Day 7 | ~ Moshimoshi ~ | Video

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[Xion turns the video feed on. It's midday and her hood is back up, but she's sitting outside on a bench across the street from the phone booth.]

Thank you... whoever found the antidote. That was... close. At least, it felt like it.

[She lets out a slow exhale.]

Anyway... I think I found the source of the ringing. [She turns her CAT so it catches sight of the phone booth.] There's a phone in there that's going off all the time. But when I picked it up, all I heard was beeping. When I hung up, it started ringing again.

[She turns the CAT around again.] Did... Anyone else get that message? [She fiddles with her CAT to find the text, and then she reads it aloud.] "No time to talk. Find the booth, don't get caught. Come between midnight and one. More to come later."

... pretty straight-forward. But with that curfew... [Xion frowns.]

But I think it's important. This is like the music inside the greenhouse. It's not going to just go away. [She pauses, then mutters bitterly:] Not yet, anyway.

[She shakes her head.] The regular people can't hear the phone or see the booth. Whatever is going on... It's up to us to figure it out.

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It's called... a corridor of darkness.

[She blinks at what he handed her.] Sunglasses...?

[bit_impossible]

[waves a hand dismissively] Accomplishes the same thing, really.

Yep! Right in one. If you wear them at night, you won't be seen by the deputies. I even danced a jig in front of one and he didn't even bat an eyelid or anything.

lmfao that mental image

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Sunglasses... at night...? [Who would ever think of such a thing?

But after a pause, she nods, tucking the sunglasses into her side coat pocket.] Thank you.

[bit_impossible]

You're welcome! I wouldn't recommend traipsing through the park with them on, though.

But it is curious... This cloaked telephone booth and now the sunglasses. I wonder if the text message we received is connected to those notes we found in the botanical gardens.

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... I wouldn't be surprised. There's... a lot in common, between this and that.

[bit_impossible]

Oh, no doubt about that. Yet another sound, yet another vessel that contains a message for us. It's just about as thematic as the lions around here. [pulls out the box of chocolate-covered cherries, offering the opened box to her] Would you like one?

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I wonder who they're all from, and why they're sending... [She blinks.] Huh?

[bit_impossible]

And more importantly, why? Guilty conscience? [takes one himself, popping it into his mouth.] Got these as a gift from the Mayor's office. [swallows it] I'm not going to eat them all, so I thought I'd share.

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[=x] Thank you. [She takes one, but hesitates before eating it. Can't really blame her for being wary.]

I don't know. It might... not be from someone in charge of the town. Or someone who used to. I don't get that feeling. Maybe they're someone who escaped. Or... something.

[bit_impossible]

Don't worry, I examined them thoroughly. No sign of nanotechnology in these or anything harmful.

Escaped? Hmm. Hadn't really given that one much thought, to be honest. After all, if you'd escaped, why hang around?

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[Nano... technology?]

Maybe... to help the next people.

[bit_impossible]

That's not terribly optimistic of them, is it? Thinking they can escape only to doom another batch of people to the same fate.

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... hmmmm. [Xion brings her hand up to her cheek, thinking.]

[bit_impossible]

[swivels in his seat to face Xion a bit better] What would you?

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... [Xion slowly lowers her hand back into her lap.] I... [She clasps her hands together.] There's someone... who's depending on me, back home. A lot of people. They'd be... sad. If I don't go back. And there's... something... important that I have to do. Someone important... [Her voice tapers off.]

[But after a moment, she looks up.] But if it wasn't for that -- If I knew someone was going to get stuck here... I couldn't just leave. No... Even with that, I couldn't just abandon them.

[bit_impossible]

[he smiles, impressed with the maturity Xion displays.] Then let's see if we can do both, eh? Save everyone here, escape, and then get everyone home. And if need be...perhaps I could give you a lift. But only the ride home and nothing more.

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... Where else would you be able to take me, anyway?

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Anywhere in the universe. I'm a traveller, you see.

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A traveller? Why?

[bit_impossible]

[sounds surprised] Why? Why not? Haven't you ever wanted to see what's out there? There is so much to see and do!

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... so it's... just to explore? [The idea sounds almost foreign to her.]

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Why else? See the sights, taste the food, experience the local culture... [he smiles broadly] I mean, sure, you might run into danger every now and then, but travelling always has its risks!

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... I've... travelled, but I was never... I had to -- I was supposed to stay out of the way. Just watch and observe and fight Heartless. See the sights, I guess, but...

[bit_impossible]

All work and no play, huh? Not exactly your typical business trip. Then again, battling something called the Heartless, I wouldn't imagine it'd be. Do you still travel though? It isn't too late to add things to your itinerary.

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I... it's... it's a long story.