You're right at home, aren't you?

Only a little. It is rather close, but the one from the previous day was closer to what I was used to. I thought for a second we were back home!

I can imagine.

[This tiny Xion is out near the open fields with an older Namine, gathering some flowers while the other is busily drawing. She seems comfortable despite ( Read more... )

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

 [Xion did not know where she was.  And that made her very confused indeed.  One moment sitting down on the clock tower, eating ice-cream with Roxas and Axel; the next moment Roxas, Axel, Twilight Town and even her ice-cream were all gone.

She sits down with a sigh, only to realize she's sat on something.  She pulled out a cellphone from underneath ( Read more... )

[It's been a long day. A not-so-fun long day, and Xion's tired. But, as she's been told, the best cure to a long day is ice cream -- sea salt ice cream, of course -- and who is she to argue with a proven cure like that ( Read more... )

How... Is it magic?

[This is a Xion. This is a Xion in medieval clothes. This is a Xion huddled in a corner, tinkering with the phone that suddenly appeared in her pocket, her face completely and utterly confused.

She's eight.

And has no idea what technology is.]

[ There's a girl curled up on her side in an over-stuffed armchair, her back to the rest of the room. She's dressed in the Organization coat she's spent most of her days in, but it doesn't seem to be keeping her warm because she gives a little shiver before rolling over, nearly falling off the chair in the process. Her head now hangs in what must ( Read more... )

[Great, another hooded person wandering in. At least this one's gone for a bit of variety - a girl in a blue and black jacket with a crown design on the back and a checkered skirt. Stroll in through a door, stop, look around: this is pretty typical ( Read more... )

[Hey so it's a Xion. Sneaking. Out of a door to a bedroom that is definitley not her own, and actually belongs to one firered_sunset (they were playing video games okay, shut up). She'll now be going down the hall, all quite and stealthy like, praying she doesn't run into her brothers. Or worse, her dad.]

[OOC: Family list in her journal. Sleep now, tagging ( Read more... )

[an odd thing is happening in one of the common rooms. shards of crystal are raining down from the ceiling like hail, like shooting stars racing toward the ground and collecting on the floorboards to form the figure of a crystallized individual. no damage is done to the dressing room during the shower aside from the delivery of the dark haired girl ( Read more... )

[Despite the flood and the place still being soggy if someone looks in the kitchen they will see a female "Sora" with their hood up sitting on the counter with a box of ice cream in her lap and a spoon in her mouth...yeah she was eating it, what ( Read more... )