards the direction of the cafe. “Is it a good cafe?” she looked back to the other, a small smile on her lips, “will you come with me?”

Traveling had taken it’s toll on the small Nobody. She sat down on a bench, tired and hungry.

“What I would do for some ice cream right now.”

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Traveling had taken it’s toll on the small Nobody. She sat down on a bench, tired and hungry.

“What I would do for some ice cream right now.”

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The small girl stared at the other, wide-eyed. He was cheery and he seemed kind enough.

“Aren’t you afraid you’re going to get dirty?” Her voice was barely above a squeak.

I still don’t get what’s so bad about rolling in the mud! It’s fun! Really fun! You should give it a try!

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Sapphire blue eyes burned through the other, those piercing hues contemplated what the man was saying. Sanctuary from the beasts that lurked within the corridors. A moment of peace to rest and not fight. It was tempting, alluring even. Those not cautious would immediately say yes. Unfortunately, Xion was not like that. She hesitated at his words. It wasn’t until one of the beasts flinched that Xion believed him.

Yet, if they were scared of him, then he must be a powerful force. But he was offering the girl his services and she knew that she couldn’t continue on in her state. With a curt nod, she spoke, “Okay.”

                   Grotesque, beasts of whom claimed residence within the facility ; mutated, WARPED to entertain & prove of use to the Nobility of whom had relied upon they to deter strays from entering or in the case of particular facility - leaving. The better number of these guard beasts would refrain from attacking the dhampir ; his aura perchance reminding them of the one of whom had created them and granted them run of the place after it’s initial destruction.                    Something, or rather someone had disturbed the beasts. The disturbance was sensed almost immediately by the dhampir, the computer running the facility working itself to near FRENZY as activity increased ; a large number of them, in pursuit of one lone creature.     “ Could it be someone came out of the stargate?” the carbuncle’s hoarse voice, raised in a mixture of alarm and curiosity. Few had ventured forth from the gate, fortunately for them ; else they might well have met the same welcome this one now faced. The parasite received no response from it’s host, for the hunter had begun to move in the direction of the chaos, the hilt of his elegantly curved longsword gripped in his right hand.                    It was a girl, he judged by the figure and the manner in which she held herself. FATIGUED & not without cause ; few could so withstand so endless a barrage of attacks by the creatures. Her weapon.. now that was peculiar, hardly the manner of blade any on the Frontier would believe to be of use. 

                      ❛ Come this way, they won’t attack so long as you’re with me. ❜ The nearest guard beast would flinch back if attempt it made, for it knew what he was ; who he was, at least sofar as belonging to the Sacred Ancestor’s bloodline. 

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For her short stay with the Organization, Xion had learned to always be cautious of her surroundings. But the Organization was no more and she didn’t have any missions to fulfill, so letting herself be seen didn’t seem like such a big deal to Xion. The girl did jump from the sudden appearance of a man. Her body turn halfway, her right hand ready to conjure blizzard if necessary. Alreayd, she could feel her fingertips cool from the preparation of the a possible spell.

After a moment of silence, Xion was hesitant to answer. Curious looking? Well...t’hat sounds familiar. The puppet deemed the other harmless for the moment and relaxed her stance, “A club? ... well I guess I was apart of one before.”

Eyes of the shadings to challenge the very skies above peeked through the large masses of verdant blades of grass that served in his utmost favor and advantage as far as concealment and remaining as so was in question. Hiding away from the turks he was, aware that the black suited fellows lingered about in his beloved home place in means of digging their claws into him — at least assumed as so anyway. Comatose remained the youth who’s life was dependent upon actions taken by Fair, settled by his side, just as Zack, hiding. Source of his attention being the strange coated figure who’s focus was now upon the small village of Gongaga. No question about it, this was no turk, but yet another wanderer from the pillar of light. Sigh of relief earned to the closing of such conclusion, rather fortunate and slowly becoming more thankful to these people who wandered about in means to satisfy the never fading appetite of one’s own curiosity. “ Stay here Cloud, I’m gonna go over there ‘n’ greet the stranger. ” As if the poor boy held any other choice in the matter.

Pause for effect. Double check on turks for verification of his safety.

“ Well aren’t ya’ a curious lookin’ one. ” Silent judgement passed in regards to the dark shaded attire that ominously clung to the flesh of the smaller being before him, his presence now evident and no longer shielded behind the blades of dry grass that was kissed by the gentle breeze of the humble land. Movement nonexistent for Zack stood in place, away from the main path that took one to the village of Gongaga, though from where he stood the village was easily upon eyesight. “ You part of a club or something li'l one? ” Inquired in sparked curiosity.

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“The clock tower?” The girl looked around briefly to spot the landmark the woman had said. There standing tall in the center of the city was the clock tower. Xion had yet to go over to that area of the town but now she had good reason to. 

Xion had caught the last park of the other’s remark. It was a jab, yes, but the girl couldn’t decipher if it was intentional or not. Either way, the young girl felt the need to speak up. “I guess it could be considered trivial knowledge for those who actually live here. For travelers and guests though, they might have a harder time....especially if they don’t have a map.”

            Zelena had never been one to bother with the affairs of the townsfolk on the streets. For the past few days she had been affected by lethargy, making her unwilling to be involved with the affairs of ANYBODY lingering within the town. When the question the other had imposed to her registered with her being, she merely sighed in response. 

            T’was common knowledge of the inhabitants of the modest town that there was only one diner ( two, if one of those indecent pubs COUNTED ). Turning around, a shorter femme with raven locks came into her vision – she did not look familiar, then again, Zelena was not one to be acquainted with those of this town. 

            ‘  There is only one diner in this town. It’s positioned right across from that clock tower. I would assume that one would be comprehensive of such mundane and trivial knowledge.  ’

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There was always one negative to exploring new worlds; the possibility of getting lost. Unfortunately, Xion had found herself experiencing that dreadful situation. The buildings here were tall and they all seemed to look the same. There were many streets, many turns, many alleys. For any foreign person, getting lost was a given.

Her hood covered over her eyes, hiding the worry that started to set in. The girl wanted to get home. She wanted to be back in her secluded castle with the wandering dusks and the moogle. She knew that she just had to ask for directions but she just couldn’t bring herself to do it. 

 With her head bowed down, the girl hurried along, she wanted to find the nearest beam before night fell. Not watching her step, she bumped into another.

“Oof! Sorry.” she took a step back, her hand out to balance herself, “I wasn’t looking.”

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The girl did not like the looks of this area. The walls were torn and run down. Worst than the hallways of Beast’s Castle. Here the monsters were not Heartless. No, they were far more sinister and the girl had to fight with all her strength not to get overrun with them. Her keyblade was out, heavy breaths left her lips. 

She had lost herself in the corridors and now desperately wanted to get back. But with every turn she made when trying to retrace her steps, she just found more and more beasts. Finally, after so much fighting, the girl let out a cry in frustration. She just wanted to get out of this nightmare. 

She ran and ran, wasting her energy by casting blizzard at all the enemies. It wasn’t until she saw another person at the end of the hallway. She stopped, blade up and ready to attack. She didn’t say anything but her jagged breaths proved just how tired she was. 

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@wiickedly

Now this....this was a charming place. The town is quiet, quaint even. Though it did not have a perpetual sunset (like Xion’s favorite place, Twilight Town), Xion could easily say that this small town felt like home. There was a warm atmosphere to the place and the girl didn’t want to go home just yet. 

Sometimes, the girl would forget to eat, causing her stomach to growl. This was one of those times. Hunger had made its claim, her stomach twisting in knots in attempt to fill itself with air. Now would be a good time to eat, but where?

“E-Excuse me, Miss? Do you know where the closest place to eat is?”

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@scldixr

Wanderlust;  a word Xion had recently learned. Ever since that glowing pillar presented itself at the castle, the small girl found herself exploring more and more bizarre worlds. It was nice not to fight any heartless at these new worlds, they weren’t corrupted and that made the puppet grateful. 

The scenery for this new area was different to say the least. She had taken the wrong path and found herself at the remains at what looked like a factory. The area was barren and honestly not really worth the time to look into (the heat did not help with the black coat that Xion had). Making her way back to the fork in the road, the girl looked at her surroundings. There was one more path to take and her curiosity got to the best of her. Trekking down the path, she saw a small village. 

“What is this place?”

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okay okay, let’s try this again now that I have internet. 

Like this for a starter! Starters may be a bit slow but I will def grind them out! This will be uncapped.

Also!! If we had a previous thread and would like to continue, don’t hesitate to let me know.

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Xion was slightly taken aback by the introduction. The girl was taught never to reveal herself but now....well she was no longer apart of the organization. Habits do die hard though and it took a moment before Xion introduced herself. 

“My name is Xion.” she placed a gloved hand over her chest. Right over the location of where her heart would be if she were to ever have one. “It’s an honor to meet a knight from the royal army!” Xion had gone to many worlds and knew when to be courteous. 

“It’s not often that I see a female knight. That’s amazing! You must be very talented.”

Alisha saw the other woman inspecting her. She realized that the woman had heard her. Alisha also took a closer look at the peculiar girl; short, black hair, blue eyes. She’d never seen a woman with hair as black as hers! She must be a seraph, of some sort. With a question given by the woman, Alisha answered.

“Yes, I cannot imagine what would happen if the waterwheel would stop all of a sudden” The young knight looked at the waterwheel once again and smiled.  

Oh, How could she forget! The most important thing when someone meets new people. It was safe, since she’s not suspicious anymore due to the fact she conversed to the princess without any intention. Alisha stood up straight and placed her fist on her heart as she introduced herself to the new girl.

“I am Alisha Diphda. A knight siding in the royal army of Hyland. It is a pleasure to meet you”

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When she saw the face of the man, she paused, a flicker of curiosity shone beneath her hood. This person looked awfully familiar to Xemnas. But...Xemnas couldn’t wield a keyblade. Maybe this person just coincidentally looked like her former leader. 

As the keyblade vanished, Xion knew he meant no harm. Removing her hood, the girl ran her fingers nervously through her hair in a lame attempt to fix it. 

“I’m Xion.” the puppet smiled, relieved to know this man wasn’t going to attack her. “Dangerous? This place seems to be....barren really.” Her eyes wandered over all of the inactive keyblades. “It’s...sad when you think about it.” 

“Besides, if it’s such a dangerous place, what are you doing here, Terra?” 

Everything was a little odd right now to say the least. The last thing he could remember doing was defeating Xehanort in battle, followed by him waking up again in the Keyblade Graveyard, but there wasn’t a trace of anyone there to be found. Not Xehanort, not Aqua or Ventus. All he could hope was that Aqua and Ven had made it out safely. It was hard to figure out why all of this was happened, but Terra was determined to figure out what was behind this.

A few moments later, he heard the footsteps of someone against the gravel, slowly approaching him. Was it Xehanort? Out of caution, his Keyblade quickly materialized in his hand, prepared for just about anything. When he turned around to see who who was there, there was someone standing there in a black coat, their hood covering their face. He really didn’t want to get into a fight, but he certainly would if it became necessary. His Keyblade rested at ease, not trying to seem too threatening.

To show he meant no harm, he slammed a button on his armor, reverting himself back to his normal clothes. He then looked at the hooded figure, trying to see if he could see a face.

“Who are you…?” he paused, probably figuring this person was a kid based on their height. His Keyblade then quickly vanished, seeing that they were most likely no threat. “I’m not sure what you’re doing in a place like this, but you probably don’t wanna be here, it’s pretty dangerous. Sorry if I startled you before, my name is Terra.”

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Twilight Town never really had visitors besides heartless and nobodies. So when a figure dressed in black (but not as ominous as Xion’s coat) appeared, suspicion was raised. 

Instinctively, Xion summoned her keyblade as she looked up. She was ready to attack the intruder. Except...his posture wasn’t hostile. It was more bored, really. 

“Who are you?” she called out to the other. 

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     “ Is black your favorite color or something?         I thought I was the only one rocking that look – still am, actually. “

The dark angel seats himself upon an lone building top – idly observing how the sky was painted with a mixture of reds and oranges. He doesn’t even bother to properly look down at the girl below him. Instead, he outstretches his hand before him – peeking at his fingernails.

     “ This place is kinda lazy – makes me wanna take a nap. “

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