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Day 1 | ~ Riddle ~

[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.

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[an eyebrow shoots up at that sudden question] Me? Well...everywhere and nowhere. Mostly nowhere these days. Why?

... I don't know. [It was just an impulse.

She looks down at the riddle again, though she's not really reading it over.] I wonder how I got here.

[... that was sudden, too. She's not sure where all this is coming from.]

Well, that's all right. Who am I to deny someone a line of question?

Though...I am wondering the same thing. I don't know about you, Xion, but I shouldn't be here. I really, really shouldn't be here and the fact that I am is very bad. [a beat] Not that I am bad, but that whatever brought us here might be.

... yeah. Me, too. [All of it. Because if she's here, then --

But, wait.] I can get us off this world, though. [She says the "world" bit without thinking about it.]]

[blinks, leaning forward] Can you really? How? [and he wonders why Xion hasn't tried before now]

[It's never really occurred to her. She's been too busy trying Not To Think about... things. Also, she wants to know who the heck brought her here and how.]

I can open a corridor of darkness. We used t-- I, um. [uh.] It's how I've always traveled between worlds.

[that eyebrow shoots up again--more so from the 'we' thing, but the former certainly helps. though, for now, he decides not to ask about the 'we' thing, especially with that attempt at a cover-up.]

I'm sorry, I thought I heard you say a corridor of darkness. I've never heard of anything like that being possible.

[Xion thinks the eyebrow moved because of the corridor thing -- or even just the darkness thing. It doesn't have a very good reputation, after all. She's not going to be so keen on answering things about that "we," since she's sure that the Organization is probably looking for her. ... In fact, she's probably going to regret giving out her name later.]

It is. [To demonstrate, she turns in her chair and holds out her hand and opens one. She tries to aim it for Traverse Town, because if she goes back anywhere, she'll go back there.]

[he watches curiously, his eyes scanning Xion's hand for any sign of technology used to create said corridor of darkness]

Ohhh, I can't wait to see this.

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[Nope, no technology.]

It should send us to the world I was on before I woke up here.

The World That Never Was?

[ooc: Dumb question, is the corridor there? ^^;]

No. A place called Traverse Town.

[ooc: yeah, as far as I can tell. XD the portals worked for Roxas, they just sent him back somewhere in town instead of taking him offworld.]

[he stands up, slipping his glass on, and examines the portal. he's very careful not to get too close though.] It's beautiful...completely mad and wrong, yes, but absolutely brilliant. [reaches for a fork on a nearby table and uses that to prod the corridor, testing to see if it builds up on the fork--and most importantly, whether it corrodes or is effected in any way]

[absently] Where is this Traverse Town, anyway? I've never heard of it.

[Mad and wrong? ... well.] The darkness... isn't really safe to use. But that's only for people who don't have h-- this... coat. [For some reason, she feels like she shouldn't bring up Nobodies yet. Besides, it's not like that isn't true.] This coat helps protect against the darkness.

[The corridor is, well... a doorway, so there's a large part of it where the fork will just keep going and going and going, because you're meant to walk through the corridor to the other side. The darkness isn't interested in the fork; it's an inanimate object. So should the Doctor try to touch the darkness itself with the fork, it'll just move on around it, like smoke.]

It's... I'm not really sure. [She could point it out on a gummi ship map?] I know you can get to Deep Jungle and the Olympus Coliseum easy from there, though.

[he does see it moving around like smoke. while still inspecting it:] Ahhh, I was wondering if there was an explanation for the coat. That, or I had missed out on a fashion trend...

But did you say "Olympus Coliseum"? [turns around then, his attentions back on Xion] You mean to say you can actually go to Olympus?

I guess so. Just the Coliseum, though. [There are another set of doors that she was never ordered to go through, so she never did.]

Funny, I never thought Olympus would have a need for a coliseum, not when they had the entire world as one, but what do I know?

No wait, don't answer that. Instead, answer me this: If you had this at your disposal before, how come you didn't just use it to leave this town? [he pauses for effect] Or can't you?

I need to know how I got here, and why. There's not any point in leaving if they can just bring me back.

[he smiles at that answer] I'm glad to see we're on the same page.

[Xion nods, not knowing what else to say to that. She closes the dark corridor.]

... There's not really a lot for me to go back to right now, anyway. [-- did she just say that out loud.]

[that earns an arched eyebrow] Is that so?

[lkadshgad.]

... yeah.

Well, perhaps you should look at this as a fresh start! If there's nothing to go back to, why not let that chapter of your life close and begin a new one?

[never mind he's being rather hypocritical here...]

...

[as much as Xion would like that to be true...

"It has to be one that works best for everybody, you and your friends, and everyone else."]

...

[her voice is quiet, small. less suiting for a teenage boy and more for a lost, scared, trapped girl.] I can't.

[he frowns] Of course you can. Why do you say you can't?

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