Day 1 | ~ Riddle ~

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[pretty much immediately after Xion's conversation with Verita.]

[Xion wanders, hood up, along the street near the shops, blinking curiously into them. If asked, she wouldn't be able to tell you if she's mostly exploring or mostly trying to pick a place to eat. There are... a lot of shops to look at, but at least now she knows where the baked goods in her basket came from.

She wants to find a place to sit and eat (a real meal, not just something scavenged off shelves in abandoned houses) and think over her riddle. In the end, she just chooses somewhere at random (an Italian restaurant, not that she knows it yet -- not that she knows what Italy is, let alone what kind of food the culture is known for). It's a nice place: quiet, not too pretentious, and the lights aren't extremely bright, which puts her subconsciously more at ease.

But she lingers at the front awkwardly with the sudden realization that she'd never eaten in a restaurant before. What is she supposed to do? She fidgets with the ends of her sleeves until a waiter offers to take her to a table, and she follows shyly. Once she takes her seat (after ordering just water after the waiter asked what she wanted to drink), she takes out the piece of paper Verita gave her and lays it down on the table in front of her.]

I may not have arms or legs to tone
But if you carry me here by my spine
I can go home as your own
Only for a limited time...

[She reads it aloud, though she's immediately reminded how much her voice bothers her now. Her... male voice.

She stares at it for a long time... and then sighs.] I don't get it.

Comments

[bit_impossible]

Oh good, I was beginning to feel a bit silly saying that other thing. Imagine yelling "Iuh" across a crowded room! People'll wonder if you've lost your train of thought.

/dying

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[... what.]

*giggles!*

[bit_impossible]

[aaand he continues on! but he suddenly seems a little more serious than he was a moment ago as he leans forward slightly, dropping the volume of his voice down a peg]

So. What do you think of this place so far? I mean the town, not the restaurant. [a split-second later:] Though, well, we can include the restaurant in your assessment as well if you want.

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[...]

I don't know. It seems nice.

[bit_impossible]

Well, I'd agree there. Under normal circumstances, I actually wouldn't mind coming here for a visit. It does seem rather...peaceful. [a little too peaceful, but he doesn't add that.]

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[Something about the way he said that catches her attention.]

... what wouldn't you agree with?

[bit_impossible]

A few things, like the theory of relativity--far too simple and he forgot an exponent along the line; the first through fourth drafts of Pythagoras' theorem; and wearing white after Labor Day in America. Technically, you'd never be able to wear white ever again after the very first Labor Day since every sequential day is, naturally, after.

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[... uh.]

[bit_impossible]

[notices that stunned silence] Well, you did ask what I disagree with. [and that's only the tip of the iceberg!]

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That's... that's not what I... never mind.

[bit_impossible]

[he smiles, knowing that isn't what was meant] So, Xion. Xion... You know, I can safely say I've never met a "Xion" before. Where are you from?

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[She hesitates. What does she say? Castle Oblivion? The World That Never Was? ... not very many people have ever asked her that, anyway? How many people actually knew about the different worlds? Who is this guy, really?]

... um. It's... complicated.

[bit_impossible]

[he's the nosiest person she could probably ever run into ever! isn't she lucky?]

Oh, go on, I love complicated. [he smiles encouragingly]

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[She stares at him for a moment before finally deciding to answer.]

... I was cre-- born in Castle Oblivion, but I... grew up in the World That Never Was. But I'd never call it home.

[bit_impossible]

[an eyebrow arches ever so slightly] Sounds like a cheerful place to grow up.

But that's a bit of a misnomer, isn't it? "World That Never Was". I mean, obviously it had to have been the "World That Is" at some point in time because here you are. You exist in the here and now.

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I'm not the one who named it.

[bit_impossible]

Someone with far less imagination did, from the sounds of it.

hahaha EVERYONE AGREES. XEMNAS = FAILS AT NAMING STUFF.

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[She guesses so. She never really questioned the way Xemnas named things, even if she thought the names were a little... odd.]

He would've gotten along well with the Time Lords. The "[insertname] of Rassilon" indeed!

[bit_impossible]

[subject change, go!]

So! I see you met Verita as well. [taps the slip of paper set on the table]

Hahaha

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... Yes.

[bit_impossible]

[casually turns the paper around, reading the clue] Ohhhh. What do you think? Any ideas?

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No. ... I'm no good at this stuff.

[bit_impossible]

Maybe I can give you a nudge in the right direction?

... lol keywords are relevant

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... you all ready know?

[bit_impossible]

Well, I love this sort of thing, you know? Solving riddles and puzzles. Nothing like a good mystery, I say!